On the vast platform, a giant flesh cocoon sat at the center. Muzan Kibutsuji had created it using his Blood Demon Art to decompose the Human Transformation Drug and Tamayo.
One person after another was teleported over by Nakime, controlled by Yushiro. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Himejima, Sanemi, Genya, Tengen, Muichiro, Mitsuri, Shinobu, Giyu, Kanao, and Seiichi all appeared on the platform.
As soon as Kanao was teleported, she carefully observed Tanjiro. She only exhaled in relief after confirming he had no injuries. Tanjiro, meanwhile, had a brief conversation with Zenitsu. A smile returned to Zenitsu's face.
He doesn't even care about his wife, only looking at his brothers. He deserves to be single right now.
All the Hashira were pleasantly surprised to find that among the 13 people in the original plan, there were no casualties.
It was actually quite easy to understand. With Seiichi's almost prescient specialized training, and the addition of buffs like Transparent World and Red Nichirin Sword for them, while also applying a severe injury debuff to the enemy.
The Demon Slayer Corps' Hashira were all battle-hardened strong individuals. If they couldn't handle this without injury, then they couldn't be called Hashira.
"Muzan is in there. What should we do? Should we destroy it directly?"
Tengen pointed at the large flesh ball in the center. He had been rescuing ordinary Demon Slayer Corps members who had been pulled in earlier. He was also slaying any hidden demons that might not have responded to Nakime's call.
"No, Tamayo is still inside. If possible, we should try our best to ensure Tamayo survives."
Seiichi's word was law. Among these Hashira, there were certainly some who harbored hostility towards all demons. They might not have fully accepted Tamayo. Tamayo was, after all, a demon who had eaten humans, unlike Nezuko.
Therefore, he had to ensure that no one acted on their own.
"So, are we just going to do nothing here?"
Sanemi was a bit agitated. The tense atmosphere made everyone present feel somewhat restless.
Muzan Kibutsuji, inside the flesh ball, was certainly not unaware of the outside world. Upon sensing the presence of the group, he had been trying to communicate with Nakime.
However, there was no response.
Not a single person was killed. The Upper Moons are indeed useless!
"Time is almost up. Look..."
The flesh ball slowly disintegrated. It revealed Muzan and Tamayo still entangled.
"Tamayo, are you crazy! Let go of me now, and you can still live!"
Muzan looked at the Demon Slayer Corps, who had no casualties. He was burning with anxiety. He pressed his hands on Tamayo's shoulders, trying to separate her.
Tamayo's right half of her body had already been absorbed. But compared to the original story where only her head remained, this was much better.
This time, the Demon Slayer Corps was too fast! They quickly killed the Upper Moons and rapidly gathered together!
"Tamayo, you can let go of Muzan now."
Seiichi had already arrived in front of the two demons. The speed he displayed while strolling casually caused Muzan Kibutsuji's pupils to constrict.
"Seiichi! Stop!"
Muzan roared. His body burst with several whip-like tubes that tightly coiled around Tamayo.
"Otherwise, Tamayo will die!"
Undoubtedly, Tamayo was a hindrance to his escape just now. But now she was his lifeline.
Muzan had not yet decomposed the Human Transformation Drug. The best way was to keep Tamayo to slowly decompose it. But that was no longer possible. So, he would rather endure the Human Transformation Drug than threaten Seiichi with Tamayo's life.
"Name your condition, Muzan."
Stopping his steps, Seiichi's ice-blue eyes stared at the two demons in front of him.
Not saying something foolish like asking to be let go, Muzan pondered how to maximize his own benefit.
"Kamiya-san! Please..."
"Shut up!"
Muzan interrupted Tamayo's words. He directly covered her mouth with his hand.
"Muzan-sama, I just finished dealing with the Demon Slayer Corps here. I'm very sorry..."
"Nakime, teleport me directly! No, wait for my command!"
Nakime's perspective flashed in Muzan's mind. Several Demon Slayer Corps members lying bloody on the ground. Muzan, in his agitated state, had no doubts.
"Yes! Muzan-sama!"
With renewed confidence, Muzan slowly loosened his whip-like tubes. This revealed Tamayo inside.
"Seiichi, I want the antidote to the Human Transformation Drug! Give me the antidote, I'll release her, and we'll have a fair fight!"
Muzan's grotesque face stated the condition.
Tamayo made whimpering sounds, but Muzan ignored her.
"Alright, but if you take the antidote and don't release her, I'll directly slay you and her together. At such a close distance, teleportation won't be fast enough. I advise you not to have any ulterior motives."
Muzan's eyes narrowed. He had indeed had such a thought just now. Shinobu, from behind, stepped forward and took out a jade bottle.
The blood-red whip-like tubes received the jade bottle like tentacles. With a shake, they shattered the bottle. The liquid inside was absorbed into Muzan's body. Carefully sensing the changes in his body, Muzan felt his power rapidly recovering. This confirmed it was the antidote.
Muzan shattered Tamayo's body with one hand, leaving only her head. He threw it forcefully, tossing it off the platform! He rapidly retreated! Seiichi, meanwhile, flashed to catch it.
"Nakime!"
The expected teleportation did not come. Muzan was startled! He had a very bad premonition. He intended to directly control Nakime through his cells to initiate teleportation.
Murata, a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman standing beside Yushiro, saw Yushiro nod. He drew his Nichirin Sword and swung it hard! Nakime's head flew into the air.
"No!!!!"
Muzan, having lost contact with Nakime, roared at the sky.
Seiichi, having carefully placed Tamayo, looked at the enraged Muzan and smiled softly.
"Let's have a fair one-on-one, Muzan. Either all of us fight you, or you fight all of us."
"Do you see the angry people behind me? Their hatred for you is like an abyss..."
Seiichi's gaze was cold as he slowly drew his Nichirin Sword. And behind him, all the enraged individuals had already burst forth!
"Muzan!!!"
"Muzan!!!!"
With roars growing louder and louder, over a dozen people advanced at their maximum possible speed.
The deaths of family, the sacrifices of comrades, the crumbling of their martial arts schools, the Master's entrustment... countless hatreds pointed to one source.
Looking at the eleven people surging towards him, Muzan seemed to see the endless vengeful spirits roaring behind them. They were the ordinary people and Demon Slayer Corps members who had tragically died at the hands of demons over the past thousand years.
In a daze, he vaguely heard two voices.
"What do you consider life to be?"
"Muzan, you have killed too many people, so too many people want to kill you..."
No!!!
Muzan attempted to self-destruct, splitting his body into 1800 fragments. This was one of Muzan's trump cards, his strongest life-saving method. He had once escaped from Yoriichi Tsugikuni using this trump card.
However, he couldn't use it!
The antidote was for the Human Transformation Drug, but it did not include an antidote for the division-suppressing drug. In a way, Seiichi had not broken his word at all. At least, that's what he thought.
Muzan possessed five brains and seven hearts. Even the Hashira's Red Nichirin Sword could not inflict fatal damage on him. He should not have been flustered.
But!
A whooshing sound shot out from among the group, and a sonic boom appeared beside him. It was Seiichi. In his ice-blue eyes, an ice lotus slowly rotated. The blade of his Nichirin Sword glowed with blue flames, the surrounding dust sublimating from the high temperature.
This person can kill me!
Muzan's flesh writhed, and in an instant, he transformed into a terrifying monster. A beast-like head, sharp fangs, and a body that looked as if it had been skinned.
If you want me to die, you won't have an easy time either!!
"Art One..."
Boom!!