Everyone present had been watching Sanemi's actions, but the next moment, they all felt a sudden jolt to their spirits. The hair on their bodies stood on end, and a terrifying, dangerous feeling of being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast rose from the bottom of their hearts.
Every one of the Hashira unconsciously placed their hand on the hilt of their Nichirin Sword. This was not an action caused by conscious thought, but one prompted by instinct!
It was as if only with a weapon in hand could they feel a sliver of security deep in their hearts.
Their expressions were all tense, their brows tightly furrowed, and cold sweat continuously seeped from their foreheads. They heavily adjusted their breathing, and just like Sanemi, brought their bodies to the optimal state for battle.
Because they felt the aura of a demon, and this aura was still growing stronger!
Moreover, the auras of all the demons they had ever seen before could not compare to the aura that was suddenly emanating before them now. It was like one was in the heavens, and the other on the earth.
The master of that aura was like the very embodiment of all things ominous and bizarre in the world. The mere assault of the aura made people feel revulsion and nausea.
Gyomei Himejima was the first to move in front of Kagaya, using his body as a shield to protect him.
The other Hashira straightened up, maintaining a stance from which they could draw their swords at any moment, and looked in unison towards the source of the aura.
What they saw was Lexon, who was undergoing some kind of transformation.
"What is that thing? What happened?" Tengen Uzui looked at the changing Lexon with unease and said in astonishment, "He's a demon?!!"
Tengen Uzui was so astonished at this moment that he had even forgotten the word "flamboyant," which was usually on the tip of his tongue.
"I couldn't feel even a trace of an aura before," Mitsuri Kanroji said loudly.
"A demon..." Obanai Iguro stared deadly at the transforming Lexon and spat out a single word with hatred.
Compared to them, the most shocked and doubtful were Kyojuro Rengoku and Giyu Tomioka.
Rengoku had trained with Lexon for over a month, and spent over a month with him, but had not detected the other's "demon" identity in the slightest. The other had never exposed himself at all. But why had he suddenly revealed his identity now? What on earth did that Nezuko mean to him?
Kyojuro Rengoku's brows were tightly locked, and his heart was full of confusion. His gaze was fixed on Lexon as he uttered words of doubt, "You're a demon? Why..."
Although he didn't understand, Rengoku's fighting spirit was still high. 'If he's a demon, I just have to slay him!'
Giyu, on the other hand, was silent, his sharp eyes watching the changing Lexon, his Nichirin Sword already slightly unsheathed.
'Nezuko had maintained her humanity under my own eyes, and she spent two years under Mr. Urokodaki's watch. But Lexon... I don't know him. If he's a demon, why did he hide it for so long?'
Giyu didn't want to think too deeply. He only thought that, at the very least, if the other party truly had ill intentions, he absolutely had to be the first one to kill him with his own hands.
"Lexon..." Shinobu looked at Lexon, her eyes a little complex.
She knew that he could demonize, but the figure and aura she had seen through a screen were completely different from what she was seeing and feeling in reality.
With that gloomy and terrifying demon aura on his body, how could one not think of him as an evil demon?
"Attack! Sanemi!" Obanai suddenly roared. "While he's still changing!"
"Wind Breathing, Ninth Form: Idaten Typhoon!"
Before Obanai could finish the second half of his sentence, Sanemi was already preparing to swing the Nichirin Sword in his hand, using his breathing technique to the maximum, mobilizing the greatest strength of his limbs, intending to unleash his most powerful killing move.
But the next moment, Sanemi found that his sword was stuck in mid-air, and it wouldn't come down no matter how much force he used.
"Why won't it swing down..."
He roared in anger.
"Serpent Breathing, Fourth Form: Winding Serpent Slash!" Obanai's figure, after a sudden advance, appeared abruptly behind Lexon. His purple, snake-shaped, double-edged Nichirin Sword cut a winding path as it struck towards Lexon.
But his Nichirin Sword, just like Sanemi's, suddenly stopped in mid-air. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swing it down.
"What's going on!" Obanai was even more confused than Sanemi. 'I was clearly attacking from behind him, but why...'
But the next moment, Obanai suddenly saw a gloomy and evil eye vaguely emerge from the folded flesh on Lexon's neck, staring straight at him.
'Could it be this thing...'
He thought.
Between the two attacks, Lexon's transformation was finally complete.
Compared to his previous demonization, there seemed to be new changes now.
His jet-black hair had lengthened to his waist. Within the abyssal pupils beneath his bangs, a ghostly fire seemed to be burning. And within that ghostly fire, an unknown figure was wailing in agony.
If Lexon could see his own eyes, he would surely be able to clearly recognize that figure as Gyokko.
The narrow, blood-red stripes on his cheeks became even more crimson, giving him an even more bizarre feeling.
The folded flesh on his neck sprouted cold and evil eyes, two of which were staring directly at Sanemi and Obanai.
The other eyes wandered and moved continuously in the flesh of his neck, as if searching for something to spy on.
"Don't be afraid," Lexon's demonized voice was no longer hoarse, but instead had a strange, empty feeling.
So empty that it seemed it could pierce through a person's soul.
He wanted to reassure everyone.
But his words clearly did not make the others lower their guard.
"Sanemi! Iguro!" Seeing Sanemi and Obanai frozen in front of Lexon, Tengen Uzui was worried for their safety and shouted anxiously. He drew his twin Nichirin swords from their scabbards, circulated his breathing technique, and charged towards Lexon.
Although they sometimes said the wrong things, the Hashira cared for each other deeply.
After all, they were all like-minded partners who had been together for a long time.
Rengoku, Giyu, and the others instantly followed.
Only Shinobu hesitated where she stood, making no move.
She heard Lexon's words and understood his meaning.
Even though her body still felt uncomfortable due to the aura Lexon was emitting, she had already forced herself to endure it.
"Stop," Kagaya Ubuyashiki said loudly, his voice no longer gentle. "Cough, cough..."
This loud shout seemed to have also triggered Kagaya's illness, causing him to cough violently.
The two daughters at his side hurriedly supported their father.
But even though Kagaya shouted so loudly, his cries were still drowned out by the sounds carried by the various breathing techniques and slashes, having no effect at all.
"Master!"
Gyomei Himejima said worriedly.
Although he was also blind, he could clearly feel everything around him.
He also knew what was happening.
Gyomei Himejima had also wanted to rush forward, but he was currently serving as the Master's guard, so he cut off that thought.
"Quick... quick, Gyomei, make them stop!"
Kagaya's body swayed a little, clearly having received a great shock.
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