Deep in the vast forest, leaves rustled as shafts of sunlight pierced the layered canopy, casting dappled shadows.
Dongfang Yue wore a Demon Slayer Corps uniform and held a Nichirin Blade.
Across from him, Muzan sneered. "I'm no longer interested in swordsmen who use Breathing Styles to slay demons."
The next instant!
"Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored One, Ksitigarbha!"
"No!"
Wrong show.
Dongfang Yue swung his sword. A vast torrent of swordlight tore through heaven and earth, engulfing Muzan.
Muzan was so terrified he nearly lost his mind. He begged desperately, "Please, spare me."
