I'm in Zongman, if you mess with me, you'll die

In Asakusa, Tokyo, Yang Jian stood on the top floor of a clock tower-like building.

At this time, his mental perception had been extended to the maximum, but underground there was nothing but mud.

Looking at the sky, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon and it was almost time for him to go back.

He had already toured this place easily and found nothing there, only some ghosts that were avoiding the sun and were not very powerful.

He had instructed Crow to convey the information about these ghosts to the local Demon Slayer Corps branch, so he had no intention of taking any action.

'etc! '

Just when Yang Jian was about to leave without any results, he suddenly had an idea. As soon as this idea came to him, he couldn't help but start trying it out.

Originally, his mental perception was centered on himself and began to spread in a circle.

Just like this, his perception range is several kilometers.

But what if he could control his mental power to change the way he perceived? After all, the space he was looking for was underground, so he didn't need to pay any attention to the things on the ground.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. Yang Jian closed his eyes and began to slowly shrink his mental power to the extent of one meter around his body.

A few seconds later, as he intentionally controlled it, ripples began to appear on the surface of the originally dead mental power.

Then this fluctuation became intense at an extremely fast speed, as if it would dissipate in the next moment.

In the next moment, he seemed to have taken a tranquilizer and became calm.

Just like that, after a few minutes of ups and downs, the shape of the mental power finally began to change. The oval-shaped mental power began to slowly melt from the top of the head and flow downwards, and finally seeped smoothly into the ground.

‘Success! ’

Yang Jian was delighted and immediately increased his strength while adjusting the shape.

Another minute later, a fan-shaped perception range started from the soles of Yang Jian's feet and extended to 5 kilometers underground.

The moment he opened his eyes, there was a hint of surprise in Yang Jian's eyes.

This attempt brought him some surprises. His control over his mental power allowed him to easily change his perception range.

In the past, he always thought that the perception shape of mental power was fixed and had never thought that it could change.

Come to think of it, it's your own mental power, it would be strange if you can't control it.

I can only say that it is my preconceived ideas that fix my thinking.

"Just take a quick look around, and then go back if you don't find anything."

Thinking of this, Yang Jian immediately set off and disappeared from the top floor of the clock tower. The next moment he arrived at a rooftop a few hundred meters away.

Just like that, it only took him more than ten minutes to quickly tour the entire Tokyo.

After stopping, Yang Jian was a little disappointed. Although he didn't find anything, it was basically within his expectations.

Asakusa might be the area where Muzan often comes, but it is impossible for him to set up the Infinite City here so blatantly.

"In that case, we can only spend some time. Although it is a bit troublesome, at least we have a good start. Let's go back without further delay."

…………

Twelve o'clock in the morning.

The Swordsmith Village Chief's residence.

At this time, the ten pillars were sitting in two rows, seemingly discussing something.

"Arnold, it has come to this point. Do we need to consider three people taking shifts to continue the night watch?"

Kanae looked at the sky outside and saw that it was already early morning. She couldn't help but glance at the people present and expressed her own opinion. After all, just waiting like this was not a good idea.

This suggestion seemed to open up everyone's conversation. After thinking for a while, Uzui Tengen said seriously:

"We don't know how many demons Muzan has sent out this time. I think we should be more cautious and not act separately."

Uzui Tengen's words were obviously what most people present thought, and Busikawa followed up with:

"We can defend all night and rest during the day. We cannot lose this battle!"

"agree!"

Following the Flame Pillar's seconding of the motion, everyone present suddenly fell silent.

Yes, they all knew that they could not lose this time. First of all, they needed to expose Nezuko's special characteristics and do their best to consume the strength of the demons.

Moreover, the people in the Swordsmith Village have basically evacuated. The ones still in the village are all combatants of the Demon Slayer Corps. Most of the strength of the Demon Slayer Corps is basically in the village.

This is an important strategic node and they cannot afford to lose.

Suddenly, the room became extremely quiet.

"But Master Mingzhu hasn't come back yet. Maybe he encountered a ghost in advance."

Mitsuri Kanroji, who had been silent, now said the question that everyone had been thinking about. Mingzhu, as the strongest member of the Demon Slayer Corps, can be said to be the last line of defense. Now he has not been seen for a long time, which is really worrying.

"I think this should be impossible. With Mingzhu's strength, if he encounters a ghost, it will definitely cause a big commotion. It won't be like now, without any sound at all."

Seeing that the object of her secret love had spoken, Iguro Obanai began to calm her down patiently.

"Ming Zhu is here..."

Beimingyu Xingming is the strongest person besides Yang Jian. His four senses, which were already extremely developed, were greatly strengthened again after opening the transparent world.

Since Yang Jian did not conceal his breath, he was discovered at the first moment.

As the rock pillar opened, Yang Jian slowly pushed open the partition door and appeared in everyone's surprised sight.

"It seems like everyone missed me."

Yang Jian made a joke in a leisurely manner, and his calm expression left everyone speechless.

"Ahem, actually I have already explored the situation nearby."

Being stared at by everyone with such emotionless eyes, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel ashamed.

He immediately changed the subject, awkwardly explaining why he had not come, and slowly walked into the house.

After sitting in the main seat, Yang Jian's face became serious, and he directly explained the surrounding situation one by one:

"This time, Muzan has deployed all his forces, including the upper and lower ranks, as well as a large number of miscellaneous soldiers. They have surrounded us, but we don't know what's going on, so they are still on the periphery and haven't taken any action."

While everyone was digesting this shocking news in astonishment, Yang Jian took out a map from his arms. This map showed the location of the swordsmith village and its surrounding environment. He asked for it from Ubuyashiki Yoshiya in the morning.

After spreading it out on the ground, he waved to everyone, prompting them to come towards him.

After everyone formed a circle, Yang Jian pointed to the direction of the eastern exit on the map and said:

"There is only one person here, and that is the Upper String One, Kokushibo."

Then he pointed to the west and said:

"This is Upper Rank Three, Akaza, and a large number of miscellaneous soldiers."

In this way, Yang Jian described the distribution of the ghosts clearly in just a few minutes.