A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 413 406. Natian Spider Mountain

It has been more than five hundred years since Xuan Hao came to this world. The fate of Ji Guoyi made him feel the world with his heart, but he didn't feel anything at that time.

But after five hundred years of slumber, the accumulation of time and the understanding of the laws finally allowed him to vaguely perceive some indescribable things. This world may be the same as the world he has experienced before, and it seems that there really is a 'way of heaven' Or 'god'.

With his experience in the previous world, Xuan Hao knew that if he wanted to leave after achieving his goal in this world, he might need help from the world itself.

It is necessary to learn to communicate with the world, unless he has the ability to forcefully break through the world on his own strength.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Xuanhao who was in a daze for no reason, Tanjiro asked worriedly.

For Tanjiro, apart from the only surviving Nezuko, the only one left who is his teacher is like a family member.

But he didn't know when he started to be afraid that one day this man would suddenly disappear from him.

Because in his impression, his teacher always enters some special state from time to time, and this state sometimes makes him feel a little scared.

Whenever the teacher enters this state, he feels as if the distance between himself and the teacher has become extremely far.

The person was clearly right in front of him, but sometimes Tanjiro would not feel the person's presence at all, like foam in the sea that would dissipate without a trace at any time.

"No, it's nothing."

Xuan Hao slowly shook his head, "It's just a sigh of relief that my cultivation is not enough."

He waved his hand gently, and invisible power enveloped the three injured teenagers.

Tanjiro was surprised to feel that the injuries on his body were constantly recovering. Although it was not the first time that he had witnessed his teacher's miraculous power, he always felt that there was something different from before...

correct! Before, the teacher had to touch him physically when he was healing him! Tanjiro finally figured out what the difference was, and the teacher seemed to be getting more powerful again? Not only can you not touch him, you can even treat two people around you at the same time!

"Can this be called practice not enough..."

Tanjiro looked at the familiar figure in front of him with some shame.

He knew very well how difficult it was to become stronger.

Originally, he thought that a powerful person like the teacher had already reached the top, and it would be more difficult for him to improve.

But after not seeing the teacher for a few days, he became even worse!

Although he has never asked the teacher who is stronger than Muzan, Tanjiro, who has seen Muzan, is now very sure... What is Muzan in front of the teacher?

In fact, he has never been able to figure out this issue. How could a person as powerful as the teacher exist without misfortune until now?

"Teacher, you are so strong, why couldn't you kill Wuhan?"

Finally, Tanjiro couldn't help but asked cautiously.

"Oh? Have you noticed this?"

Xuanhao looked helplessly at the young man lying on the bed.

Tanjiro, who looks stupid, is actually very thoughtful, and such simple things cannot be hidden from him.

"Actually, there's no special reason. It's just that the guy didn't dare to appear in front of me..."

"..."

"In other words, teacher, the reason why you always wear a mask is because you are afraid that Muzan will discover your true identity?" Tanjiro was a little confused.

"That's pretty much it. It's better for you not to delve into the specific situation... Just remember that I am 'Rin Taki Sakonji', and 'there is no one stronger than Muzan in the Demon Slayer Squad'." ”

As he said that, Xuanhao glanced at the two teenagers lying on the bed next to Tanjiro who were pretending to sleep.

Then he gently touched the head of Nezuko, who was obediently accompanying his brother, and stood up to leave.

"Oh..." Tanjiro nodded in understanding.

Xuanhao's description omitted most of the content, but the clever Tanjiro still compiled several useful pieces of information from it.

First of all, as he had suspected all along, the identity of 'Rin Taki Sakonji' was just a teacher's disguise. Then, Wuhan was afraid of the teacher's existence, so the teacher kept hiding his identity and was not even willing to reveal a trace of identity information. Even he still doesn't know the teacher's real name.

Thinking of this, Tanjiro couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He regarded the teacher as the closest person, but the teacher didn't even want to tell him his name.

But when he thought that all this was to deal with Muzan Kibutsuji, this sense of loss was instantly thrown out of Tanjiro's mind.

He thought of the tragic experience of his family, and also thought that the man named Muzan Kibutsuji might be hiding in the human world at large at this moment.

The hatred in his heart made it extremely clear to Tanjiro that this was a real evil spirit, taking human life lightly and playing tricks on the world. Many people in this world suffered because of the existence of Onibatsuji Mukai.

No matter who you are, you would want to exclude such a being from this world at all costs.

Until a truly ghost-free world comes, one must endure.

"Whether it's the teacher, Miss Tamashii, or all the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, they all have the same idea, right?"

Tanjiro looked at Xuanhao's leaving figure. He felt the weight he was carrying as a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, and he secretly made up his mind.

One day we must let a world without ghosts come.

At that time, you can see the teacher taking off his mask, Nezuko taking off her bamboo tube, and the happy smile on everyone's face.

"Hey, hey, hey! Tanjiro! Tanjiro!"

As soon as Xuanhao left, Inosuke, who was lying on the bed, finally couldn't hold it any longer.

He jumped up and shook Tanjiro's body, his face full of excitement.

"That person just now! That person just now was your teacher!?"

"Yeah...yeah? What's wrong?"

Tanjiro looked confused, he always thought Inosuke hadn't woken up yet.

After all, this guy was as well-behaved as a little white rabbit after his artery was cut. Who knew he would become so excited as soon as the teacher left.

"What an amazing person! What an amazing person!"

At some point, Inosuke put on his iconic wild boar mask again, and the breath coming out of his nostrils showed that he was now extremely excited.

His 'wild intuition' told him that the man was very strong and dangerous. Even when the man was here just now, he didn't dare to move at all.

"It's more than just awesome..."

Zenitsu, who was trembling at the side, kept touching his body.

He found that the injuries on his body had completely healed, and the broken ribs seemed to have been completely uninjured. This magical power can no longer be described as powerful, right? It's simply unscientific!

"Damn it! Why are you so lucky!"

Envious and jealous, Zenitsu also stepped forward and shook Tanjiro's body with Inosuke, "Not only do you have such a beautiful sister, but you also have such a great teacher! No wonder you are so strong too! So envious! Only me...only me One person is so weak!"

"Ah ugh!"

Nezuko on the side saw her brother being bullied, and suddenly rushed over and clenched her fists to beat the two bad guys.

"Ah! Nezuko!" The expression on Zenitsu's face became intoxicated after being beaten, but soon turned into envy again, "As expected! Tanjiro, you are so enviable!"

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The mountain forest at night is shrouded in mist.

The pungent smell of blood filled the entire mountain.

The bright red blood dyed the almost invisible thin threads hanging in mid-air. The entire mountain forest was in a mess. The swollen branches and the flesh and blood scattered everywhere looked shocking.

A bright moon hung upside down in the sky. Under the moonlight, a young man in white looked down at everything happening in the mountains with an expressionless face.

His feet were treading on the same thin invisible silk thread, and he was walking above the trees as if strolling leisurely. Screams kept coming from below, making the young man frown.

"Hey, Mom, can you please quiet them down?"

He was clearly calling 'Mom', but his attitude was as if he was ordering a servant.

"Yes Yes!"

A slightly frightened female voice came from the woods below, and then the screams in the woods quickly subsided.

"That's right."

The young man walked expressionlessly on the silk thread in mid-air and walked deeper into the forest.

And underneath the road he walked was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

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A week later.

Natian Spider Mountain.

Tanjiro, Inosuke Kubihira, and Zenitsu, who arrived after receiving a support mission, looked at the eerie mountain forest in front of them and stopped.

To be precise, it was because Zenitsu among them suddenly stopped and sat down on the ground.

"I don't want it! I'm not going to move on!"

Zenitsu rolled on the ground holding his legs, howling loudly with tears streaming down his face, looking very scared.

"Hey, hey, hey! What happened to you kid? You look so disgusting."

Inosuke looked at Zenitsu's movements and was confused.

"I'm so scared! As soon as I get close to that mountain, I'm scared to death!" Zenitsu pointed to the forest in the distance, "Can't you feel it? That mountain looks terrible no matter how you look at it!"

Before he entered the mountain, he heard a frightening sound coming from the mountain, as if the god of death was calling towards him.

"really……"

Tanjiro and Inosuke both nodded.

Tanjiro's nose is very sensitive, while Inosuke's is like a wild beast with an unusual ability to perceive the surrounding environment.

Naturally, they all noticed that the mountains were dangerous, but... so what?

"Hey, hey, hey!? Are you still normal?"

The fear on Zenitsu's face became more intense when he saw that the two of them were not afraid at all. Sure enough, he was the only normal person here, and there was something wrong with both of these guys!

He should have known a long time ago that a boy with a ghost and a guy with a boar hood are not normal people!

"snort!"

Inosuke breathed out disdain from under his hood, "What's there to be afraid of? Aren't they just ghosts? I'll chop them to pieces no matter how many come!"

As he spoke, he waved two serrated Nichirin swords in his hands, "Get up quickly! Otherwise we will abandon you!"

"Throw it down!"

Shanyi still didn't want to get up, "You are all so strong, of course you won't be afraid!"

"But... Zenitsu, aren't you also very strong?"

Tanjiro was a little confused.

"Stop joking! I'm very weak, okay! Don't underestimate me! I'm weak beyond your imagination!"

Zenitsu denied himself without hesitation.

And while talking, he also entered autistic mode, drawing circles on the ground and mumbling something constantly.

"Help, grandpa, help...someone help me..."

"Help...help..."

"!?"

Tanjiro and Inosuke turned their heads in confusion.

Because Zenitsu was not the only one shouting for help.

Entering the mountain road into the forest, a swordsman wearing a Demon Slayer uniform fell down somewhere and shouted for help with all his strength.

"Are you OK!"

Without any time to think, Tanjiro grabbed the Nichirin sword and ran towards the swordsman.

But when he was about to reach out and check on the swordsman, the swordsman suddenly flew backwards strangely, as if being dragged by something and flew towards the mountain forest.

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams kept coming from the swordsman's mouth.

Tanjiro and Inosuke looked at Zenitsu who was still lying on the ground hesitantly.

"I'm going to save him!"

Finally, Tanjiro made this judgment.

"Hmph! I'll take the lead!"

Inosuke waved the two swords in his hands and ran towards the mountain, "You can tremble behind me as much as you want!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't leave me..."

Watching the two people leaving, Zenitsu still hugged his legs and shivered.

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Demon Slayer Headquarters, in the training dojo.

"bring it on."

Xuan Hao raised his hand and gestured towards Purgatory Xingshou Lang in front of him.

"OK!"

Anjuro looked excited.

Being able to fight against a strong person is always exciting. Even though the man in front of him was unarmed, he still felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

This is a very powerful man. Anjuro remembers that he has seen this man more than once, but he has never noticed that this man is very strong before.

This situation only illustrates one point.

This man's strength was far from his, and he didn't know how far apart it was, but since it was possible to make him unaware, the gap would probably be disappointing.

Fortunately this man is not the enemy!

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, Purgatory Anjuro held the Nichirin Sword in his hand, the smile on his face gradually solidified, and his expression became extremely serious.

This will be a valuable practical experience.

Before the training started, he once asked the man if he needed a weapon. The answer was no, because this would be an extremely real training. The man asked him to swing the knife with determination to die!

That's right, Xuan Hao played the role of a "ghost" in this training. His strength completely overwhelmed the "ghosts" at the pillar level, and every "zhu" participating in the training had to do only one thing.

That is to 'survive' from Xuan Hao.

Apart from being a little sympathetic to the two women Zhu, Xuan Hao never thought of treating these rough and thick-skinned men gently.

Not using weapons is to simulate the attack method of ghosts, and also to avoid accidentally killing them.

After all, when it comes to controlling strength, it is more accurate to use your hands directly.

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