Muzan stood in the dim Infinity Castle, his suit already torn, revealing his terrifying demon form. His crimson eyes gleamed with madness: "Allen! Do you think you can trap us by locking us in here?"
Allen strolled leisurely, hands in his pockets: "Oh? Then how do you plan to get out?"
"Blood Demon Art: Black Blood Brambles!" Muzan roared, and countless black thorns shot up from the ground, piercing towards Allen.
At the same time, Kokushibo's Moon Breathing slash also whistled in.
Allen didn't even bat an eyelid, just waved his hand lightly, and all the attacks froze in mid-air, then turned into dust.
"This is impossible!" Muzan's pupils contracted violently.
"I've already gained immunity to sunlight, my power should..."
"Should what?" Allen scoffed, cutting Muzan off: "You wouldn't actually think eating the blue spider lily would allow you to contend with me, would you?"
"Thud!"
"Ancestor, we know we were wrong!" Muzan fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling with fear. He had originally thought that by consuming the blue spider lily, he could contend with Allen, but now it seemed he had overthought things.
"Ancestor, we are willing to become your tools, and we will definitely redouble our efforts!" Muzan abandoned his dignity, prioritizing survival.
Allen suddenly raised his hand, interrupting him: "The boring theatrics end here."
His gaze suddenly turned sharp, and a suffocating pressure erupted around him. The entire space of the Infinity Castle began to twist and tremble, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the walls.
"Do you think I can't see through your little schemes?" Allen walked slowly towards Muzan, each step cracking the ground.
"From beginning to end, you've been plotting how to betray me."
Muzan trembled violently, his suit soaked with cold sweat: "No, I wouldn't dare..."
"Noisy."
Allen waved his hand casually, and Muzan's body instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
"Watch closely." Allen turned to the other Upper Rank Demons: "This is the consequence of defying me."
His figure suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of Kokushibo the next second. The Upper Rank One didn't even have time to draw his sword before Allen grabbed him by the throat with one hand and lifted him.
"Moon Breathing?" Allen chuckled, and with a light squeeze of his other hand, Kokushibo's cherished nichirin blade turned into dust.
"Flashy."
Casually tossing Kokushibo, who crashed into a distant pillar, Allen's gaze turned to Douma: "You seem to enjoy smiling a lot?"
Douma's golden fan clattered to the ground: "Ancestor, please spare..."
Before he could finish, Allen threw a punch, and Douma's upper body vaporized directly, leaving only his legs standing in place.
"Destructive Kill: Annihilation Style!" Akaza gritted his teeth and charged forward, his fist carrying furious power directly at Allen's face.
"No improvement, utterly vulnerable." Allen lightly tilted his head, dodging the attack, and his right hand formed a claw, exploding Akaza's head.
Gyutaro and his sister huddled together, trembling. Gyokko assumed a combat stance but dared not step forward, while Hantengu hid behind Gyokko, not daring to make a sound.
"Now." Allen surveyed the scene: "Does anyone else wish to resist?"
The entire Infinity Castle was silent, even breathing could be clearly heard.
Allen walked to the barely conscious Muzan, who had just finished reassembling, and stepped on his head: "Remember, you are alive only because I find it amusing."
He applied a slight pressure with his right foot, and Muzan's head began to deform, emitting a bone-chilling sound of cracking bones.
"Ah! Ah!" Muzan let out an incoherent scream.
"Too noisy." Allen frowned, and kicked Muzan into the corner.
"The blue spider lily is indeed real, and I haven't added any tricks."
Muzan struggled to lift his head, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.
"But you are too weak." Allen sneered.
"You don't even have the qualifications to make me serious, yet you dream of freedom under the sun?"
"From today onwards, the petty games are over. You will become my punching bags until I am satisfied." He looked around at the demons.
Allen's words plunged the entire Infinity Castle into dead silence. Muzan struggled to his feet from the corner, his pale face covered in blood. He trembled as he knelt, his forehead pressed to the ground, his voice shaking uncontrollably: "Ancestor is right to reprimand us, we know our mistake."
Still alive, as long as they were alive, there was hope! Muzan and his demons still held a glimmer of hope in their hearts, even if they were enslaved for ten, a hundred, or even a thousand years!
After all, they had already used the blue spider lily; as long as they didn't die, there was still a bright future.
Seeing this, the other Upper Rank Demons also knelt, not daring to breathe a word. Douma's upper body was slowly reassembling, that perpetually fake smiling face now twisted into an inhuman shape.
Kokushibo's six eyes were all tightly shut, his katana broken into several pieces scattered on the ground. Akaza knelt on the ground, his entire body of tattoos twitching violently.
Allen nodded in satisfaction and slowly walked in front of Muzan: "Remember today's lesson. From now on, your only task is to be my punching bags."
Muzan trembled, his voice hoarse: "Yes, Ancestor."
"Very good." Allen snapped his fingers, and the space of the Infinity Castle began to twist and deform.
"Now, let's begin today's training."
In the days that followed, the Infinity Castle became Allen's exclusive training ground. The demons initially never even left it, having lost all concept of time.
It wasn't until half a month ago, when Allen acquired Muzan's physique and became a true demon, taking control of the demons, that he allowed them out for a breath of fresh air each day.
After all, what Allen wanted were usable tools to create his own organization. He knew that if he continued to play like this, these demons would eventually become imbeciles, so occasionally allowing them to relieve some pressure was very necessary.
"Bang!"
Another heavy punch sent Muzan's body flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily against the wall. His suit was long gone, and his entire body was covered in bruises and blood.
"Too slow." Allen stood still, not even moving his feet, "Is this the result of a month of beatings?"
Muzan struggled to get up, his eyes full of fear: "Ancestor, I..."
"Shut up!" Allen suddenly appeared in front of Muzan and punched him in the abdomen: "Continue!"
On the other side, Kokushibo's six eyes opened simultaneously. The moment his nichirin blade was drawn, the temperature of the entire space seemed to drop by several degrees.
"Moon Breathing: Tenth Form: Piercing Slash - Lunar Halo!"
Dark moon blades, accompanied by countless tiny crescent-shaped slashes, assailed Allen. Allen neither dodged nor avoided, letting the slashes fall upon him, yet they couldn't even tear his clothes.
"Flashy." Allen commented, casually grabbing Kokushibo by the throat and lifting him high: "True strength comes from the most basic training, understand?"
Kokushibo nodded with difficulty, his six eyes filled with fear.
Douma hid in a corner, his golden fan long gone. He watched Allen brutally beating Muzan and Kokushibo, trembling all over: "Too terrifying, too terrifying."
"What are you doing hiding here?" Allen's voice suddenly rang in Douma's ear.
Douma stiffened, slowly turned his head, and saw Allen standing behind him, with a half-smile on his face.
"Ancestor, please spare my life!" Douma fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead pressed to the ground.
Allen snorted coldly: "Get up, continue training."
Such scenes played out daily in the Infinity Castle. Allen "trained" these demons in the most brutal way, and they didn't even dare to harbor thoughts of resistance.
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