[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-30":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676064,2141,"Chapter 30 30: The Rage That Awakens the Demon Slayer Mark","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō gently touched his chin, nodding in quiet satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still processing the power behind the flying slash he had just unleashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using a Nichirin Blade to launch a long-range attack came with both strengths and weaknesses when compared to using one's fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main advantage was the blade itself—slim, razor-sharp, and able to concentrate energy into a single edge. When done right, its destructive force could surpass even a direct punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unlike fists, the sword wasn't part of the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Controlling it to release a flying slash required precision, timing, and total mastery. It was far more complex than Akaza's Formless Style, which let him throw punches like bullets with no wind-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why Kyūjō's slash, for all its power, still had a slight delay—just enough of a gap to become a fatal weakness in the hands of a true master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone like… Kokushibō, who now stood not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for demons, there was only one real way to kill them—decapitation by Nichirin Blade. Energy blasts and projectiles were meaningless if they couldn't slice the neck clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō had witnessed countless techniques far beyond the realm of common sense. But even so, this one... made him pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of its raw power—he'd seen stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because of Kyūjō's sheer ability to learn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unnatural. Illogical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He too had mastered the Transparent World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lived for centuries, seen endless combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even he could never copy a technique after watching it just once…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone execute it on the first try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage began to simmer deep within Kokushibō's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He respected Kyūjō's resolve as a swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he despised the terrifying possibility that this human… might one day surpass him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Kyūjō's form, he saw the shadow of a man he could never forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yoriichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His younger brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one person he could never defeat, no matter how many lifetimes passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their difference in strength now was still vast… but talent like that, cursed as it was, just needed time. Given a few more years, Kyūjō could very well reach that same realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Muzan himself came down right now and offered to turn Kyūjō into a demon, Kokushibō would still refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This swordsman… had to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And anyone who dared get in his way—he would cut them down without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Yoriichi's death, Kokushibō's resolve to never lose again had twisted into a maddening obsession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To uphold it, he'd thrown away everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His honor as a samurai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had sacrificed everything just to stay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Kyūjō could feel Kokushibō's killing intent burning behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like standing at the mouth of a volcano—moments before it erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brow twitched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly forced his nerves to calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to think. Only act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Akaza, whose body was slowly regenerating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to end this—now, before things spiraled even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blade slid back into its sheath—but not in the traditional way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, his right hand flipped the hilt in reverse, like he was holding a dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff... hah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold-tinged breath poured from his lungs, spiraling down to his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue and yellow lightning surged across his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—he vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing, Fifth Form: Heat Lightning – Modified!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing, First Form: Thunderclap and Flash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two techniques fused into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A draw slash at impossible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before the blade fully cleared the sheath, it had already turned red-hot—glowing like molten steel, cloaked in roaring thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It flew straight toward Akaza's neck, slicing through his spine like a blade through butter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Akaza's awareness catch up to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the searing heat at his neck—and his body, demon as it was, didn't even have time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No…!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven't reached the pinnacle yet—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't die here! I need to become stronger!! Stronger than this!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That desperate scream—laced with fury and obsession—sparked something inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An evolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His demon body trembled, preparing to transform—his power stretching toward an unknown limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before that change could happen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive surge of killing intent crashed into the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-red. Covered in countless open, blinking eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It slammed into Kyūjō's strike from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So close…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a hair's breadth away…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō had nearly severed Akaza's neck entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akaza had nearly completed his transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kokushibō, without hesitation or shame, had chosen to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō let out a sharp breath. He had known this might happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before he swung, he had calculated that Kokushibō wouldn't let him finish Akaza off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship might not have been friendly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so, demons protected their own when it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō had to try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he succeeded, he might still have a chance—however slim—against Kokushibō alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if Akaza survived… fighting both of them was suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Akaza pretended to value fair duels, Kyūjō had no illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never trusted the honor of a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō's blade bore down with overwhelming pressure, and Kyūjō's balance began to slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched the hilt with both hands and braced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the point where their blades collided—one blazing with crimson fire, the other writhing with blinking demonic eyes—neither man spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heat radiated from Kyūjō's blade like a furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Akaza, still halfway conscious, flinched at the sheer temperature, his eyeballs rolling back from the searing pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō glanced at Kyūjō's blade with a glimmer of admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your sword… for a mere human… is truly exceptional.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the fact that Kyūjō's Nichirin Blade had pierced into Kokushibō's own, the Upper Rank One demon slowly began to push him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bit by bit, Kyūjō's blade was nudged away from Akaza's neck…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until finally—it slipped free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a twist of his body, he kicked off and flipped backward—creating distance once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked on Kokushibō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now filled with something he rarely showed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Why are you pushing me this far?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why can't we just… live in peace?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked, thick with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's breath hitched—and then his rage surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It overflowed, unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes burned like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine… then let's see how you handle this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Demon Slayer Mark—ACTIVATE!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pounded like war drums from within his chest—loud enough to echo in the ears of everyone nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam erupted from his pores. His entire body began to burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He inhaled—long and deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff... hah…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with all his strength, Kyūjō drew in the air, igniting the Thunder Breathing that had become part of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning surged through his lungs—then raced through his veins, his muscles, and up into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glowing marks, shaped like jagged bolts of lightning, bloomed across his forehead and eyes like a shining net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surge. The aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He probably looked insanely cool right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for some reason… it brought him no joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, it looked cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the cost?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years. Dozens of them—gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō had never wanted to awaken the Demon Slayer Mark. Wasn't it nice to live a long life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his previous life, he only made it to twenty-seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now again… was he doomed to die young?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without this Mark, he had zero chance of defeating Kokushibō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still just human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One clean hit—and he was done for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had to activate it eventually…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it was better to do it now, while he could still fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not wait until he collapsed—too broken to even lift his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes lit up like torches in the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolts of lightning sparked across his pupils—like a moving painting. A storm trapped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō watched the transformation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fufufu… hahaha… Hahahahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can feel it—your fury. It's radiating off you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… you already know, don't you? That those who awaken the Demon Slayer Mark don't live past twenty-five.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that case… you understand me, don't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Knowing that fate… wouldn't you rather become a demon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō raised his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was done listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows furrowed. His voice rose in a furious yell as he lunged forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'M YOUR DAD!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"TAKE YOUR DAMN LOGIC AND DIE WITH IT!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon Slayer Mark + Transparent World + Crimson Blade + Protagonist Buff + Main Character Aura…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can Kyūjō actually win this?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This moment marks the turning point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From here on…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's life will never be the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>📚 Want to read more chapters or get early access?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 35+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Get 2 new chapters every day exclusively on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join now and dive deeper into the story—weeks ahead of public release!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you for your amazing support 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1503,"2026-06-06T13:14:23.720Z",1,"novelbin.me","438c4ab81dce6de54e6c37554cd17fa4dde11d47ee8737843a3f0cdf152117e3","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-31","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-29",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]