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Douluo: Demon Slayer

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[Douluo Dalu fanfiction · multiple heroines · no system · genius growth · blade technique progression] Lin Yang transmigrates into the world of Demon Slayer and joins the Demon Slayer Corps. With the help of his companions, he drags Muzan out into the sunlight, achieving the “perfect” ending. However, he transmigrates once again—this time into the world of Douluo—beginning his third life. At the age of six, he awakens twin martial souls. In one hand, he holds a Nichirin Blade; in the other, he bears demon blood. So, as the Sun Pillar… am I actually the Demon King? The Nichirin Blade stacks with spirit rings for amplification—every basic attack becomes a finishing move! The Demon Blood martial soul grows continuously with soul power, generating its own spirit rings and awakening powerful Blood Demon Arts! There are also Breathing Techniques, the Transparent World… bringing a “tiny” shock to the soul masters of Douluo Continent. With blade techniques, he cuts down all evil spirits; with the blood of the Demon King, he steps into the domain of the gods.
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