Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 757 Each in Their Own Dilemma

"Damn it... Is this power boost really just because I drank blood?"

Ichigo gritted his teeth, gripped Tensa Zangetsu tightly with both hands, and turned around rapidly.

He couldn't understand it. He had tasted his aunt's blood before. When he was injured in the past, that strawberry-flavored blood was indeed like a magic potion that could instantly revive him.

I've never heard of anyone becoming this ridiculously strong. The current Kariya, just by standing there, exudes an aura of oppression no less than when he faced a group of captains at Sogyoku Hill. I don't know if it's because his aunt isn't in front of him this time, but this feeling is even stronger than that old man captain of the First Division.

"Are you spacing out, Ichigo Kurosaki?"

The voice of Kariya seemed to explode in his ears.

Before Ichigo could even turn around, his pupils suddenly contracted, leaving him no time to react. He instinctively raised his Zanpakuto to his side.

clang! !

The immense force struck, and Ichigo felt as if his arms had crashed into a speeding Shinkansen bullet train. His hands instantly split open, and blood dripped down the hilt of his black sword. His body skimmed across the ground for over ten meters before finally coming to a stop, smashing a stalagmite that would take two people to encircle.

"Kurosaki-san!" Inoue called out anxiously from afar. Before she could even unfurl her Three-Day Shield, the battlefield had already shifted several times. She simply couldn't keep up with that level of speed.

The difference in combat strength within Ichigo's team is too great.

There are strong fighters like Ichigo and Renji who can go toe-to-toe with the captain, and there are also Inoue and Chad, who are even more difficult to deal with than the vice-captain.

At this moment, Orihime Inoue was unable to even help Ichigo and Kariya in their battle.

Kariya raised his hand, a white, compressed whirlwind swirling in his palm, his tone as cold as ice: "What's wrong? Compared to your Hollowfied state that night, you're so weak now that it's not interesting at all. If this is all the power you have, then you might as well die."

"Stop looking down on me like that!" Ichigo suddenly looked up, a fierce glint in his eyes, and his red and black spiritual pressure erupted instantly, "Getsuga Tenshou!"

The enormous black and red crescent moon roared and swept across, carving a deep valley into the cave floor. However, with a casual wave of his hand, the grayish-white whirlwind transformed into a sharp claw of wind, tearing the Crescent Moon Sky Slash in two.

"What?!" Ichigo was stunned.

The ultimate skill was countered by a basic attack?

"This is really something, Kurosaki Ichigo." Before Ichigo could recover from his shock, Kariya's voice came from beside him, and he appeared next to Ichigo in an instant.

The next moment, Ichigo's body was sent flying backward again.

Kariya retracted his foot expressionlessly: "Looks like I was too cautious. But at this level, there's absolutely no need for that woman's blood..."

"Kurosaki-kun!"

At that moment, Orihime Inoue finally found an opportunity and quickly ran towards the direction where Ichigo had fallen.

She spread out two halos of light with her hands, and two little figures danced before her eyes.

"Shunying, Changpu, Shuangtiangui..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, her steps halted, and the tension and worry on her face gradually turned into confusion.

"Kurosaki... classmate?"

Ichigo staggered to his feet from the ruins, blood dripping from his jaw, his head bowed, making it impossible to read his expression.

"Ok?"

Kariya was the first to react, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This guy……

"Hahaha~"

Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly raised his head, revealing that he was now wearing the Hollowfied mask with its red, white, and black stripes. The whites of his eyes were jet black, and his golden pupils appeared even more manic. He was emitting manic, exaggerated laughter.

Inoue's face paled, and he instinctively clenched his fists: "Kurosaki-kun?"

Kurosaki Ichigo, or rather, the body currently controlled by White Ichigo.

Perhaps hearing Inoue's shouts, his maniacal laughter stopped, and he slowly lowered his head, his golden eyes suddenly fixing on Inoue.

At that moment, Inoue felt as if he were being watched by a wild beast.

Fortunately, Ichigo didn't seem interested in her at the moment, and quickly looked away, focusing his gaze on Kariya in the distance.

Kariya also grinned, a satisfied smile playing on his lips: "Very good, very good..."

That's the attitude!

Let him see it again...

Before his smile could fade, Ichigo's figure had already swept past Orihime Inoue and arrived in front of Kariya, his Zanpakuto rising from the ground.

Although Kariya instinctively leaned back, the blade still grazed his shoulder, leaving a long gash.

Kariya God retreated rapidly, clutching his shoulder with one hand, but his smile remained unchanged: "Interesting, very interesting."

This guy, whether in terms of strength or the way he swings his sword, far surpasses Ichigo Kurosaki in his normal state.

The sword strike was swift and decisive, clearly intended to kill the man with a single, decisive blow.

He is completely different from Ichigo Kurosaki in his normal state.

This is actually a major problem for Ichigo right now. After all, he is not a Shinigami who is used to fighting, but an ordinary high school student who has lived in the human world for more than ten years.

You can ask an ordinary high school student to pick up a big sword and hack and slash at a monster with all their might, no problem.

But if we let him go all out and kill people, then there's a big problem.

The sensation of a blade striking a person is completely different from the sensation of striking a phantom.

With each strike, Ichigo subconsciously reduces the force of his attacks without his knowledge.

In contrast, the ethereal state at this moment is completely different; every strike carries absolute killing intent.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cave.

Renji and Rangiku's group found themselves in a frustrating predicament.

From the shadows on the ground, strangely shaped weapons rose up and launched an attack on the group.

Everyone knew that even if they could deal with these weapons, they wouldn't be able to win; they had to find a way to take down the person behind the scenes.

Forget about defeating the mastermind; they're even having trouble getting away now.

These weapon puppets aren't particularly powerful, but because they have overhead lights and shadows everywhere around their feet, they can easily dive down or emerge from corners, making them difficult to defend against.

The group did consider using their hands to attack the eyeballs above, but there were simply too many of them to eliminate them all at once.

Killing some of them is futile, as the numerical advantage will quickly make up for the missing ones.

“This can’t go on.” Rangiku gripped the hilt of her sword, the blade already shrouded in a gray mist that drifted away. Her hair was slightly disheveled as she spoke to Renji, “We’ll hold things together here. Go find the person behind it all.”

Rukia's power is probably insufficient to deal with the person behind the scenes, and she is unaware of Yoshino's strength, and her abilities are well-suited for large-scale battles here.

On the other hand, Renji's abilities are certainly suitable, but they are still far inferior to their attack methods.

Moreover, with his strength, he could easily defeat his opponent even if they faced off.

Renji understood this as well and nodded slightly: "Then be careful."

"Yes, we'll find a way to hold on."

After Renji leaves, they will inevitably fall into an even more disadvantageous situation, but there is nothing that can be done about it.

Staying here might not even be of any use.

He hissed, "Cover me!"

"Roar, Zabimaru!"

He swung his Zanpakuto at the weapons piled up in front of him, which resembled spears and scythes, shattering the two giant weapons. With a quick step, he seized the opportunity to escape through the gap.

With Renji gone, someone else will have to fill his place.

However, Rukia's power was not enough to support Renji's absence, and Rangiku and Yoshino were also struggling due to the infinite regeneration of these dolls.

Just as the group of weapon puppets were pressing them harder and harder, and they were about to have no way out.

"drink!"

A torrent of blue spiritual energy burst forth from the darkness in the distance, like a giant energy cannon, crushing the illuminated eyeball in the sky.

Rukia turned her head and saw that Chad's right arm had become the right arm of a Titan, and was now emitting wisps of white smoke.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Well done, Chadu!"

Their advantage in numbers was not significant in itself, and they suffered heavy losses under Chad's attack.

Chad's arrival opened a gap for everyone, and Rangiku quickly led the two of them to join Chad.

They had just come together when the rustling sound came from the sky again.

"It's endless."

Fangye frowned, flicked his fingers, and Gate rose into the air, slowly conjuring a giant fireball with both hands, which he then threw at the eyeball.

Her attacks were very effective against these eyeballs, but she couldn't unleash them because she couldn't escape from the weapon puppets' grasp. Now that Chad has helped them open the gap, they naturally have room to maneuver.

However, as she attacked the eyeballs, the weapon dolls were reborn around them by the firelight.

……

The dense forest outside the mansion.

"Bloom, vine peacock!"

Ayasegawa Yumiko's scythe-shaped Zanpakuto clashed violently with Ichinose Masaki's Rainbow Mist.

"What's wrong, Yumichika? Is this all you've got?"

Ichinose Masaki was somewhat disappointed. Thinking back to those days, Yumichika and Madarame Ikkaku were no weaker than him.

No, it's him who has become stronger.

Yumichika took a step back, wiped the blood from his face, and sneered, "That's really not elegant at all."

"Can elegance save your life?" Ichinose Masaki's eyes turned cold, and a dazzling light burst forth from the rainbow.

In that instant, the surrounding forest seemed to have been forcibly stripped of its color, leaving only a blinding white light. Yumichika had no choice but to retreat repeatedly using Instant Step, but the rainbow light clung to him like a persistent, vengeful insect.

……

In the back garden, Soi Fon's situation was the most precarious.

As the captain of the covert task force, the word "disadvantage" is rarely in her vocabulary.

But now, she is facing Sawatari, who has rejuvenated, and his giant whale doll.

Under the enhancement of Yuko's blood, not only did that old guy's strength increase, but the puppet itself also became more powerful.

Soi Fon's figure left a trail of afterimages in the air as she tried to tap Sawatari's chest with the swan-bumblebee in her hand.

With just two strikes, no matter how much stronger the opponent becomes, they will inevitably die.

Just as the wasp was about to touch him, a strange smile appeared on Sawatari's lips.

"You're too slow, Captain."

hum!

The space in front of Soi Fon suddenly collapsed, and the enormous head of the whale slammed out.

Soi Fon remained calm and composed. With her toes barely touching the air, she leaped upwards, her body spinning as she thrust the swan-bumblebee in her hand at the giant whale.

Having suffered repeated losses from the giant whale's spatial abilities, Soi Fon had already come up with a plan.

Since there's no way to get past the puppets and kill the controller, then use your abilities to take care of the puppets first.

however……

Just as the wasp's stinger was about to pierce the whale, Soi Fon missed its target.

The giant whale plunged straight into the void and vanished without a trace.

Its enormous size meant it could be pierced even with one's eyes closed, yet its strange spatial abilities left the agile Soi Fon helpless for a moment.

Boom! !

With a whooshing sound from behind, a whale tail slammed into her, and Soi Fon was like a shooting star, slammed hard into the wall of the mansion next to her. The entire row of stone walls collapsed with a roar, burying her in the rubble.

"Huh...huh..."

The rubble trembled, and Soi Fon struggled to crawl out from among the stones, her left arm hanging limply at her side, clearly dislocated. Her usually stern face was covered in dust, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth onto her clothes.

……

In the hall, Kira Izuru and Hisagi Shuhei were beaten so badly they lost all their temper.

Koga Takeshi's doll, Dalku, has now been completely transformed into a mobile heavy fortress.

"Wabisuke!" Kira Izuru rushed forward desperately, slashing several times at Dalku's iron leg.

Kira's Zanpakuto ability is to make the things it cuts heavier.

Each strike doubles the mass of the object.

Logically, Dalku's weight should have increased dozens of times by now, making it impossible for him to move.

But in reality, Darku merely glanced at Kira with disdain, then with a sudden sweep of his thick mechanical leg, carrying overwhelming force, he sent Kira flying like a football.

"Why...why can she still move so fast!" Kira crashed into the pillar and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"That's because I've completely stripped you of your abilities."

Darku laughed, and the spot where Kira had just slashed her leg turned into a pool of molten iron, which fell from her body and crushed the floor.

Kira's pupils constricted slightly.

This guy... is so smart.

They actually separated the spot he was about to hit beforehand!

Xiu Bing's expression was also somewhat grim: "Damn it, we can't get close at all."

The power of this puppet far exceeded their expectations.

Let alone defeating that man, there's no way to even get past this puppet.

This guy easily blocked an attack from one person; if it weren't for two people, he probably wouldn't have lasted more than a few moves.

“How pathetic, you Grim Reapers.” Koga stood on high, looking down at the two men panting heavily in the hall. “If this is all you’ve got, then go to hell and repent.”