A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 478 471. The sunrise that lasts for thousands of years

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Anjuro, Usui Tengen, Kanroji, Kanae, Kanaehu, Butterfly Ninja, Tomioka Giyu, Mingyu Yukimei, Iguro Kobanai, Tokitou Muichiro, Immortal Kawami Mi, Immortal Kawa Genya, Kuwashima Jigoro.

They had just evacuated from Infinite City. Although they didn't know what happened, there was one thing they knew extremely well. That was that the scene they had been waiting for for a long time was about to be staged - the attack on the extremely evil ghost that had been living for thousands of years. Judgment!

"coming."

Xuan Hao's eyes suddenly looked in another direction not far away, with a faint smile on his face.

Everyone, including Wu Mei, also followed the sound.

As they looked over, everything around them slowly dissipated. When they reacted, they realized that they were already on the empty ground.

The rain has stopped, but there is still rainwater flowing on the ground that has not yet dried up.

In the rainy ground was the figure of Rin Taki Sa, who was slowly approaching holding the girl's hand for the last time.

Rin Taki Sakonji was a little confused when he looked at the people who suddenly appeared not far in front of him. He didn't know how to find Xuanhao, but just followed the instructions and took Nezuko to the designated place after she woke up.

Now it seems that these gentlemen have obviously arranged everything.

Perhaps because it was the first time she saw such a scene, Nezuko's face was a little confused, but when she saw Tanjiro in the crowd, she finally smiled, and then tears filled her eyes.

"it's over."

Seeing the smile on Nezuko's face, Xuanhao said happily.

"What's over!?"

Wuhan looked at everything in front of him with a ferocious face.

"Are you guys here to see my jokes? Stop looking down on others!"

He said very arrogant words, but his body was very honest and wanted to escape.

This strange realm was suddenly lifted, and he knew that his chance had come!

"madness."

Integrating the light into his body, Xuanhao shook his head helplessly and looked at Wuhan's funny behavior.

Hasn't this guy ever thought about why he lifted the realm?

Of course, because the prey has already been caught in the net, there is no need to expend any extra effort.

"tread--"

The sound of running on the rainy ground suddenly stopped.

"Forehead……"

Wu Kuai struggled and covered his neck.

His throat was grabbed and his whole body was lifted up.

"hateful!"

His eyes were full of resentment and despair.

His struggle was meaningless in front of the man with absolute power. At this moment, he finally realized the despair of the struggles of the humans who had been ravaged by him.

Looking at the increasingly clear sky, the rain has stopped, the sky has dawned, and the sun will soon shine through the clouds.

The sunrise that has lasted for thousands of years is about to come.

what is this? Being roasted on a fire by a human being like a chicken?

Wu Ke never dreamed that he would die such a humiliating death.

"Why? Why is this happening? Why are there monsters like you in this world..."

"How can there be so many reasons?"

Xuan Hao said expressionlessly, "Even without me, I think the ending will be the same."

Gently throwing the evil spirit in his hand to the ground like trash, he gently raised his hand.

The sharp blade on Tanjiro's waist flew out and landed in Xuanhao's hand as if he was inspired.

"It's cause and effect."

As the long knife was slowly raised, dense cracks began to appear on Wuxian's body. The sunlight had not yet hit him, but the cracks had begun to spread.

This is a trace that has been carved hundreds of years ago, just like a reminder to cut along the dotted line.

This means that even without Xuanhao, Wu Mei would have been killed, but his appearance made everything go smoother.

"bass--"

The long knife did not hit his neck as Wuhan imagined, but was inserted into the ground by Xuanhao.

What was strange was that Wu Mei found that his body seemed to be nailed to the spot and unable to move.

"I said it's over."

The old man stood indifferently under the sky with his hand on the handle of the knife, looking at the distant sky.

A ray of light pierces the clouds like a sharp blade. This is the sword of judgment that kills evil spirits.

The direct sunlight made Wuhan's already desperate expression even more ferocious.

"It's over!!!"

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

Can't move, can't move at all.

For some reason, when the sharp blade he was so familiar with penetrated the earth, he felt that his body was imprisoned by invisible force. It was like countless invisible shackles wrapped around him.

He recalled that familiar scent.

"Jigoku Enichi!"

He shouted angrily, "Is it you!? Why, why are you still going against me even after you die!?"

In Wu Ke's sight, a shadow slowly appeared beside Xuan Hao.

The figure stared at him expressionlessly, and he finally realized that this was not an illusion - he had never broken free from the fear from hundreds of years ago.

These guys who can threaten me have never left, they are like ghosts that linger around!

"Damn it!"

He watched unwillingly as his body was gradually being destroyed by the sun. The cracks on his body were still spreading, and the invisible force was tearing his body apart from the inside out.

"I...will die?"

"No! Impossible!"

Enduring the pain of being scorched by the sun, he began to struggle crazily, as if trying to break free from this invisible shackles.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not fight against the invisible force.

"No! My body can't move, I can't escape from here! What should I do? What should I do?"

Wu Mei finally used his multiple brains like pendants and frantically thought about countermeasures.

There is no place to hide from the sun. Even if you shrink, you can't find a cover and will be instantly reduced to ashes by the sun!

Then turn it around and get bigger! right! Protect the body, let the body swell up, and use the excess flesh to form a flesh and blood armor that protects the body! Then, taking advantage of the cover of the flesh and blood armor, he drilled his body into the ground!

Wu Pei felt that he was really a genius for being able to come up with such a perfect strategy!

But... when he actually took action, he realized that he was simply dreaming.

The flesh and blood began to expand, and the body began to grow in size instantly. The flesh and blood grew crazily. Although he could not move, the flesh and blood armor wrapped in him could buy him precious time.

Indeed, it may be difficult for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps to deal with the huge swelling body, but he seems to have forgotten his current situation and who he is facing at this moment.

Time had been too long, and maybe he didn't even remember what kind of power the person in front of him had.

"Oh...can't you just wait for death?"

Seeing Wu Mei's body beginning to swell, Xuan Hao slowly released his hand caressing the handle of the knife, sighed slightly, and stepped forward.

Under Wuxian's puzzled gaze, the old man in front of him began to move his arms, as if he was doing warm-up exercises.

"!?"

As if he finally remembered something, Wu Mei controlled his body to expand even more crazily.

"Oh no, no, no, it's too late!"

He finally recalled the fear he felt back then.

I remembered that the most terrifying thing about the person in front of me was not the sword or some incomprehensible strange power, but the extreme and pure violence.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The strange thing is that Wu Kuan laughed wildly in the face of this extreme violence.

But soon, the laughter stopped abruptly and was covered up by the roar of the wind.

In front of the mansion of the Demon Slayer Headquarters, Ubuyashiki Yoshiya, who was sitting silently in front of the house waiting for the final result, also felt the movement and raised his head.

The demons around them were still attacking one after another, and the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps struggled to resist, but the sudden movement made them all stunned.

Under the surprised gazes of countless people and ghosts, the sky suddenly became brighter.

The clouds, which were originally penetrated by only a small beam of light, were torn apart by the strong wind. The dark clouds that had not dispersed were instantly shattered by the airflow, and a path to the sky like a heavenly path appeared in everyone's eyes, as if a god was coming.

The beginning of this road is flesh and blood turned into minced meat. The end of this road is the sunrise that has not happened for thousands of years.

Finally, after a thousand years, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei completely dissipated in the sunlight.

Looking at the forcibly torn sky, the evil ghosts' faces were filled with despair. As the sun shone down, they were wiped out in despair.

Looking at the sky that seemed to be torn apart and feeling the gentle sunlight shining on their faces, everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps had tears in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there were cheers from all over the mountains and plains.

Listening to the cheers that represented victory, everyone closest to Xuan Hao seemed to be in shock and unable to realize what happened.

After all, the scene that seemed to 'create the world' just now was completely beyond the scope of human understanding.

The sound of joy took a long time to stop.

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At the same time, not only the evil ghosts on the ground disappeared, but also the two entangled figures in Infinite City.

The long knife was deeply embedded in Yi Wo Zuo's shoulder, almost tearing apart half of his body, and his hand also penetrated the other person's chest.

"You lose, Hei Shimo."

A faint smile appeared on Yiwozuo's face, "I said I would kill you with my own hands."

"Did I... lose...?"

Approaching death, the peace returns from the dark place of death.

Strictly speaking, he did not lose to Yi Wo Zao in front of him, because even Yi Wo Zao and Yushiro together could not gain the absolute upper hand.

In the final analysis, when the difference in strength is not huge, the battle between ghosts and ghosts is meaningless.

But now he is dying, and he will die together with Yiwozuo.

It wasn't that he was killed, but because Wuhan was already dead and they were just buried with him.

"Why did you lose?"

Hei Shimo asked this question.

"That's because... we went the wrong way..."

Yiwozuo smiled bitterly in return.

The bodies of the two people gradually dissipated, and in a daze, Hei Shimo saw his ugly appearance at the moment from Yi Wo Zuo's clear pupils.

That's what a truly evil ghost looks like.

"When...when did I become like this?"

Hei Shimo recalled his life in confusion.

He almost forgot how long he had lived, Warring States? Taisho? Maybe it has been hundreds of years?

Time will always take away some things, including memories of his time as a human being.

Gradually, his humanity began to be forgotten, and he even helped Wu Ke massacre the humans he had protected in the past.

"It turns out...it was this time..."

Hei Shimo finally recalled his experience of becoming an evil ghost, but his heart was not shaken because it was his own choice after all.

"But what drives me to keep moving forward even though I know I'm wrong?"

He could answer this question without recalling it.

Because that shadow has always been imprinted in his mind and has never been erased.

In this life, he seemed to be failing, never defeating the person he wanted to win.

He didn't understand where he lost, because he was obviously a genius and had no reason to lose.

But no matter what, he is always a little worse than his enviable younger brother Yuanyi.

He never forgot that all his efforts were just to win against his brother.

Because of this, he can hold his head high when he is called 'brother'.

"So...I turned into such an ugly appearance because of my jealousy of my brother?"

At this moment, Hei Shimou seemed to finally understand.

But everything seemed to be too late, hundreds of years too late.

"How sad, brother..."

Sounds that spanned hundreds of years seemed to be echoing in my ears again at this moment.

At this moment, Hei Shimo finally understood the compassion in his brother's mouth when he last saw Yuanyi hundreds of years ago.

He found that he had lost everything without realizing it.

I can't recall the appearance of my parents, wife and children, but only Yuanyi's face is always so clear.

Yuanyi was like the unique sun, and like a fool, he kept stretching out his hands and struggling to get closer during that wrong time. There seemed to be no other choice.

Until it turns into coke and ashes and disappears...

"My brother's dream is to become the strongest samurai in this country? Let him be the second strongest samurai in this country."

A familiar voice came, and Jiguo Yansheng looked at the bamboo sword in his hand in a daze.

He raised his head, showing the innocent smile he had when he was young.

Only now did he realize that Yuanyi had never joked with him.

In fact, there is no need to chase the sun, as long as he is willing to stretch out his hand, his brother will definitely reach out in the same way, there is no second possibility.

When he blinked again, the edge in front of his eyes had grown.

It stood right in front of him, lifelike.

Looking at Enichi's calm smile and the hand stretched out towards him, Tsukuni Iwakatsu raised his hand hesitantly.

"Let's go, brother."

He felt himself being pulled.

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"It's better to start a new life as soon as possible, young man."

On his deathbed, Yiwozuo heard a familiar voice again.

He turned around and saw a familiar figure.

This is the mentor who once changed his life, Master Qingzang.

At this moment, Qingzang was holding the girl's hand and standing behind him.

He was also very familiar with this girl. It was precisely because he recalled this girl's face that he found himself again.