Chapter 268: Blade of Demon Destruction!

"A world like this should be able to produce some players with firm wills."

Fang Yi withdrew his gaze.

Claymores longing to kill Yoma, Yoma wanting to overthrow the Organization, and commoners hoping for the Dawn amidst despair—all are seedlings capable of nurturing a resilient will.

He turned his gaze to another world.

The same Eye of Destiny surveyed the state of the entire world without the slightest concealment.

Throughout the entire world,

everyone, without needing to look up, could feel the aura emanating from the sky—ineffable, unfathomable, and incomprehensible.

"Cough, cough... What is going on?!"

Inside a bustling town,

the streets were filled with passersby standing frozen in place, looking up in suspicion and fear; they could only see eyes like the sun after being rendered by golden light.

This scene, which was like a miracle from God,

had already caused many to kneel on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

A young boy with meticulously groomed hair, dressed in a Taisho-style Western suit, dropped the kerosene lamp he was holding to the ground.

The flames ignited the books in the pharmacy, which recorded the uses and growth locations of various medicinal herbs.

But he did not care in the slightest,

only feeling the hair on his body stand on end, as if all his secrets had been seen through in an instant.

For a moment,

he even wanted to burrow directly into the bottomless earth and never appear again.

"Who exactly is it?"

The Demon King, who was hiding in the pharmacy disguised as a child to study pharmacology, broke out in a cold sweat, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

This feeling,

he had not experienced for many years; the last time was when he was almost killed by the damned Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Hibernation, he must continue to hibernate!

"Jun Guo, are you alright?"

Seeing the raging fire inside the room, the pharmacy owner rushed in, grabbed his son who was standing there in a daze, and patted out the flames.

"Get lost!"

The Demon King revealed a ferocious appearance and lightly swiped his finger; the pharmacy owner's head fell to the ground.

He had disguised himself as the pharmacy owner's son precisely to research a drug to overcome the sun.

But now, it was clearly not suitable to continue the research.

He quickly chiseled through the basement door and, following a secret passage prepared long ago, rapidly burrowed into the darkness.

Before figuring out what the sun that suddenly appeared in the sky and this faint sense of being watched were,

he would absolutely not appear again.

Even if it meant hibernating for another hundred years!

This was the advantage of being the Demon King; no matter what, only he was the perfect immortal existence, unaffected by lifespan.

In the dense forests of the mountains, wisteria flowers bloomed as far as the eye could see.

It is rumored

that whenever night falls, man-eating demons appear.

And because wisteria flowers are flowers that can restrain demons, one could often see the shadow of wisteria in the Demon Slayer Continent.

Mountains like this, covered in wisteria as far as the eye could see, were not rare.

But this mountain was different.

The Swordsmen who could hunt man-eating demons, the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps, were hidden in the deepest part of this mountain.

Inside an ancient residence,

a man lying on a bed, plagued by illness and with a face full of hideous scars,

struggled to stand up, walked to the center of the courtyard, and looked up at the golden light like a sun that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Is it some kind of spectacle like a solar eclipse? It really is magnificent."

"Cough, cough... If only it were a real sun; if that were the case, there would be no more night, and humans would not be eaten by demons because they fell into darkness."

The man with the hideous scars on his face looked like a terrifying demon,

but his voice was unexpectedly gentle and warm.

His name was Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the current Leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, an Organization that had been fighting against man-eating demons for thousands of years.

Nowadays,

he was terminally ill and would soon face death.

The twins, with short white hair and wearing kimonos printed with bright flowers, looked at their father standing in the center of the courtyard with worry.

The two hurried over, wanting to help Yaozai back to his bed.

"Don't worry, I am fine."

Kagaya Ubuyashiki narrowed his eyes; even though he was weak all over and constantly tormented by pain, he never showed any impatience.

If it were anyone else,

being tormented by illness year after year like this, even the gentlest temperament would become moody and perverse.

But he remained as gentle as ever.

Because he knew

that the difficulties and pain faced by those children of the Demon Slayer Corps were far greater than his own.

Able to stay safely within the residence, what right did he have to complain?

Just as he was about to turn around,

he suddenly discovered a piece of pure black cardstock stuck in the gaps between the gravel covering the courtyard.

His gaze froze abruptly.

Although he did not know why a black piece of paper would suddenly appear in the clean courtyard,

he had no time to concern himself with such things,

because inexplicably,

a very strange feeling welled up in Yaozai's heart; it was as if this black paper possessed a very special attraction.

It was constantly drawing him to pick it up.

"Ri Xiang, the wisteria flowers haven't withered, have they?"

Kagaya Ubuyashiki suddenly asked.

"No, Father."

The two twins hurriedly ran out of the courtyard, and after seeing the wisteria flowers blooming vigorously nearby, they breathed a sigh of relief.

They did not understand why Father had suddenly asked this.

"That is good."

Yaozai felt strange.

This kind of situation, capable of disturbing one's mind, could only be achieved by those demons who had mastered Blood Demon Art.

But the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps had been hidden for nearly a thousand years and could not be discovered by Kibutsuji Muzan; there was no possibility of it being exposed even now.

Then what exactly was going on?

Yaozai thought for a moment, crouched down, and picked up that strange black piece of paper.

【Invitation Letter from the Game Merchant】

Function: Become a player of the Samsara Game.

Note: Players who participate in the Samsara Game will have the opportunity to change their fate and realize their wishes; whether it is resurrecting the dead, wealth that rivals nations, the power to sweep across the world, or eternal life, all are prizes of this game.

"This is..."

Kagaya Ubuyashiki's eyes widened suddenly,

and due to the emotional fluctuation, he coughed incessantly, crimson blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

"Father!"

The black-and-white-haired twins were instantly anxious; Ri Xiang hurriedly ran out of the residence to find medicine in the building where the Demon Slayer Corps researched drugs.

Chu Yi, meanwhile, hurriedly ran to her father's side, carefully supporting him.

"What an unbelievable Invitation Letter."

As the Leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, Yaozai did not use it rashly, but instead summoned his son.

Very soon,

his young eldest son arrived at the residence, and after hearing his father's explanation, he said excitedly: "Father, how could such a thing be possible? It is very likely a conspiracy by Kibutsuji Muzan!"

As a family that had fought against demons for thousands of years,

even a young child was very clear about the abilities of demons.

Perhaps it was some extremely special Blood Demon Art; as long as Father used this Invitation Letter, he would be killed by the Blood Demon Art.

"Riya, destroying Kibutsuji Muzan is the destiny of our Ubuyashiki Family."

Yaozai's mind was very clear, and he said: "Although I do not rule out the possibility that this Invitation Letter is a Blood Demon Art,"

"but, the Golden Sun just appeared in the sky, and this Invitation Letter appeared at the same time; it is very likely a gift from a God. If I miss this, I might miss the opportunity to destroy Kibutsuji Muzan."

"The children of the Demon Slayer Corps can fight demons until the very last moment of their lives; as their Leader, how could I hold them back?"

Yaozai revealed a gentle smile, looked at his son with affection, and said: "I have said everything that needs to be said. If I die, I hope you can lead the Demon Slayer Corps to continue on."

(End of this chapter)