Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Anime to American Comics

At that moment, both Doma and Akaza moved, one rushing toward Chu Yang, the other toward Kanae.

Chu Yang's eyes turned cold, and in an instant, his figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already between Akaza and Doma! He grabbed each of them by the head and slammed them down hard.

Boom!

The ground cracked open, swallowing both demons.

Akaza, who had been boasting earlier, was now completely suppressed by a terrifying force. He grasped Chu Yang's arm with both hands, veins bulging as he exerted all his strength.

Yet the hand pressing down on his head remained unmoved.

Only now did Akaza realize just how vast the gap in their strength was.

"This is impossible!" Akaza stared at Chu Yang in madness, his body trembling either from rage, fear, or sheer effort. "No human could have this kind of strength!"

"Is that so?" Chu Yang replied coldly, increasing the pressure until Akaza's head was forced into the ground.

On the other side, Doma was also struggling. He tried to freeze Chu Yang's arm, but the intense heat emanating from Chu Yang's body melted the ice instantly.

The searing heat burned Doma's skin, causing him unbearable pain as he let out a chilling scream.

"Aaaahhh!"

At that moment, Doma suddenly recalled a terrifying punishment from an ancient Eastern country—The Cauldron Punishment.

Chu Yang's hand, as if it were a red-hot iron plate, pressed against Doma's face. Doma felt as though his face would melt if this continued.

"Damn it!"

In all his years, Akaza had never experienced such humiliation—pinned to the ground, unable to fight back at all.

"If this is the extent of your power, then today there will be two fewer members of the Twelve Kizuki."

Chu Yang's bold declaration echoed in Kanae's ears, leaving her with nothing but shock on her face.

"Are the Upper Ranks really this weak?"

Kanae couldn't help but think, but the terrifying strength Doma had shown earlier quickly dispelled this absurd idea. Without Chu Yang, she would've been severely injured already!

"It's not that they're too weak; it's that he's too strong…" Kanae's expression was complicated as she watched Chu Yang single-handedly suppress the two Upper Rank demons. His overwhelming power made her doubt whether he was even human.

Could he really be…?

"No, that can't be. If he were a demon, how could he move in the sunlight?" Kanae shook her head vigorously. Normally, her mind would never wander like this in the middle of a battle, but the scene before her was just too incredible.

Even though it was the dead of night, Chu Yang shone like a miniature sun, radiating a brilliant light!

His light dispelled the surrounding darkness, bringing a comforting warmth.

Yet for Akaza and Doma, this warmth was agonizing, reminding them of the first time they had been exposed to sunlight.

That searing pain was etched deep into their souls, unforgettable.

Their instincts told them that if they remained under Chu Yang's fiery pressure, they would be burned alive!

The desire to survive triggered their latent power, causing both Doma and Akaza to unleash an enormous amount of strength, faintly shaking Chu Yang's grip.

The will to survive, aside from blood, was the core driving force behind a demon's evolution. A strong will could help them reconstruct their damaged bodies, breaking through their limitations.

"Annihilation Type: Chaotic Attack!"

Akaza spread his fists wide and shifted from defense to offense, launching an all-out assault on Chu Yang, attacking with a suicidal resolve. He didn't care if Chu Yang crushed his head in the process.

But Doma, lacking such resolve, didn't dare to risk everything. The terrifying pressure on his face made him bide his time, hoping Akaza's burst of strength would create an opening in Chu Yang's defense.

If he stopped resisting and attacked like Akaza, Chu Yang would crush his head in an instant.

Akaza's punches flew so fast they blurred, like meteors cutting through the night, landing precisely on Chu Yang's chest.

Normally, no one, not even a member of the Twelve Kizuki, could take such a barrage head-on.

But Chu Yang stood as immovable as a Buddha.

Faced with Akaza's storm-like attack, he didn't budge.

Each punch only produced the sound of metal clashing against stone.

Clink, clank…

Chu Yang's lips curled into a faint smile.

The armament haki covering his upper body was incredibly hard, and Akaza's power was far from enough to break through. Only if Muzan himself came might there be a sliver of hope.

Doma, witnessing the scene unfold before him, was utterly shaken. Seeing it from a third-person perspective made it all the more terrifying for a demon.

He even began to doubt whether he could survive this man's onslaught.

Akaza's face, too, showed despair.

How could this man withstand all his attacks unscathed?

Could he really not be hurt? Did such a person even exist in this world?

Impossible!

Even Lord Muzan—I'm confident I could injure him!

Demons are the ultimate life form, the pinnacle of evolution, the chosen ones! Humans are mere ants, destined to be wiped out!

Driven mad, Akaza's pupils turned crimson, his expression growing fiercer, more savage. His fighting spirit burned like a raging fire, momentarily resisting Chu Yang's sun-like radiance.

Doma's eyes gleamed—he saw a glimmer of hope for survival!

Finally, he steeled himself for a life-or-death struggle alongside Akaza.

The air temperature plummeted as thick frost formed on the ground behind Doma.

"You two really know how to struggle. Just accept your fate, and you'll suffer less," Chu Yang remarked, shaking his head. "Actually, a little punishment is in order; otherwise, it would be unfair to all the innocent lives you've taken."

"Don't speak to me in that condescending tone. Do you think you're Lord Muzan?" Akaza roared, fully unleashing his power and slowly standing up under the immense pressure, gradually matching Chu Yang's aura.

Chu Yang couldn't help but show a look of admiration. As a warrior, Akaza was nearly perfect—his fighting spirit and willpower were unparalleled. Among the Twelve Kizuki, only he and the first-ranked demon, Kokushibo, could be called true powerhouses.

As Akaza withstood the pressure, Doma took the opportunity to escape Chu Yang's grasp, retreating to a safe distance. His face, once handsome, now looked like tattered cloth hanging from his neck.

The sensation was eerily similar to the burning he'd experienced under the sun.

"There's something wrong with this guy's breathing technique."

With this realization, Doma's mind flashed with scenes he had never seen before.

In the vision, a man with red and black hair, wearing a red haori and a pair of earrings featuring the rising sun, stood before him in the darkness, staring coldly at him.

A deep-seated fear exploded within Doma's cells.

This wasn't his memory.

It was… Muzan's memory!

What kind of man could force Lord Muzan into such a desperate situation?

When this question popped up in his mind, Doma subconsciously looked at Chu Yang, his expression stunned.

Wasn't this man right in front of him?

At the same time, Akaza was fighting fiercely, his blood staining the entire street red. In contrast, Chu Yang remained spotless, not showing the slightest trace of having been through a fierce battle.

No matter how many times Chu Yang broke his arm or leg, Akaza could recover in just a few breaths. Yet, seeing that his attacks couldn't even damage the hem of his opponent's clothes, the usually resolute Akaza couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

At this moment, watching the battle from the side, Kanae noticed the fatigue flashing across Akaza's face. Feeling a wave of satisfaction, she laughed heartily, "Feeling hopeless, aren't you? Now, it's finally your turn to experience such despair!"

"However, the despair you're feeling doesn't compare to the fear that ordinary people feel when they encounter demons! It doesn't compare to the despair most members of the Demon Slayer Corps feel when they face you!"

"Feel it well! Sink into hell with that despair!"

Kanae's voice was piercing, igniting Akaza's fury and what remained of his courage. He resolutely launched his final full-strength attack.

"Destructive Death: Final Form: Blue Chaotic Afterglow!"

Akaza's fighting spirit transformed into countless sharp needles, raining down on Chu Yang like a torrential downpour!

Chu Yang slowly walked towards Akaza. With each step, the needle rain bombarded the surroundings, shattering the ground tiles and turning everything into ruins in the blink of an eye.

When Chu Yang stood unharmed in front of Akaza, Doma's mental defenses completely collapsed. The only thought remaining in his mind was to escape.

This high-ranking demon, seated as Upper Moon Two, finally understood what it felt like to become an insignificant ant.

"Akaza, rest well here. I'll report your bravery to Lord Muzan."

Muttering as if feeling a bit guilty, Doma whispered as he prepared to leave.

But just then, a gust of wind blew some flower petals into his path.

Doma's expression stiffened.

He looked up to see Kanae's face, full of mocking amusement.

"I won't let you leave here," Kanae said with firm resolve, her voice laced with years of accumulated hatred towards demons.

Doma was about to lose his mind—how had things come to the point where even nobodies dared to stand in his way?

His face darkened, a cruel smile appearing. "Who do you think you are? Just because he can kill us doesn't mean you can."

"It doesn't matter. Once he finishes off that other demon, you'll be next," Kanae responded coldly. "At worst, I'll die by your hand, as long as you don't get the chance to escape, I don't care."

Doma took a deep breath. This woman had already accepted the worst outcome, meaning there was no easy way for him to escape now.

...

Akaza stared blankly at Chu Yang, who was now just a step away from him. Yet, this man appeared as if he were a god, sitting above the clouds, compelling awe and reverence.

However, Akaza had his own god, so Chu Yang's presence shook his faith.

For a warrior, a shaken belief is far more severe than any physical wound, an injury that cannot heal.

"Why are you so strong?" Akaza asked again, though now he was questioning his own once-steadfast beliefs.

So, demons weren't humanity's evolved form after all... humans could grow this powerful themselves...

"Maybe it's because I spend a lot of time in the sun. Sunlight helps the body absorb calcium and strengthens the physique," Chu Yang replied seriously, though he was laughing inside.