"Ahhhhhh! I'm falling!"
Mitsuri Kanroji instantly fell from the wooden door of the pleasure quarter into the Infinity Castle.
Building after building, all identical wooden structures, flashed past her eyes. In the single breath it took to fall in, she had already lost her sense of direction.
"Is this, is this the Infinity Castle that God spoke of?!"
Mitsuri Kanroji drew her ribbon-like nichirin blade, information Lord Xia Wei had transmitted to her mind earlier surfacing.
The Infinity Castle was a space capable of endlessly multiplying pleasure quarters. Here, there was no clear up, down, left, or right, like a chaotic maze.
However, its size was limited; its maximum extent was only as large as a relatively big street block. It only seemed endless because identical wooden buildings were stacked together.
The demon controlling the Infinity Castle was located at the center of the space, and had to remain at the center. Once it moved, its Blood Demon Art would disappear, and the Infinity Castle would collapse.
"Love! Sweet love! A girl in love will not be hurt!"
Mitsuri Kanroji quickly chanted the magic incantation.
A cherry-colored wind quickly appeared around her body, as if protected by an invisible wind spirit, and her falling body stopped its descent.
"So scary, so scary! A Demon Slayer talking to herself and following me in is so scary!" The wizened old demon shivered and curled up.
Before Mitsuri Kanroji could react and attack, the old demon had already fallen into one of the pleasure quarters and disappeared.
"He disappeared!"
"Everyone else has also been brought to the Infinity Castle! I should go and meet up with them first; I can't let them fight alone!"
Mitsuri Kanroji felt a familiar sensation, her expression becoming resolute as she clenched her small fists.
If those who possessed God's Blessing drew near, they would be able to sense each other. This was proof of being a servant of God.
"Ugh… but I think I messed up. I didn't catch that bad guy just now; I let him escape! Wuwu, will Lord Xia Wei think I'm useless?!"
While worrying, she flew towards the nearest companion.
"But, I can fly now! The power bestowed by God feels so secure."
"I'll go back and apologize to God with thorns on my back for messing things up!"
"Please, Lord Xia Wei, don't cast me out!"
...
Asakusa Temple District, Tokyo.
"Of course not~" Xia Wei sensed the condition of his adorable dependents through the Blessing.
He particularly focused on Mitsuri Kanroji's overly intense emotions and, seeing her cute demeanor, couldn't help but laugh.
How could he dislike her? He wished he had a dozen more girls like Mitsuri.
However, girls like her were rare minorities in the world he knew.
"But… this feeling of manipulating a destiny is truly exhilarating."
Xia Wei walked like an ordinary person through the lavish streets of Asakusa Temple, a 'golden pendulum' slowly swinging behind him.
No one on the street noticed him. As a God, even a demigod, if he did not wish to be seen by ordinary people, they would not see him.
At most, they would only feel something invisible passing by, and people would usually attribute such occurrences to hallucinations.
Xia Wei felt his divine power being consumed very slowly and stroked his chin.
Changing a person's destiny at a turning point would undoubtedly consume a lot of divine power.
However, if he changed the destiny trajectories of many people just a little, these trajectories would cause large-scale changes in destiny.
Forming some kind of 'major event'.
This was equivalent to an avalanche caused by a single snowflake.
There was no need to forcefully twist destiny; he only needed to add a little more fuel or pour a scoop of water onto the existing destiny.
"Hehehehe… I'm understanding my Authority more and more." Xia Wei couldn't help but laugh, but then his expression became a little strange as he thought of something.
"Do I look like a bad guy when I laugh like this?"
"And what I'm doing now is increasingly like the mastermind in some conspiracy theories."
"Never mind, let's quickly deal with the little Muzan."
His pale golden eyes glowed slightly, and he poured more divine power into the 'pendulum of destiny'.
...
At this moment, in a suburban forest in Tokyo, the sound of collapsing and cracking trees rumbled.
Rumble rumble rumble—
A large amount of dust enveloped an entire forest.
In these dust-shrouded areas, ordinary people could only see red and blue flashes constantly intertwining and colliding.
Clang clang clang—
The sound of steel clashing rose and fell continuously, and from time to time, the ground seemed to explode as if bombs had detonated, with craters of varying depths appearing out of thin air, and mud and stones being dug out by invisible forces.
Rumble rumble rumble—
"Amazing! Amazing! Truly amazing! Kyojuro Rengoku! You are the strongest swordsman I have ever seen!"
"From the very beginning, I've been suppressed by you! Your fighting spirit is unimaginably powerful, like an erupting volcano!"
"Become a demon, Kyojuro Rengoku! Otherwise, your peerless swordsmanship will disappear with you!"
"You don't want to see your swordsmanship decline day by day as your body grows old decades from now, do you?!"
Akaza continuously threw punches at the man whose fighting spirit was erupting like a volcano. With every punch, his own fingers would be severed, his wrists cut, and sometimes his entire arm would be cut off.
He was incredibly excited; it was his first time encountering such a powerful Demon Slayer swordsman, and the more they fought, the stronger the opponent's fighting spirit became.
Such fighting spirit had even stepped halfway into the supreme realm.
At the same time, he felt regret and anger, knowing that such peerless swordsmanship and such immense fighting spirit would continuously disappear with time.
"Everyone is like this! As humans, we should obey the laws of nature!"
Kyojuro Rengoku continuously swung his sword, each strike causing damage to the opponent, but the opponent's reactions and recovery were very fast, narrowly dodging twice when his neck was about to be severed.
However, he could clearly feel his own power continuously increasing. In at most five breaths, he would be able to reach the level to cut off the opponent's neck.
But, he didn't even want to wait five breaths. He had been fighting for half a minute already, and he didn't know how his companions were doing. He had to quickly resolve this and rush to them.
"The battle should end! I don't have time to fight you."
Clang clang clang clang—
While continuously pursuing and suppressing Akaza, Kyojuro Rengoku began to chant a magic spell.
"Burn the heart! Surpass the limit! Full flame power!"
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
The sound of burning flames instantly appeared. His tightly gripped nichirin blade and rapidly moving legs were surrounded by burning sparks.
The sparks grew more numerous, and the clothes on his arms caught fire and burned, but his skin remained unharmed.
The nichirin blade, with its flame patterns, was simultaneously wreathed in dazzling crimson flames. The blade glowed red hot, but showed no signs of melting; instead, it became even tougher and sharper.
"Ah???" Akaza was shocked by the sudden scene.