During the Edo years, the dark nights were as dark as ink, and ghost claws were raging. With the death of Tsukuni Enichi, the Demon Slayer Corps, which once relied on the breathing method to deter evil spirits, lost its last light. Due to the fear of being severely injured by the breath of the sun in the past, Onimbutsuji Muzan ordered an extermination massacre of all swordsmen who mastered the breathing method.
In just a few years, the ghost hunters who once made evil ghosts frightened have fallen one after another, the inheritance of the breathing method is almost cut off, the pillar-level experts have withered away, and the Demon Slayer Corps has fallen into an unprecedented collapse. What is even more chilling is that in desperate situations, some swordsmen are bewitched by power, eager to abandon their humanity, and want to become "new era ghosts and gods" who rule the night. Their former companions become fangs in the darkness.
Hai Ming Chaosheng, a young man at the seaside, had nothing to do with ghost hunting, but he lost all his relatives due to an evil ghost attack. After accidentally being rescued by the remaining swordsmen, I held my husband's Nichirin sword and stepped into this purgatory. Faced with the ferocity of evil spirits, the betrayal of traitors, and the desperate situation of the inheritance of the breathing method being broken, this young man with the sound of waves and wind in his name did not choose to retreat.
Is it to become a fire that protects the glimmer of light and continues the ghost hunter's faith in the darkness? Or are you lost in despair and become a slave to desire? The sound of the tide crashes on the shore, the blade of the knife reflects the moon, and the answer to the roar of the sea is being written in the trial of blood and fire.
