[{"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-32":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},1676066,2141,"Chapter 32 32: The True Hashira","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmly, he reset the rhythm of his Thunder Breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with lightning still dancing across his Nichirin Blade, he surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two long blades collided once more in a fierce burst that split the air like thunder cracking across the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing, Fourth Form: Distant Thunder – Modified Version: Lightning Flash of the Rushing Star!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as their swords met, a burst of electricity surged from Kyūjō's Nichirin Blade and crawled down the twisted metal of Kyokokukamusari—the grotesque Demon Blade gripped by Kokushibō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock hit without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō's pupils contracted sharply, his body freezing for a fraction of a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kyūjō didn't aim for his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demon of Kokushibō's caliber wouldn't be taken down that easily. A single jolt of electricity might disrupt him for a second, maybe two—but it wasn't enough to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the neck—every demon's most guarded weakness—wasn't something you could reach without the perfect setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That jolt was just the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his right hand, Kyūjō deflected Kyokokukamusari—and with the speed of a lightning strike, his left hand reached for the second blade at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zetsuaku—the heirloom of his bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blade of Justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, it was drawn—and wrapped in searing blue lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing, Eighth Form: Sword of the Thunder God!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With all his might, Kyūjō plunged the blade straight into Kokushibō's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pierced through, clean, erupting from the demon's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A high-voltage current surged through the demon's lungs and tore through his nervous system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō, who had just begun recovering from the earlier paralysis, froze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His keen gaze dulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That second lightning-charged blade didn't just paralyze him—it was aiming for something far more precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō was targeting the lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't just trying to deal damage—he was cutting off the demon's Moon Breathing at the source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō tried to yank the blade from his chest—but Kyūjō didn't give him even a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strike after strike poured out like a furious thunderstorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed in, relentlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing – Sixth Form: Rumble and Flash – Modified Version: Lightning Rampage!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō spun his Nichirin Blade in a wild arc, power coursing through the metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous shockwave exploded outward—blasting apart Kyokokukamusari in Kokushibō's hands!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that single instant, the demon's defenses crumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō drew a long breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest expanded as he sheathed his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—he unleashed it in a lightning-fast slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing – First Form: Thunderclap and Flash – Modified Version: Swallow Reversal Slash!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got you,\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the voice that answered…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…came from Kokushibō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Caught me, have you?\" the demon murmured—his tone calm, yet strangely pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without warning—Zetsuaku, still embedded in his chest, shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragments exploded outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted, evading the scattered shards midair—but even as he did, his sword kept slicing toward Kokushibō's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was committed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyokokukamusari was back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fully regenerated. Whole. As if it had never broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kokushibō's stance was already shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moon Breathing – Sixteenth Form: Moonbow, Half Moon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon didn't dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung upward from below, launching a counterattack that aimed to trade his life for Kyūjō's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching that madness unfold, Kyūjō sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That damned sword… regenerates too fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kokushibō's body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was just too tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Kyūjō couldn't sever his head in a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he were to sacrifice his life… he wouldn't make it in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Used the last of his strength to block the demon's incoming blow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact blasted him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain exploded in his gut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He skidded across the battlefield, a massive gash now carved across his abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His momentum finally halted, Kyūjō gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought I had a chance…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the truth was brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kokushibō might've lost access to Moon Breathing for now,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but the power of his demonic blood still gave him unnatural strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strength enough to break through Kyūjō's final strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And crush him in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah… haah…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō gasped for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light in his eyes was dimming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed his hand to his stomach, holding back the torn muscle—keeping his insides from spilling out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tightening his grip, he forced the bleeding to slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind refused to shut down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his face… remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his sword once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from him, Kokushibō watched in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with solemn respect—he nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…In more than three centuries, you are the first to push me this far.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A swordsman like you… has every right to be proud.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then Kokushibō moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moon Breathing – First Form: Dark Moon, Evening Palace!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moon Breathing – Third Form: Loathsome Moon, Chains!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moon Breathing – Tenth Form: Drilling Slashes, Moon Through Bamboo Leaves!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moon Breathing – Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe, Tenman Crescent Moon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blade spun in brutal arcs—carving glowing half-moons through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An illusion of death, a whirlwind of slashes, a storm of blades aimed to consume Kyūjō whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-hah…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still wheezing, Kyūjō kept his breathing rhythm intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every ounce of remaining power was channeled into maintaining his Thunder Breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his body was failing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gaping wound, his speed dropped sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon's slashes found him again and again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wounds tore open across his chest, shoulders, and back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kyūjō didn't fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing death, head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like… this is it for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wonder if I'll get another chance at reincarnation…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts wandered, flashing through memories of everything he'd done in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I changed a lot of things… but did it really shift the fate of this world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does any of it still matter… now that I'm out of moves?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came another thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why is it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That humans, in this world—beings so much weaker than demons in every way—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>still managed to defeat them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power. Speed. Regeneration. Immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans had none of those advantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Slayers still fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without arms or legs. Even at death's door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They raised their swords and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This battle… had never been just about physical strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a war of wills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demons may have power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But humans… had something deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unyielding will to never stop fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō tightened his grip on his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Thunder Hashira—the strongest of them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What right did he have to give up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he still drew breath—he hadn't lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Breathing – Third Form: Thunder Swarm – Modified Version: Sky-Slashing Lightning Blast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning erupted once again, surging in time with his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so—Tachibana Kyūjō,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The True Hashira—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—struck back.\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>",1201,"2026-06-06T13:14:23.720Z",1,"novelbin.me","56c20fb458f589072a793c50eed2c7dbb8e8e713d1234f36e357e543f69a27a1","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-33","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-31",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]