Ascending the Throne from the Pillar of Destruction

Splish! The Upper Moons, still savoring the lingering taste of blood, instantly paled.

Their bodies underwent uncontrolled changes, their skin cracking all over. Their hearts, especially, pounded like pumps.

Threads of crimson blood flowed from inside and out.

The blood didn't wash away with the rain and fall to the ground.

It seemed to possess its own life and consciousness, like tiny blood-colored snakes, rapidly intertwining and transforming.

In just a few breaths, a large, sea-bowl-thick blood-colored Demonic Hand bloomed from the Upper Moons' chest area, devouring all the bone and flesh, then attacked the original host.

"Master!"

Hantengu was startled.

He was already severely injured from the Stone Pillar's attack and hadn't fully recovered. The bloodline Demonic Hand emerging from his flesh further weakened his body by a third. He was powerless to resist the bloodline Demonic Hand's assault.

In an instant, the bloodline Demonic Hand that had grown from his heart rose high, then violently opened and fiercely clamped onto Hantengu's head.

Several long, thick Demonic Fingers, like iron fibers, directly broke through the hard skull and burrowed deep into his brain.

Hantengu immediately clutched his head and thrashed wildly. With a foreign object churning inside him, even his Blood Demon Art was difficult to unleash.

*Clang!* Blade light, like a surging tide, slashed out, ruthlessly and mercilessly severing Hantengu's head.

His body stiffened abruptly, then quickly turned to dust, whether it dissipated into the air or was dissolved by the rain and washed away into an unknown corner.

In other directions, the other Upper Moons were struggling fiercely with the bloodline Demonic Hands that had grown from their respective hearts.

This arm originated from themselves, taken from their surging blood-filled hearts, and its position was so close. The attack was fierce and sharp, suppressing their main bodies.

Kokushibo tilted his head to avoid a punch, and the Demonic Hand immediately flexibly backhanded, clawing towards the back of his head.

Crack! The grotesque Demon Blade slashed upwards from behind, blocking the Demonic Hand.

When the two collided, the Demonic Hand was no match for the sharpness. The entire palm was instantly severed, leaving only a bare wrist.

But before Kokushibo could show any joy, his body's regenerative ability kicked in. The flesh on his wrist began to rapidly squirm, bone thickening, and the Demonic Hand, with fingers sharp as awls, condensed inch by inch, then attacked again, refusing to give up.

"Muzan Kibutsuji!"

"Why would you do this!"

In his urgency, Kokushibo shouted Hongyue's original name.

That Demonic Hand was a part of his body, infinitely consuming itself for regeneration. It was impossible to cut off.

The day they chose to become demons, they were destined to be controlled by someone else. No matter how strong they became, their life and death were at the Demon King's whim.

However, Kokushibo was extremely puzzled.

Based on his understanding, Muzan Kibutsuji shouldn't attack the Upper Moons like this. Moreover, he had saved Muzan Kibutsuji in the past. Remembering this favor, Muzan Kibutsuji had always been very lenient towards him. How could he possibly attack him? However, Kokushibo didn't know that the Demon King before him at this moment was no longer simply Muzan Kibutsuji. His temperament had long since changed drastically; it was just that he hadn't shown it in the past, and they themselves were unaware.

Hongyue remained silent, ignoring the Upper Moons' pleas.

Not just the Upper Moons, but all Demons still alive at the scene had the deep-seated bloodlines within them triggered, attacking their main bodies in the form of Demonic Hands.

Meanwhile, Kurozawa's body twisted and turned, moving through the Demons like a fleeting shadow.

Three minutes passed.

Only three struggling Upper Moons remained at the scene.

Afterward, Kurozawa gained around two hundred and sixty-three Potential Points. He now had three hundred and forty Potential Points left, which would be enough to perfect his Demonic Body and be completely unafraid of sunlight damage from now on.

"Give up your futile resistance."

The pitch-black flames on Mingzhou flickered, just like the terrified hearts of the crowd.

Kurozawa closed in on Kokushibo, directly unleashing a sharp Surface Slash.

The max-level Water Breathing Sword Forms seemed to carry the power of nature itself. Kokushibo's pupils constricted.

Moon Breathing, Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe - Tenman Crescent Moon!

Layers of howling blade winds surged from the Demon Blade, nearly filling the surrounding space, leaving no room to spare.

In a trance, a bright full moon seemed to rise from the ground.

At the same time, countless colossal moon blades, about half a meter in diameter, shot out in all directions, slicing through the pouring rain. In the world of torrential downpour, a blank space of blade light appeared around Kokushibo and Kurozawa.

No matter how much Kokushibo struggled, it was ultimately in vain.

The moment he activated his Sword Form, the Demonic Hand was still fiercely attacking, disrupting some of his rhythm.

Kurozawa saw through it instantly, finding the weak point.

It was still the simplest and sharpest First Form, Surface Slash.

Droplets of rain falling from the sky paused for a moment in the air, unaware they had been sliced in half.

Layers of blade winds were still raging, but having lost their master's control, they had lost their accuracy, merely venting their power wildly into the air.

Kokushibo looked up at the sky. His long, grotesque Demon Blade snapped, breaking into pieces.

"Yoriichi... I just wanted to become you..."

Jealousy was Kokushibo's eternal original sin. However, in that instant before death, he seemed to understand Yoriichi Tsugikuni's state of mind back then.

Almost no one knew that Yoriichi Tsugikuni had actually died by Kokushibo's hand.

Three hundred years ago, the elderly man, nearing one hundred years old, stood before Kokushibo, who still appeared young. The two swung their swords at each other.

Even with his vitality weakened to the extreme, Yoriichi Tsugikuni's masterful slashes still sent shivers down Kokushibo's spine. When that one slash came, he thought he was going to die.

But the anticipated slash didn't land. Yoriichi Tsugikuni's aged face showed a compassionate smile: "How pathetic, brother."

After speaking, Yoriichi Tsugikuni's presence instantly vanished, and he died before Kokushibo's eyes.

Kokushibo was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, hatred and a sense of humiliation surged through him simultaneously. Immense rage instantly grew in his heart, and he slashed Yoriichi Tsugikuni's body into two.

Thinking back now, I was just an incompetent brother who envied and was jealous of his younger brother. After a long sigh, Kokushibo sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and then slowly turned to ash and dispersed in the strong wind, leaving behind only a flute that seemed to have weathered many storms.

Potential Points +230.

The Power of Despair had already broken through the 400-point bottleneck and started increasing again when the Stone Pillar was killed. After killing many Demons and Kokushibo, it reached 482 points.

Kurozawa turned and left, instantly rushing towards Doma to kill him.

Doma was skilled in Blood Demon Art, but Blood Demon Art couldn't directly blast him. He was in a very sorry state during the attacks from the demonic hands, nearly having his head held down several times, constantly facing danger.

When he saw Kurozawa's figure, he trembled slightly, then sighed, and stopped resisting.

*Crack!* Upper Moon Two, decapitated.

Potential Points +190, Power of Despair +16.

Before he could engage with Akaza, this third-ranked Upper Moon suddenly had a strong fighting spirit ignite in his Golden Eyes, and then he leaped towards Hongyue to kill her, like a moth drawn to a flame.

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