Demon Slayer: The Boss Is Lord Muzan

[Fan Fiction] [No transmigration] [No System] [No pretending to be weak to catch the enemy off guard]

Time galloped by like a swift horse. Over the course of a century, Huang Jian had honed the [Blood Demon Art: Blood Breathing] until it was second nature. As his control over blood through the Blood Demon Art grew ever stronger, the memories Muzan had sealed away also became increasingly clear.

"Master's sword is not weak at all." What followed was a wail of screams, severed arms, and broken limbs.

In a daze, Huang Jian once again recalled that warm face and the reason he had fought with all his might.