A massive black shockwave rapidly radiated outwards from Muzan. It completely tore up the platform's floor and sent it high into the sky. The attack instantly killed the Kasugui Crows overhead.
This was one of Muzan's trump cards. Anyone hit by the shockwave would have their entire nervous system thrown into chaos. This led to convulsions, immobility, and ultimately, a swift death.
I've been waiting for you for a long time...
Seiichi unleashed the largest-scale Revolving Heaven since its creation. A blue light screen blocked everything that rushed towards him. It didn't even allow a speck of dust to enter.
This is impossible!
I don't have time to be stunned! The people behind Seiichi have already arrived!
"Stone Breathing—Fourth Form: Violent Rock, Rapid Conquest!"
"Wind Breathing—First Form: Dust Whirlwind Cutter!"
"Serpent Breathing—Fifth Form: Slithering Serpent!"
"Water Breathing—Seventh Form: Drop Ripple Thrust!"
"Love Breathing—Second Form: Love Pangs!"
"Mist Breathing—Fourth Form: Shifting Flow Slash!"
"Sound Breathing—Fifth Form: String Performance!"
"Thunder Breathing—Seventh Form: Flaming Thunder God!"
Blade light was dense! In every inch of space, countless sharp blades existed. They struck towards Muzan's direction. Any obstacle would be torn to shreds!
Cannot take it head-on!
Muzan's fanged legs kicked the ground violently, instantly cracking it. The immense recoil propelled Muzan backward.
And behind Muzan, Tanjiro had been waiting for a long time with a concealment talisman on him. He took a deep breath. The visible airflow entered his mouth and nose as if he were a whale swallowing.
His red hair swayed in the wind. In his crimson eyes, a lotus spun rapidly.
"Muzan!!!"
Hearing the voice, Muzan looked behind him in shock!
A golden-red fiery dragon shattered all obstacles in its path, leaving a deep chasm. At the dragon's head was the cold-faced Tanjiro!
"Tanjiro Kamado!!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With deafening roars, Tanjiro's crimson Nichirin Sword fiercely struck Muzan's body.
"Crimson Lotus Breathing—Round Dance: Unlimited!"
One slash after another, countless golden-red fiery blades landed on Muzan's body. Fiery rings appeared again and again. Blade marks appeared on Muzan every second, only to instantly heal under his powerful regeneration.
In the short moment Tanjiro held him back, those holding Red Nichirin Swords had arrived. An even larger number of blades covered the entire space!
Thousand Cuts!
Muzan roared towards the sky.
Countless shockwaves radiated outwards from the battlefield.
On the other side,
Infinity Castle, already fragile from the death of Nakime, was now riddled with cracks from the aftermath of the great battle.
Yushiro injected Tamayo, whose body had recovered, with a human-transforming medicine. The three immediately organized the Demon Slayer Corps members to evacuate.
"I know you all want to join the battle, but on that battlefield, ordinary people would become nourishment for Muzan to recover. Instead of being a hindrance, it's better to become their strong support."
Everyone sliced open the boundary of Infinity Castle and worked together to dig a tunnel to the surface.
"Thank you, Yushiro."
Tamayo thanked Yushiro. He had made an enormous contribution to this battle. Hearing Tamayo's thanks, Yushiro's face turned red.
"I hope their actions go smoothly."
Boom!
Bang!
The explosions continued non-stop. Muzan's whip-like tentacles fiercely collided with the Hashira's Nichirin Swords. But there were simply too many. He couldn't defend against the blade light. For the first time in a thousand years, Muzan experienced the feeling of being cut into a thousand pieces.
Seizing the opportunity, Seiichi transformed into a blue flash of fire and flew out. He rapidly approached Muzan.
Muzan's face changed drastically. Ignoring the others, he used all his whip-like tentacles to defend against Seiichi's attack.
The whip-like tentacles are gathered together. Now, I can do it!
The completely overheated Tanjiro's vision of the world gradually became transparent.
The golden-red fiery dragon once again appeared on the battlefield. Its head charged directly at all the whip-like tentacles. A metallic clang resounded, as if it had struck the hardest steel. Tanjiro's tiger's mouth was bleeding from the shock.
Thank you, Tanjiro.
The world stood still. In Seiichi's eyes, all things became transparent. Lines of weakness appeared on everyone's bodies. His Nichirin Sword glowed with blue fire. A large amount of energy gathered at his feet.
Boom!
The sound of a cannonball being fired!
Seiichi raised his blade and slashed! A thousand slashes in one second!
Before Muzan could defend, the snow-white blade with its faint blue fire had already reached his brow.
So, this is what death feels like?
"Sword Prison!"
A flash of white light. With a drawing speed impossible to see clearly, Muzan was already divided into countless tiny pieces. Under Seiichi's Limit-Breaking Red Nichirin Sword, he could no longer regenerate.
The scattered fragments on the ground writhed madly. The approaching crowd mercilessly attacked, pulverizing every single piece!
No!
No!
I don't want to die!
I don't want to die!
But no more accidents would happen...
Muzan's fragments charred, gradually turning into ash...
Huh?
"We succeeded?"
Tanjiro stared blankly at his blade. Everyone fell silent. Their surging emotions exceeded the scope of expression.
"This place is collapsing, let's leave first!"
Seiichi roused the dazed crowd.
In the distance, a Demon Slayer Corps member waved at them. He led them towards the prepared tunnel.
Rumble!
Huge fragments fell from the sky of Infinity Castle. Countless platforms gradually lost power and dropped. Rocks, dust, smoke—a scene of doomsday.
Finally, a thousand years of grievances drew to a close. The blood and tears of countless people would eventually vanish into Muzan's ashes.
When everyone crawled out of the tunnel.
The sun had already risen from the eastern horizon. Its warm and gentle light shone on everyone's faces.
At first, some began to sob. Then, more and more people wailed. They cried as they hugged, wildly swinging their blades, releasing the emotions in their hearts.
Even the Hashira couldn't help but shed hot tears.
"Kanae-nee, do you see? We killed Muzan Kibutsuji, we won!"
Shinobu's purple eyes were wet with tears. Kanao gently hugged her, and both of them sobbed together.
"Jii-chan, I've avenged you, and Muzan, we successfully killed him too. I wonder if you can hear me..."
Zenitsu finally couldn't hold back his loud sobs. Ever since he received the news of his grandfather's suicide, he had suppressed his emotions. Now, everything had finally settled.
Obanai finally took off his bandages. Sanemi finally apologized to his younger brother Genya. Everything, everything had ended.
"Tanjiro, are you alright?"
Seiichi looked at the motionless Tanjiro.
"I think I heard them tell me that I'm amazing!"
Tanjiro looked up, smiling broadly. Two clear lines of tears ran down his cheeks. In his eyes, his mother, younger brother, and younger sister were all there, waving goodbye to him...
He patted Tanjiro's head.
Seiichi found his own eyes a little moist. Yes, he was a normal human, fully capable of empathizing with them.
Thinking of his family, he also missed Mitsuki a bit.
Hidden in the specially prepared box for them, Tamayo and Yushiro were also deeply moved. Especially Tamayo, who kept wiping her tears with her hand.
"Tamayo-sama, I, I have something I want to tell you..."
Yushiro stammered.
"I want to start a new life. Would Tamayo-sama be willing to join me?!"
Yushiro, having risked his life, finally spoke those words.
Tamayo looked at him in surprise.
"Haven't we always been together? We will be, until the day I grow old and die."
Yushiro's face immediately flushed with blood. He fainted from happiness.
How wonderful! History has now turned a new page!