"Two years ago, my father died of a serious illness. Before he died, the thing he missed the most was your brother!"

  Koushiro slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Asura, with a gentle smile on his face.

  "Really? That's fine. The ties in my heart are really getting less and less, so I can rest assured to pursue the ideal in my heart!"

  Asura nodded noncommittally, then looked at Koushiro, his expression flashing, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned his head and was about to leave.

  "I heard that brother, you also opened a dojo in the new world, right?"

  Asura was about to walk out the door when Koushiro's words stopped Asura, and said lightly:

  "Ah, I have to thank you and the old guy for your opinion. My swordsmanship has finally improved!"

  "And in my opinion, your swordsmanship is also very good!"

  Asura sensed the vague sword intent on Koushiro, and knew that Koushiro had also found his own swordsmanship.

  Koushiro's kendo is a very peaceful, very mindful kendo.

  "But it seems that you are very willing to be ordinary!"

  Asura felt Koushiro's kendo and added.

  "Ordinaryness is a blessing. It's not bad to be able to live your life in a calm way, isn't it? This is not comparable to your magnificent experience, brother. I have always been following you, brother!"

  Koushiro smiled calmly.

  "I didn't say it was bad, I just felt it was a pity, but this is the path you chose by yourself, and no one can say anything!"

  After thinking for a while, Asura suddenly threw a phone bug from his robe to Koushiro, and said in a puzzled expression of Koushiro:

  "This phone bug represents my promise! You can call me for anything, and I will try my best to accomplish it!"

  "but..."

  Speaking of this, Asura turned to look at Koushiro seriously and said:

  "You only have one chance, I will only promise to do one thing for you, understand?"

  "A promise from brother? Will you come and see me later?"

  Koushiro didn't say much, he carefully put away the phone and asked softly.

  "Maybe when I'm bored, I'll come and see the old man!"

  After Asura finished speaking, the whole person (bedb) slowly dissipated in Koushiro's eyes like a phantom.

  Koushiro looked up at the ceiling with a gentle smile.

  Asura left Frost Moon Village, his mind was blank, and he ran quickly and aimlessly on the sea.

  Although Kozaburō's death was a relief for Asura, it gave Asura a feeling of being reborn as if the shackles were undone.

  But when that feeling faded away, a sense of emptiness without any worries and fetters struck like an overwhelming sea.

  The heart, which was almost completely occupied by light, began to dim, and became dim, and finally fell into darkness.

  Only the pursuit of the way of the ghost swordsman remains in Ashura's heart like a stubborn fire.

  When Asura's heart began to be lost little by little, and without Asura being aware of it, the ghosts and gods in the hands of the ghosts began to agitate.

  "Jie Jie Jie Jie~~~"

  The six ghosts and gods roamed around Asura's body continuously, giving off creepy grins, but Asura didn't notice it.

  I don't know how long it took, and when Asura finally reacted from the confusion, these ghosts and gods had already begun to corrupt Asura's original firm heart.

  "what!!!"

  Asura suddenly screamed in pain, and a huge panic filled his heart.

  For the first time, Asura had a completely unreal feeling.

  For his own existence, for his own power, Asura doubts himself.

  Fighting with ghosts and gods is like this, even if there is a little chance, they will rush forward as if they saw a meaty jackal, and devour Asura frantically.

  As strong as the ancestor of Devil May Cry, Priest Jige, was also defeated by the corruption of ghosts and gods, and was finally pulled into the endless abyss by ghosts and gods.

  Over the years, Asura, who was originally unsmiling and never fluctuated in his heart, smiled more, and the light also suppressed the darkness.

  But at the same time, Asura's flaws have also increased, giving ghosts and gods an opportunity.

  Silently corroding Asura's heart, and taking advantage of the shock of the news of Kozaburō's death on Asura's heart, he finally attacked Asura again.

  Facing the fear and emptiness in his heart, Asura eagerly wanted to prove that everything he had was not illusory, but real.

  The existence of oneself, the power of one's own cultivation, these are all real.

  "what!!"

  At this moment, Asura's entire body has been covered with ghosts and gods. Asura roared in pain again, trying to maintain his consciousness, and it was difficult to perceive that there was a lively island not far to the south.

  "Shh!"

  Without hesitation, Asura burst out with all his strength and rushed towards the island with the fastest speed on the waves.

  "My power is real, and so is my existence!"

  Asura kept admonishing himself in his heart. In the end, Asura came to this island and saw the busy dockworkers on the dock, as well as the happy smiles of various civilians.

  "Look, this is my truest power, the power I have cultivated through my own hard work, and the power I got after suppressing you!"

  Asura felt the unreal feeling, and rushed directly to the lively town on the island without everyone noticing.

  "Fifth Ghost God, Rakshasa of Plague!"

  Asura roared and waved his hand, a purple, bandaged body, his hands twisted and turned out, as if he had been tortured by the disease, an evil ghost appeared in front of Asura.

  At the same time, a huge purple pattern began to spread around the town, covering the entire town in the blink of an eye.

  "Come on, let me feel real, let me feel blood! I will prove to you how real I am!"

  Asura has almost completely lost himself under the erosion of ghosts and gods, and is eager to prove his true existence and power to his heart.

  At the same time, the original light in my heart is getting smaller and smaller, so small that it almost disappears.

  "Woo~~~"

  Wushan Town, the only town on Wushan Island, is a transit station on the sea.

  Although the navy did not set up a stronghold here, it was an important supply station for the navy.

  The residents of the island, almost all of them work at the pier, replenishing supplies for the ships coming and going, and they live a very comfortable life.

  They thank the sea for allowing them to live such a happy life.

  So the whole town is peaceful, peaceful and full of happiness.

  But all of this changed at this moment.

  As a purple pattern that puzzled the townspeople appeared at their feet, bandaged, mummy-like translucent monsters appeared in the town.

  These monsters don't move quickly, but as long as they see a living person, they will jump on it without hesitation, and then stick to the townspeople like maggots on the tarsus.

  Then, weakness, nausea, convulsions, excruciating pain, and all the negative emotions began to spread throughout their bodies.

  They took up weapons and wanted to resist, but found that these monsters had no entities at all. They waved the tools in their hands to attack, but passed through the bodies of the monsters.

  Then they were greeted by the icy embrace of the monster.

  "what!!!"

  "Help me, who will save me!"

  "Escape, run away, the monster is here, everyone run away!"

  "What did we do to anger the gods? Shouldn't we live so comfortably?"

  "Why, why!!! Why punish us like this!"

  "Son, my child is in a coma, where is the doctor!!!"

  "It's so tired, so disgusting, I can't walk, it's so painful!"

  "I don't want to suffer like this!!"

  This peaceful, peaceful town turned into a purgatory in an instant.

  Countless monsters walked through it, and the townspeople fell one by one, like a plague, instantly spreading throughout the town, and no one could escape. .

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  At this time, Asura, who was standing in a square in the center of the town, just stared at all this with his eyes open, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

  Asura wants to prove that these are his powers, that this is his existence.

  "Hahahaha! Look, this is my power, you all surrender to me after all! There are six ghosts and gods in my body, and the power of each of you is just letting me ask for it!"

  Asura laughed wildly, but he didn't feel anything about the purgatory in front of him.

  But gradually, Asura's heart began to sink into darkness, and despair slowly appeared on his laughing face.

  Ashura's last trace of consciousness told himself:

  "Failed, I finally failed! After suppressing them for 26 years, I was finally attacked by them!"

  At this moment, Asura seemed to be returning to the light, looking at this purgatory town, showing a trace of remorse.

  But in Asura's heart, a peculiar feeling suddenly flashed, which made Asura's heart suddenly raise a glimmer of hope.

  Finally, Asura slowly closed his eyes and actively sank his consciousness into the depths of his heart.

  Asura didn't want to see the situation outside, and he didn't want to see the purgatory caused by his own hands gradually crushing innocent people.

  Asura did not want to step by step to the peak of despair.

  Although Asura was desperate at this time.

  At this time, Asura was immersed in despair, but with a little bit of hope, just like an AIDS patient, who knew that he was hopeless, but could always hope for a miracle.

  In this despairing yet hopeful consciousness, Asura suddenly discovered that a little light seemed to appear in the depths of this dark consciousness.

  Asura wanted to catch it, but it was always a little short.

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