Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

The important people have long since died, and the reason for me to survive in this world and become stronger is actually no longer there.

Since he is destined to die, instead of letting him beat himself into a hornet's nest with his punches as in the original plot, it is better to let him go in a dignified way.

At least his lover's spirit was always watching over him.

Thinking of this, Muzan asked Mingnu to teleport him to the battlefield in front and put his claws on Akaza's head.

"Since you want to die, just go ahead and die!"

She glared at Akaza, and then, in front of Tanjiro and Giyuu's shocked gazes, sucked Akaza into her palm.

From then on, there was no more Akaza in the world.

He appeared quietly, and made such a shocking move as soon as he appeared...

Seeing Muzan acting like this, Tanjiro and Giyuu felt like the sky was falling.

——Is this still the Xiao Wu they know?

Xiao Wu...is it possible for her to do such a thing?

Tanjiro stared at her in disbelief, "Xiao Wu? No... who are you?"

Giyuu's face also looked bad. He didn't say a word, but focused all his attention on Muzan, being careful not to miss any of her slightest expressions.

——He asked her who she was?

Good question…

There was no joy or sorrow on Muzan's face. She only did one thing to replace all the verbal answers -

The slender and petite body suddenly expanded and swelled, and the black hair that was originally long to the ankles was shortened to a short hair length of about one centimeter. However, the bangs in front were still curly, but they only reached the chin, not as long as before.

The dark colored flower's straight kimono was replaced by a Western-style suit, which made her look more upright. She wore a long black windbreaker, like a dashing flag in the huge Infinite City, moving without wind.

She transformed herself into the appearance of the original owner, Muzan.

Everything else was completely different from before, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the pair of bloodshot eyes that were deep and dangerous.

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

"What's going on? Where is this place?"

"Eh? It's Kamado and Tomioka. Who's that guy?"

"Such a strong ghost aura, is it an upper rank?!"

"..."

Then, voices of surprise and bewilderment came from all around Muzan.

And these people who appeared one after another were the other eight people who were forcibly teleported by Muzan, and who had fought with Muzan in the previous plots -

Iguro Obanai, Kanroji Mitsuri, Kujo Shiozuki, Haimei Shima Gyomei, Fushigawa Saneya, Hashibira Inosuke, Kurikara Ryokanao and Agatsuma Zenitsu.

Although their appearances before were in a phased order, Muzan really did not have the leisure to restore them one by one.

He looked at Tanjiro, and when he caught a glimpse of what was in Tanjiro's hand, a barely perceptible smile of satisfaction flashed across the corner of his mouth.

He told him seriously: "Tanjiro Kamado, do you still remember the information about the Sun's Breathing that we saw together at Rengoku Kyojuro's house? It doesn't matter if you don't remember it, it will be the same if I tell you directly -

"The thirteenth form of the Sun Breathing is to connect all the forms from beginning to end. Now you have all the information you need to know, and you also have Tsugakuni Yoriichi's sword in your hand. Come and try the sword."

After saying that, he used all his ghost power and changed himself back into women's clothing.

Instantly, the entire Infinite City was shaking, and every building was trembling violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

——The man just now turned out to be Xiao Wu? What level of monster is she?

It turns out that just now, she didn't even reveal all her ghostly aura?

This kind of power... is unprecedented!

“Muzan…” Gyoumei performed the usual Buddhist one-handed salute with one hand, while swinging the huge meteor hammer on the thick chain with the other hand, “There is no mistake, she is the ancestor of demons—Muzan Kibutsuji!”

"Is it really Xiao Wu?" Xiyue gritted her teeth, gripped the hilt of the knife, ready to draw the blade at any time.

Giyuu looked gloomily at the woman wrapped in kimono in front of him. He said to everyone with a solemn expression, "Before you came, Tanjiro and I fought against Upper Rank Three. At the last moment, Xiao Wu suddenly appeared and sucked Upper Rank Three into his palm..."

"What?" Mi Li was stunned, "Did Xiao Wu save you?"

"..." Yiyong was silent.

Xiao Banei couldn't help but explain: "Ganlu Temple, think about it, the only one who can play with the upper strings at will is probably..."

Although Xiao Banai didn't finish her words, Mitsuri immediately responded -

Isn’t the only one who can be above the Upper Ranks the Demon King?

Could it be that Xiao Wushe, she really is...

"Wuzan, give me your life!!"

Before Mitsuri could finish her thought, Xingming roared and smashed the meteor hammer at the end of the chain towards Muzan.

However, this Muzan was not as stupid as the original Muzan. She leaned back and dodged lightly, tapping the ground with her toes, and retreated, with her body almost parallel to the ground.

After several empty swings, Xingming smashed the meteor hammer downwards again, but Wuzan waved his sleeves and flew to a place outside his attack range like a light swallow.

"Pfft-"

The next moment, the sound of the knife entering flesh was heard.

Muzan looked down and saw the tip of the green sun blade sticking out of her abdomen. She looked back, raised her eyes slightly, and then met Shiya's red eyes.

"Master..."

The voice was still as coquettish as usual, but at this moment, it contained a hint of sarcasm, "Such an attack cannot kill me."

A miserable smile.

He had imagined their reunion countless times, but Shimi had never thought that they would start in this way.

His voice was almost hoarse: "Mu... Muzan, Muzan!!"

"昘——!"

The sharp blade is drawn out.

If the knife was pulled out so roughly, under normal circumstances, a large amount of blood would spurt out of the wound.

But it was different for Wuzan. Not only did she not shed a drop of blood, but her wound healed the moment the needle was pulled out.

"Breathing of the Wind!" Shiya's eyes were red with anger, "Third Form - Seiran Wind Tree!!"

The howling wind rolled up.

Muzan immediately produced a whip from his back, inhaled through his mouth, used the whip as a knife, and started a bloody storm of his own.

"Blood Breathing, Type 1 - Blood Mist."

Suddenly, a deafening sound rang out among them. The surrounding pillars and houses were completely destroyed, and nothing remained the same.

Kujo Shiozuki also joined in: "Sakura Breathing·Type 2——Scarlet Flower Rain!"

——Shima has only one Nichirin Sword, but Muzan has more than one Thorn Whip!

What's more, the one he's fighting against is Muzan...

Now, we can only go together.

Wuzan looked indifferently at Xiyue who was attacking with full determination, and then another murderous intent came towards him.