Demon Slayer: Tanjiro becomes a ghost, Nezuko becomes a pillar!

Chapter 91 Hinokami Kagura

The wind howled through the forest. Mizuko gripped the broken half of her Nichirin Blade tightly, staring intently at the crazed figure before her.

She had just exhausted a lot of her strength by activating the life force circulation, and her breathing was still fluctuating, but she did not back down in the slightest and took the initiative to rush towards the exhaustion.

She forced herself to calm down and steady her erratic breathing.

Each breath was taken with utmost effort to match the rhythm of water breathing, even though the broken sword in his hand was severed.

But with his superb and skillful swordsmanship, he slashed at Lei again and again.

"Water Breathing - Second Form - Waterwheel!"

Mi Douzi's body spun in the air, the broken blade tracing an arc amidst the azure waves, the water's force carrying a sharp power that directly assaulted Lei's body.

She knew very well that only by closing the distance between herself and Lei could she have a chance to deal a serious blow to him.

At this moment, she had mastered the art of water breathing to its fullest extent, the water flowing and changing dynamically with the movement of her sword.

Sometimes it transforms into a sharp blade for a surprise attack, and sometimes it condenses into a water curtain for defense.

Every move was precise and cunning, all aimed at Lei's neck.

He stood there, exhausted, his scarlet eyes filled with extreme excitement.

He stared intently at Midouzi's figure, watching her charge forward with all her might, even though her breathing was unsteady and she was holding a broken sword.

Looking at the unwavering determination in her eyes to protect her family, I trembled all over because of her obsession.

Every swing of Midouzi's sword, every time he gritted his teeth and persevered after being injured, was a sharp blow to the bond he craved.

He burst into laughter, his tone both manic and obsessive.

"Yes! That's it! To fight with all your might for your family, to never give up even when you're covered in wounds—that's the kind of family I want!"

He didn't kill Mi Douzi at all; the silk threads on his fingertips only moved around Mi Douzi's body, avoiding all vital points, yet precisely adding new wounds to her body.

Whenever Mizuko uses her swordsmanship to close the distance, Rui manipulates the silk threads to gracefully retreat, always maintaining an unreachable distance between them.

The sharp threads kept slicing across her limbs and shoulders, staining her clothes with blood. The wounds multiplied, but none of them were fatal.

"Don't hide!"

With a roar, Mi Douzi swung his knife and severed the silk threads that had been binding him.

Water Breathing - Third Form - Flowing Dance is instantly unleashed.

The blade flashed like flowing water, trying to entangle the weary steps.

But as soon as she exerted her strength, a dull pain came from her chest.

Water breathing is ultimately not a breathing method that suits me. Forcing it to the extreme has already put a strain on my body.

His breathing became erratic, and the force of his sword swings weakened, revealing his decline.

Lei keenly sensed her discomfort, but instead of taking the opportunity to attack, he manipulated the silk thread to gently flick it, deflecting the broken knife of the glutton, his tone filled with obsessive seduction.

"You must be tired, you can't keep going! As long as you agree to be my older sister, I'll stop. We can raise your brother together and stay together forever, isn't that good?"

Ni Douzi ignored him, gritted his teeth to steady his breathing, and charged forward again with his sword.

The difficulty breathing made her move slower and slower, and the wounds on her body were constantly draining her strength, making every step extremely difficult.

Meanwhile, the unconscious Tanjiro was trapped in a dreamlike state deep within his consciousness.

In the warm courtyard of the family home, the father was sitting on a bamboo mat weaving a bamboo basket. As his fingers flew, the bamboo strips gradually took shape. He had a gentle smile on his face, but his figure still showed some weakness.

Tanjiro quickly stepped forward, reaching out to take the bamboo strips from his father's hand, his voice full of worry.

"Father, let me perform the dance for Lord Vulcan tonight! Your health is getting weaker and weaker, and you can't overexert yourself."

The father stopped what he was doing, looked up at Tanjiro, and gently stroked the top of his head with a warm yet firm smile.

"Tanjiro is such a good boy. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"But Father's health is getting weaker and weaker!"

Tanjiro's eyes reddened with anxiety, and he gripped his father's sleeve tightly, refusing to let go.

His father gently patted the back of his hand.

"Yes, but every time I dance the Kagura dance, I feel incredibly relaxed, and my body doesn't feel any discomfort. That's the mission that our Kamado family has passed down through generations."

He slowly straightened up, looking solemnly at Tanjiro. The warmth of his palm seeped through his hair, and his words were clear and etched into Tanjiro's heart.

"Tanjiro, never forget the Kagura dance that our Kamado family has inherited. It's a promise we made to Lord Kagami, a promise to protect our Kamado family."

As the words fell, the father's figure gradually became transparent, eventually disappearing completely into the air, and the surroundings instantly fell into boundless darkness.

Tanjiro, now transformed into a demon, stood alone in the darkness, staring blankly in the direction where his father had disappeared, his eyes reddening, yet a tidal wave of emotions raging within him.

He then realized with a start that after becoming a demon, he had completely forgotten the Kagura dance his father had instructed him to perform.

That was the legacy of the Kamado family. He clenched his fists, trembling with excitement. He finally realized what he had forgotten!

Just then, an anxious shout came from behind.

"elder brother!"

Tanjiro turned around abruptly and saw Takeo standing in the darkness, his small face full of anxiety, waving frantically at him.

"Brother, wake up! Sister can't hold on much longer!"

"Beans!"

Tanjiro's heart tightened, and he suddenly woke up from his unconsciousness, his eyes snapping open, his blood-red eyes filled with urgency.

The moment you look at it, you see the beans being pressed down on the ground by countless threads.

Midouzi's broken knife lay to the side, his shoulders and limbs covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in blood, yet he still gritted his teeth and tried to get up, resisting the restraint of exhaustion.

Lei slowly walked up to Midouzi, his eyes filled with obsession and fanaticism. The silk threads around his body tightly bound Midouzi's limbs, making her unable to move.

He slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips trembling, toward Midouzi's cheek, his tone both frantic and cautious.

"Stop resisting, be my older sister. I will treat you and your brother well. We will become the closest family and never be separated!"

Midouzi struggled fiercely, her limbs aching from the silk threads, yet her eyes remained resolute, her face full of resistance.

"Impossible! I will never become your family. This kind of bond you forge through confinement is filthy and laughable! Even if I die, I will not let you have your way!"

She twisted her body desperately, trying to avoid Lei's touch, but the threads were too strong, and she couldn't break free at all. She could only watch helplessly as the hand got closer and closer.

Tired, his gaze grew increasingly obsessive, completely ignoring Mi Douzi's resistance. His fingertips were almost touching her cheek as he murmured incessantly.

"As long as you agree, as long as you agree..."

Just at this critical moment, a blazing, dazzling red-gold blade of light suddenly ripped through the forest, the blade wind carrying immense momentum and scorching heat, striking as fast as lightning!

With a crisp "plop," Lei's hand, which was about to touch the bean, was severed, and black blood gushed out.

"snort!"

He groaned in pain, looking down in disbelief at his bleeding severed arm, his crimson eyes filled with astonishment and rage.

Midouzi also looked up suddenly, her eyes filled with surprise and disbelief, following the glint of the knife.

Not far away, Tanjiro stood steadily, all his wounds having healed on their own.

The demonic body exuded a powerful sense of oppression, the flame demonic mark on its forehead was even more vivid, its blood-red eyes were staring intently at Lei, and it was breathing heavily, its chest heaving violently.

The Blazing Sun Wheel Blade in his hand was now wrapped in a layer of red and gold flames, which were even hotter than the previous Blazing Sun Blade.

"Hinokami Kagura: Dragon with a Solar Halo"