When he reappeared, he was already between Akaza and Doma!
Chu Yang pressed down on Doma with one hand and Akaza with the other, smashing them hard into the ground.
Rumble—!!
The earth cracked, tearing open a chasm that swallowed the two demons.
Akaza, who had been spouting arrogant words moments ago, was completely suppressed by a terrifying force. He was indignant, gripping Chu Yang's forearm with both hands, veins bulging all over his body as he exerted all his strength.
But the hand pressing down on his head didn't budge.
Only then did Akaza realize the true extent of the power gap between them…
"This is impossible!" Akaza stared at Chu Yang maniacally, unsure if it was anger or fear, or perhaps overexertion, but his body began to tremble noticeably. "Humans absolutely cannot possess this level of power!"
"Is that so?" Chu Yang replied indifferently, increasing the pressure in his hand, forcing Akaza's head into the ground.
Doma on the other side was also resisting, attempting to freeze Chu Yang's arm.
However, the abnormally high temperature emanating from Chu Yang instantly melted the ice.
That high temperature continuously scorched Doma's skin, causing unbearable pain. Doma began to emit chilling screams.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
At this moment, he suddenly recalled a terrifying torture method from an ancient Eastern country.
The Cannon Burning Torture!
Chu Yang's palm was like a red-hot iron block, pressed firmly against Doma's face. If this continued, Doma felt his face would be directly melted.
"Damn it!"
Akaza had never experienced such humiliation in all these years.
To be pressed into the ground by someone, unable to even retaliate in the slightest.
"If you two are only at this level, then today, two of the Twelve Demon Moons are destined to be gone!"
Chu Yang's powerful declaration echoed in Kanae's ears, leaving her with only one expression: shock.
"Are Upper Moons such weak demons?"
Kanae couldn't help but entertain such a thought, but Doma's terrifying strength from before quickly dispelled such a ridiculous idea. If not for Chu Yang, she would have been injured long ago!
"It's not that they are too weak; it's that guy who is too strong…" Kanae watched Chu Yang, who could suppress two Upper Moon demons by himself, with a complex expression. Chu Yang's power even made her waver.
Could this guy really not be human?
"No, he wouldn't be. If he were a demon, how could he move in the sunlight?" Kanae desperately shook her head. With her temperament, she would never normally be so lost in thought on a battlefield, but everything before her was simply too unbelievable.
Even though it was deep night, Chu Yang was like a small sun, radiating dazzling light!
Dispelling the surrounding darkness and bringing comforting warmth.
However, this warmth, when it fell upon Akaza and Doma, was excruciating pain, causing both of them to recall, in unison, the first time they were exposed to sunlight.
That searing heat etched into their souls was still fresh in their memories.
Their intuition told them that if they continued to be suppressed by the flames emanating from Chu Yang, they would eventually be burned alive!
The desire to survive greatly stimulated their potential, causing Doma and Akaza to simultaneously erupt with extremely powerful forces, subtly showing signs of shaking Chu Yang.
The will to survive, besides blood, is the core driving force for demons to continuously evolve. A strong will can help them reconstruct injured bodies, breaking through the flaws and limits of demons.
"Destructive Kill: Chaotic Style!"
Akaza spread his fists, no longer simply defending, and actively launched an attack on Chu Yang, counterattacking with the mindset of trading his life for an injury, even if his head was crushed by Chu Yang.
But Doma clearly didn't have that resolve. The terrifying force constantly enveloping his face made him dare not go all out. He waited silently, hoping Akaza's outburst would expose a weakness in Chu Yang.
If he gave up resisting and fought back like Akaza, his head would be crushed by Chu Yang the next second.
Akaza's fists were too fast for the naked eye to see. Blurry fist shadows, like meteors streaking across the night, accurately landed on Chu Yang's chest.
Normally, let alone a human, even any demon among the Twelve Demon Moons would be unable to withstand such a fierce attack head-on.
But Chu Yang was like a great Buddha sitting in the human world.
He remained motionless in the face of the storm-like attack.
When the fists landed on him, only the sound of metal striking stone continuously rang out.
Clang, clang, clang~~~
Chu Yang's lips curved slightly upwards.
His Armament Haki, even when only covering his upper body, was extremely hard. With Akaza's strength, it was impossible to break through. Only Kibutsuji Muzan himself entering the fray would offer some hope.
Doma, witnessing everything, fell into extreme shock. Watching the scene from a third-person perspective was truly terrifying for a demon.
He even began to doubt if he could truly survive under this man's hands?
Akaza also showed despair.
Why could this man withstand all his attacks with his bare body?
Is he really invulnerable? Does such a person truly exist in the world?
This is impossible!
Even Kibutsuji Muzan, I am confident I can injure him!
Demons are the greatest life forms, the highest level of evolution, and the only chosen ones!
Humans are merely eliminated ants!
Akaza, in his frenzy, had crimson eyes, his expression becoming increasingly fierce and distorted. His fighting spirit burned like raging flames, actually, to some extent, blocking the light like the sun.
A glint flashed in Doma's eyes. He saw a glimmer of hope!
Finally, he made up his mind to fight for his life alongside Akaza.
The air temperature suddenly dropped, and even the ground behind Doma condensed a thick layer of frost.
"You two are really troublesome. If you just accept your fate, you'll suffer less pain." Chu Yang felt this sentence was a bit off, then shook his head and said, "You need to be punished, otherwise, those lives that died in vain would be too pitiful."
"Don't talk to me in that condescending tone. Do you think you are Kibutsuji Muzan?" Akaza completely erupted, actually resisting the terrifying pressure on him and slowly standing up, gradually presenting an aura of equally matched opposition with Chu Yang.
Chu Yang couldn't help but show an appreciative expression. As a warrior, Akaza was perfect. His fighting spirit and will were both superior. Among the Twelve Demon Moons, only he and the first-ranked Kokushibo could be called strong.
Doma, who had been tormented, took the opportunity to escape Chu Yang's clutches, retreating to a safe distance with lingering fear. The idea of ambushing Chu Yang with Akaza gradually dissipated again. He wanted to escape but hesitated, caught in a dilemma.
At this moment, his injuries showed no signs of improving, and his once handsome face hung around his neck like a torn rag.
This feeling was truly identical to being severely burned by the sun!
"This guy's Breathing Style is problematic."
Realizing this, a scene he had never seen before suddenly flashed in Doma's mind.
In the image, a man stood before him, wearing a red haori, with red sun earrings, and red-black hair. That man stood in the darkness, staring at him indifferently!
Fear deeply hidden in his cells suddenly erupted!
Doma suddenly realized that this wasn't his memory, but…
Kibutsuji Muzan's memory!
What kind of man could force Kibutsuji Muzan into such a desperate situation?
When this question appeared in his mind, Doma subconsciously looked at Chu Yang, his expression astonished.
Wasn't this the man before him?
At the same time, Akaza was fighting a bloody battle. The blood he shed stained the entire street. In contrast, Chu Yang was spotless, not at all looking like he was in a major battle.
No matter if Chu Yang broke his arm or his leg, Akaza could recover from his injuries in a few breaths. But seeing that his attacks couldn't even damage the opponent's clothes, the strong-willed Akaza still felt a sense of powerlessness.
At this moment, Kanae, who was watching from the side, noticed the fatigue flashing across Akaza's face and felt a surge of satisfaction, laughing heartily: "Feeling despair, aren't you? Now it's finally your turn, you monsters, to experience such despair!"
"But your despair can't even compare to the despair ordinary people feel when they encounter demons, or the despair most Demon Slayer Corps members feel when fighting you!"
"Feel it well! Go to hell with this despair!!!"
Kanae's voice was very harsh, igniting Akaza's fury and his remaining courage. He resolutely launched his final full-power attack.
"Destructive Kill: Final Style!"
Akaza's fighting spirit transformed into a sky full of compass needles, showering down on Chu Yang like a torrential rain!
Chu Yang slowly walked towards Akaza. With every step, the surroundings were subjected to the needle rain, floor tiles shattered, becoming ruins in the blink of an eye.
When Chu Yang stood before Akaza, completely unharmed, Doma's psychological defense completely collapsed. Apart from escaping, he had no other thoughts.
This demon, who sat high in the second position of the Upper Moons, finally experienced the feeling of being an ant.
"Akaza, you will sleep well here. I will report your bravery to Kibutsuji Muzan."
Seeming to feel apologetic, Doma muttered as he left.
But a gust of wind blew some flower petals, which landed right in front of him.
Doma's expression stiffened.
He looked up and saw Kanae's smiling face, with a hint of mockery.
"I won't let you leave here." Kanae's tone was firm and resolute, filled with the hatred accumulated over the years for demons.
Doma was furious. Who did these nobodies think they were, daring to stop him?
He scowled, a cruel smile on his face, "Who do you think you are? He can kill us, but that doesn't mean you can too."
"It's fine. Once he kills that demon, it will be your turn immediately." Kanae said indifferently, "The worst-case scenario is I die by your hand. As long as you don't get a chance to escape, I don't care."
Doma took a deep breath. This woman in front of him had already prepared for the worst, so he definitely wouldn't be able to escape easily.
…
Akaza stared blankly at Chu Yang. He was only a step away, but this man before him was like a deity seated among the clouds, making one instinctively want to look up.
However, Akaza had his own deity he believed in, so Chu Yang's appearance severely shook his beliefs.
For a warrior, a shaken belief is more severe than physical injury; it is an unrecoverable wound.
"Why are you so strong?"
Akaza asked his question again, but what he was questioning was the firm belief he had always held.