Chapter 150: Journey into the Underworld

"Tell me what you know about demons!" Hozumi turned around and looked at the boy very seriously, but she had no idea how cute she looked in the eyes of the latter.

Such a cool, beautiful, and strong little girl is simply the wife of the boy's dream, although he is only thirteen years old.

Hearing Hozumi's words, the boy sighed with resignation and affection. "I can see that you didn't listen carefully. Okay, okay, then I'll tell you, you have to listen carefully this time!"

"Okay!" Hozumi nodded obediently.

This expression made the boy cover his rapidly beating chest again. "Ah, I'm dead~~"

"Ahem! Listen well, the so-called demons are a carnivorous species whose main diet is humans, they are an ancient race of monstrous and malevolent beings created a thousand years ago by the Demon King."

"They have superhuman strength and speed, their muscle density is so high that ordinary blades cannot harm them."

"The most complicated thing, as you have seen before, is their ability to change shape at will and their self-regeneration ability to heal their bodies easily."

"It is said that some demons have an ability called Blood Demon Art, although I have not personally seen it..."

At this time, Hozumi asked curiously: "So their weakness is the Nichirin Sword in your hand?"

"Uh, you don't even know this, okay, okay, don't be angry!" The boy looked at Hozumi in shock, but when he saw this cute girl puffing up her face and glaring at him, he waved his hand and continued to introduce.

"Strictly speaking, the Nichirin Sword cannot be considered a weakness. It simply temporarily suppresses the self-healing speed of demons because it absorbs sunlight."

"Therefore, cutting off their heads will cause them to die completely as they cannot recover in time. In other words, the sun is the true weakness of these demons!"

As she listened, Hozumi inspected the katana in her hand. "Are there a lot of these demons?"

"Well, I don't know that either, but they are probably not few, because I heard that the Demon Slayer Corps has hundreds of people." The boy sighed.

"By the way, you are also going to participate in the final examination. Let's rest in this village for one night and go together tomorrow!"

The boy stared at Hozumi and waited for a response without hiding his expectation, which made Hozumi feel a little uncomfortable.

The crucial thing was that she already had someone in her heart, even though she was only twelve years old this year.

"Hozumi, promise, find out more about this Demon Slayer Corps. I will follow you secretly!"

Well, since Captain Laskey has said so, Hozumi had no choice but to accept the invitation.

"Okay, it just happens that I can't remember the route the teacher said, and I brought the wrong sword."

While saying that, Hozumi first returned the Nichirin Sword to the other party, then hung the steam gun on her waist and took out the short sword from her back. "Look."

The boy took a look and found that the sword did not have any distinguishing marks, which meant that it was just an ordinary sword. He now understood what was happening.

"As you know, the final evaluation is approaching, and I don't have time to change it again." Hozumi looked helpless.

"I see, it's okay, as long as we act together, you can use my sword, but I don't know what the evaluation is about, it will be bad if we separate at that time."

Meanwhile, Laskey began informing other scouting teams about the demons, the Demon Slayer Corps, and the Nichirin sword, so that they would be prepared should they encounter them.

At the same time.

Chiper Pol members disguised as ordinary people mixed in various cities and towns, and everyone was collecting intelligence about this country and the world in various ways.

...

Starfish World, first half of the Grand Line, Noah's Ark.

"Demon Slayer Corps, Nichirin Sword"

Naturally, Imu was the first to receive the relevant information that Cipher Pol had found in the other world. Upon seeing the images and videos, many memories began to emerge in his mind.

"After Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress, is it Demon Slayer? They are all Japanese comics!"

With the exploration of the second world, Imu can be increasingly sure that the dimensional door connects to different worlds related to anime, mangas or Japanese series from his previous life.

He then began to reflect on the benefits that the Demon Slayer World can give him, as well as the benefits that the World Government can obtain.

After deciding on a course of action and things to keep in mind in the Demons Slayer World, Imu decided it was time to start exploring the Underworld.

Imu went to the main hall of Noah's Ark and with the Enma sword in his hand he sat on the throne.

The sky was an intense red, and the ground was covered with black sand, and there was a purple and black mist. The heat was suffocating, with a pungent smell of sulfur.

So what to do now? Which direction to head?

'I should have known that I needed a map.' Although he thought about it, Imu, following his sixth sense, slowly headed in one direction, surrendering to fate.

'So there are trees in hell?' Imu looked at the few withered trees standing on the plain and wondered. Everything seemed new to him at that moment.

Just when he was wondering why this hell was so empty, a red pillar appeared at the other end of his sight.

"That is..."

As Imu approached, he suddenly discovered that it was a red torii gate that was estimated to be nearly a thousand meters high, representing the gate that separated the world of the dead and humans.

A large number of semi-transparent silhouettes approached the 'Red Door', some walking, others floating, and more and more they came closer in infinite layers.

As soon as they approached, under the gaze of two black-robed skeletons holding scythes, they automatically formed into a line that seemed endless from Imu's perspective.

The scene was truly spectacular, and even made one wonder if so many people died in Starfish World every day.

"It turns out that the previous skeleton was not the real body of the King of Death..."

Instead of getting closer, he backed away a little, maintaining the direction the long line was facing.

As he walked, he became impatient. The monotony of the desert environment was boring him, so he began to increase speed.

He didn't know how much time passed or how far he had walked, until he finally saw a dark river and an ancient bridge spanning it. Imu stopped his quick steps when she saw this.

Not only that.

With his vision, he could see some structures that looked like buildings on the other side of the river.

However, his attention was focused on a woman who was standing on the bridge, looking towards the river as he approached. She was wearing a kimono and holding a white umbrella made of paper on her shoulder, showing a very elegant figure.

At this moment, she seemed to notice him too and slowly turned towards him, revealing a kind expression.

"I take it you're new to the underworld, right?"

Imu looked at her with interest and asked. "Oh? How do you know?"

"Because the smell on you is very fresh, I can hardly smell any underworld air."

Just seeing the other party start to walk towards him curiously, Imu's mouth curled up slightly. "Finally it's getting interesting, but with this strong malice and greed, are you sure you want to sneak attack?'

With his words, the woman suddenly stopped, clearly taken aback, but then her gentle gaze instantly turned cold and ruthless.

"I didn't expect you to have the ability to perceive. This is boring. I wanted to play with you!"

Imu smiled and said: "But I have a lot of things to ask you. How about we talk about it?"

"You will chat inside my stomach!"

The female corrupt spirit's expression suddenly became fierce, she released the paper umbrella in her hand, which began to spin rapidly like a top as it rose more than ten meters into the air.

[Swish, swish, swish, swish....]

In an instant, dark yellow water droplets splashed out like heavy rain, while at the same time, a yellow mist spread across the scene.

Soon, a dry tree in front of Imu was devoured by fog, and the ground in front of him was corroded by the falling drops.

When the corrupt female spirit saw that Imu had no intention of dodging, she smiled maliciously. But before she could say anything, her expression froze as she saw all the raindrops and mist being stopped by an invisible barrier about ten meters away from Imu. Now, she fully realized that she had provoked a monster.

"Hey, let me see what you know."

Suddenly, Imu's figure appeared in front of her.

"Not good!" The corrupt female spirit's face changed drastically, feeling a restlessness that ran through her like a chill.

But just when she was about to summon the paper umbrella to protect herself, she found that the umbrella in the air had been split in half and was turning into ashes and disappearing.

The next moment, Imu's right hand firmly grasped the corrupt spirit's neck, and when her terrified gaze met Imu's, she felt extreme fear that left her completely motionless.

Meanwhile, Imu was using his Kenbunshoku Haki to read the corrupt female spirit's memories.

This ability to read the minds and memories of others by touching them was one of the special abilities of Kenbunshoku Haki that Imu had acquired when he integrated all types of Haki into one.

Through the memory of this corrupt female spirit, Imu's understanding of the underworld began to improve rapidly.

Corrupt spirits are souls that for some reason degenerated and began to devour other souls to strengthen themselves. They also often refuse to submit to the King of Death. The village behind the bridge had already been 'devoured' by this corrupt female spirit.

After a human dies their soul enters the underworld where it lives for a period of time before being reincarnated. Some souls can reincarnate early by passing through the Torii gate that Imu saw at the beginning, but due to the long line this process takes too long.

Therefore, they naturally grouped together to form villages, even marrying and having children with each other. The stronger an individual was in life, the longer he could live in soul form in the underworld...

Although the souls in the town had been devoured by this corrupt spirit, it wouldn't be long before it was filled again, after all, the houses were already there.

And she couldn't stay here forever, since the Death King's guards would come to take a look.

"Awesome, the underworld is really a civilization!"

With everything he wanted, Imu tore the corrupt spirit into pieces with his Haki, and a dark blue flame suddenly appeared in front of him.

With the information he had just obtained, Imu knew that this was key to strengthening his soul.

This was the reward that the Underworld gave to Imu for destroying the corrupt spirit that broke the balance by devouring souls. It was a highly concentrated aggregate of spiritual particles.

Without any hesitation, he directly held it up with his palm and put it into his mouth.

[Boom!]

Haki, as white as moonlight, surged out of Imu like a tsunami.

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