Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 412 You only overcame the sunlight, you are not invincible.

Before the swordsmen's corpses could be collected, their bodies, which had been chopped into pieces by Muzan's whip, lay scattered on the ground like building blocks.

Muzan's current actions are tantamount to desecrating the dead, which has aroused the anger of many.

However, Muzan had too many fleshy whips on his body; counting the nine on his back and the eight on his legs, there were a total of seventeen.

Muzan's flesh whips were quite scattered, as if he realized that his actions would be hindered by the Pillars. Each whip was separated by a certain distance and did not come together.

Most importantly, because Muzan's attack was so powerful, the swordsmen's corpses were scattered too far apart, making it impossible for them to group the targets together.

One slash after another severed Muzan's flesh whips, and some even used their own advantages to cut off multiple whips at the first moment. However, Muzan's body, which had overcome sunlight, could only regenerate at a slower pace due to his physical strength.

Muzan completely abandoned his focus on his body and instead channeled the mental energy needed for regeneration into his flesh whip.

The severed flesh whip relentlessly pursued the chunks of flesh, completely ignoring the pillars' attempts to stop it.

The surviving members of the Demon Slayer Corps emerged from the ruins upon seeing this, choosing to uphold the last vestiges of their dignity.

"I will never allow you, you bastard, to defile other people's bodies."

The Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen were so enraged that they actually managed to completely stop Muzan's flesh whip.

"Success?"

A swordsman looked at the flesh whip lying motionless on the ice and showed a look of delight.

"Don't come any closer!" Shinazugawa Sanemi, knowing the strength of the others, shouted sharply.

These flesh whips may seem fragile, and they were cut into pieces by them, but they were definitely not something that others could easily handle.

Tanjiro instinctively looked over as well, and the fleshy whip on the ground came into view, causing his expression to change drastically.

"Get out of the way!"

"Eh?"

Hearing the sound, the swordsman looked at Tanjiro in confusion. Halfway through turning his head, he saw Tanjiro rushing towards him with a look of despair in his eyes. Then, the scene before him gradually darkened.

The fleshy whip of the corpse shot up from the ground and pierced through his head.

Even if Muzan were to have only one cell left, he could still reshape his body around that cell, let alone drive a broken flesh whip.

In fact, as soon as Shinobu Kocho reminded her, Ikuko had already caught up with their pace and, while beating Muzan, used her free hand to tear off the flesh whip that Muzan was extending out.

However, this action is not very meaningful. As long as the physical strength is not exhausted, any further damage is meaningless.

Taking advantage of the crowd's dispersed positions, the tip of the fleshy whip split open into a huge maw, biting off the swordsman's head. Then, the fleshy whip connected itself, like a power bank, instantly injecting energy.

After swallowing the head, the flesh whip was still not satisfied and continued toward the swordsman's headless body. Just before it swallowed the body, a scorching flame attack swept over and completely destroyed it.

"Damn it!" Tanjiro pounded the ground in frustration, feeling saddened that he had failed to save the swordsman.

"Ah~"

Before Tanjiro could react, news arrived of more brutal attacks on the swordsmen by severed flesh whips.

However, the pillars were unable to save everyone because of the dispersed number of flesh whips.

The unintentional misdeeds of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen successfully allowed Muzan to replenish his stamina.

Yuko was thrown away by Muzan, who had regained his strength. She steadied herself and landed on the ice, less than ten meters away from Muzan.

"I really appreciate your help just now." Muzan stood up, his body recovering from the visible toxins. "The replenishment of my strength is worse than nothing. Although it's not as good as the Pillars, it still helps a little."

That cold tone was full of contempt for life.

Muzan had expected to see a grim expression on this woman's face, but to his surprise, Yuko only murmured in confusion.

"Isn't it time yet?"

time?

"...What time?" Muzan instinctively felt something was wrong.

As soon as he spoke, Muzan's crimson eyes suddenly narrowed.

What's this……?

"Cough..." A mouthful of blood gushed uncontrollably from Muzan's throat. He looked down at the bloodstains on his palm, his heart filled with doubt.

Was the attack just now too intense, and your body hasn't fully recovered yet?

……

Do not……

Why was the ability to recover blocked?!

Muzan was shocked to discover that after consuming the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, his regeneration speed not only did not improve, but it was as if he had been attacked by a powerful crimson blade, almost halting his regeneration.

How is this going?

Muzan's crimson eyes flickered as she pondered what exactly was wrong with her body.

He had clearly overcome the sunlight, so logically even that monster's Crimson Blade shouldn't have been able to suppress his regeneration.

Time... could it be...?

That woman's poison?!

It wasn't just the toxins that cause cellular aging, the toxins that turn him back into a human, and the toxins that prevent cell division. Just how many kinds of viruses did that woman inject into his body?!

Before Muzan could sort out his thoughts, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and the flesh on his body was disintegrating.

No, it's not flesh and blood, it's cells breaking down, cells being destroyed!

Is this Tamayo's poison?!

Muzan looked up at Yuko with a cold expression, his face full of shock: "Impossible, you clearly ate my flesh and blood too."

"Are you an idiot?" Yuko shrugged. "Putting aside the dosage, this little bit of extra flesh and blood will be broken down very quickly."

Moreover, she was already wary of Tamayo's poison.

Muzan's flesh began to disintegrate rapidly, forcing him to divert the strength he had just gained to alleviate and break down the spread of the toxins.

"Now you understand, Muzan," Yuko said calmly. "You only overcame the sunlight; you are not invincible, nor have you become the so-called ultimate life form."

Muzan's face darkened: "Nonsense! I can break down this little bit of poison very quickly!"

He didn't believe it. He was already the most perfect ultimate life form; how could this toxin possibly harm him? Don't be ridiculous.

This joke isn't funny.

He admitted that Tamayo had a lot of tricks up her sleeve, but he could quickly find the poison hidden in her body and break it down.

"Is that so? Then let's see if you can break down the toxins first, or if I can beat you until you lose your strength first."

Yu Zi sighed inwardly, what a pity.

The poison took effect a step too late. If it had taken effect before Muzan acted, Muzan might not even have had the strength to struggle now.

Yuko didn't mind that others were more of a hindrance than a help; she was just a little bit late.

Regardless, Tamayo's poison has taken effect and will soon exhaust Muzan's strength again.