I Became a Demon Sword and Traveled the Anime Worlds

Eleven pitch-black crescents tore through the arena.

Sukuna's Cursed Technique was still burnt out. For the moment, he could not unleash Dismantle or Cleave, so he chose the simplest answer.

He moved.

His figure flickered several times in succession, slipping through the gaps between the crescent slashes with terrifying precision. The black arcs screamed past him, carving deep scars into the arena behind.

Across from him, Tanjiro Kamado gripped Asuramaru with both hands.

Flames burst along the sword.

"Hinokami Kagura: Flash!"

Tanjiro stomped the ground.

The flames around him surged, and his figure shot forward in an instant, leaving only a burning trail behind.

The surprise attack was too fast.

Sukuna had no better option. He raised both arms and reinforced them with Cursed Energy, blocking the strike head-on.

The sword fell.

Sukuna was blasted backward.

While sliding through the air, his eyes swept across his arms.

Deep wounds had been carved into them, cutting all the way to bone.

Yet instead of anger, a wild smile spread across his face.

"If my Cursed Energy output had been even a moment slower, both arms would've been severed."

He laughed, excitement growing sharper in his eyes.

"Yes. This is how it should be!"

Reverse Cursed Technique activated.

His torn arms healed at a visible speed. Sukuna slammed his feet down, stopping his backward momentum.

The moment he raised his head, countless pitch-black slashes were already rushing toward him.

Sukuna crossed his fists to block.

Each slash tore through his reinforced arms and cut into his flesh. Blood and shredded meat scattered through the air, but he did not heal immediately.

He waited.

Waited until Tanjiro charged in again.

Only then did Sukuna's blood-stained face twist into a wicked grin.

His hands formed a seal.

"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine!"

The instant his Cursed Technique burnout ended, he opened his Domain for the second time.

The shrine built from skeletal remains descended behind him once again.

Tanjiro reacted at the same time.

His hands formed the seal.

"Domain Expansion: Ashura Kannon!"

A giant runic sword appeared behind him.

The two Domains collided once more.

Their sure-hit effects clashed violently, beginning the second round of Domain confrontation.

This time, Sukuna immediately established a Binding Vow.

He temporarily abandoned the sure-hit effect and compressed the Domain's range, increasing the power and speed of his slashes as much as possible.

It was a perfect display of ruthless efficiency.

His Domain, which had been at a disadvantage before, changed in quality at once. The number and power of the slashes rose sharply, and every attack was aimed straight at the giant sword behind Tanjiro.

Tanjiro also increased the output of his Domain.

Countless swords struck against the bone shrine. At the same time, Tanjiro gripped Asuramaru with both hands and lowered his stance.

Electric arcs flickered in his eyes.

Golden lightning gathered along the sword, condensing into the shape of a roaring thunder dragon.

"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Honoikazuchi no Kami!"

Tanjiro vanished.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Sukuna, swinging the sword that carried ten thousand thunderclaps.

The lightning dragon roared with the slash.

Even if Sukuna noticed it, it was too late.

He barely raised his left arm and reinforced it with Cursed Energy.

The sword fell.

His left arm was severed instantly.

The slash continued toward his chest.

But that brief obstruction bought Sukuna the time he needed.

He abandoned defense without hesitation and thrust his remaining right hand toward Tanjiro at point-blank range, preparing to unleash Cleave at maximum Cursed Energy output.

His palm passed through empty air.

No contact.

Tanjiro's figure rippled like a bubble.

"An illusion?"

Sukuna's four eyes moved in different directions at once.

"Then the real body is..."

He found him behind.

Tanjiro was still in midair, both hands around Asuramaru. The thunder around him had already transformed into blazing fire.

"Hinokami Kagura: Fake Rainbow, Fire Wheel!"

Tanjiro spun, his entire body turning into a burning wheel.

The sword cut straight toward Sukuna's neck.

There was no room to retreat.

Sukuna immediately opened a mouth on his neck and bit down on the sword.

For a single instant, the mouth held it back.

Then the sword broke through.

But that instant was enough.

Sukuna tilted away from the killing blow.

The edge swept past, cutting away half of his neck.

Sukuna believed he had outmaneuvered Tanjiro and avoided death.

What he did not know was that this had been intentional on Asuramaru's part.

Hope had to be given first.

Only then would despair taste sweeter.

Let him believe he was close.

Let him think, Next time, I will definitely be recognized.

Then, at the moment his confidence reached its peak, tell him that Asuramaru had already recognized someone else.

And not just anyone.

Yuji Itadori.

The brat Sukuna had always looked down on.

The double humiliation would be exquisite.

Then Yuji would deliver the final blow with a single sentence, mocking him, laughing at him.

"I've always wanted to see that look on your face. That expression of jealousy toward me..."

Just imagining it made Asuramaru unable to suppress a wicked chuckle.

"Hahaha."

Sukuna, completely unaware he was being plotted against, healed the horrific wound on his neck with Reverse Cursed Technique and smiled.

"This is delightful, Tanjiro Kamado!"

As his voice fell, both Domains shattered once again.

After this collapse, Sukuna believed he had gathered more information.

The Wind Sword and Arcana appeared in his hands.

This was the result of the Binding Vow made earlier. He could share Yuji's swords, but he could not use their corresponding higher abilities.

He had only the basic powers of gale and soul.

Even so, Sukuna's confidence did not lessen.

Holding the twin swords, he smiled.

Across from him, Tanjiro lowered into another charging stance.

A second Asuramaru appeared in his other hand.

With one sword in each hand, he stood wrapped in flames, his aura pressing down like a storm about to break.

"Hinokami Kagura, Esoteric Art: Purgatory Dragon!"

The flames burning on the swords converged.

A fierce fire dragon formed around Tanjiro, enclosing his body completely.

The moment he stepped forward, lightning surged and the ground split. Outside the burning dragon, surging water coiled and flowed, wrapping around the flames like a roaring current.

The dragon charged.

Sukuna crossed the twin swords in front of him to block.

He could not dodge this move.

After exchanging so much information, he understood one thing clearly. If he failed to intercept this technique immediately and allowed it to change direction several times, its power and speed would multiply beyond control.

Then he would be in real danger.

So Sukuna faced it head-on.

The roaring dragon swallowed him.

For an instant, Sukuna felt as though he had been dragged into a world of flames.

Tanjiro appeared before him inside the blaze and swung down both swords.

Sukuna raised his own swords to meet the attack.

The collision rang out violently.

A flaming tornado erupted around them, rising as if it could swallow the world. The two figures disappeared within the burning storm.

Inside the flames, their silhouettes could only barely be seen.

Sword met sword.

Slash met slash.

Again and again.

The storm raged until the flames finally scattered.

Everything returned to stillness.

Asuramaru's gaze turned toward the center of the battlefield.

Only Tanjiro remained standing there.

His body was covered in grid-like bloody cuts, clear wounds from a point-blank, full-output Cleave.

But those injuries were minor.

In only a moment, they healed completely, leaving no trace behind.

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