I, a Celestial Dragon!

The two brothers spent the happiest time of their lives.

Helping each other and supporting each other, everything is just like when we were kids.

They no longer had to be hostile to each other because of their father's orders.

They also have the sole goal of hunting ghosts.

Yuanyi will never forget that period of time!

until……

It was that night that tragedy occurred.

Tsugaku Tsuchikuni Iwakatsu ambushed the lord of the Demon Slayer Corps and cut off his head in front of his six-year-old son!

He presented the head to Kibutsu Muzan in exchange for the identity of a demon.

That’s right, at that time, Tsugumi Iwaki was about to die.

As the eldest son of Jikkoku, although Jikkoku Iwakatsu is not as good as Yunyi, he also has a unique talent for swordsmanship.

Not only did he quickly master the breathing technique, he also advanced to become a pillar and quickly activated the markings!

Perhaps because he shares the same bloodline as Yoshiichirō, Iwakatsu opened his markings so quickly that the first batch of Demon Slayer Corps members who opened their markings have not yet died.

But before Yan Sheng had even had the chance to enjoy the improvement and strength brought by the patterns, let alone obtain the results and honors that he could be proud of.

The first batch of people who opened the marks began to die one after another!

At that time, every warrior who learned the stripes became suicidal after realizing their fate.

They appeared on more dangerous battlefields and died in battles that achieved greater results.

Those who can open the stripes first are relatively the better ones. They are determined and tenacious, and can better understand the changes that the stripes bring to themselves.

They don't hate Yuanyi, but are still grateful to him.

But it is undeniable that the first group of people who opened the markings were almost all pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps at the time...

Those pillars have more than just one person's interests at stake, they have their own close subordinates, younger generations who look up to and admire them, and step-sons and step-daughters whom they train as heirs.

Just because they don’t hate Yuanyi doesn’t mean the people around them don’t hate him.

Their elders died because of Yunyi, and the young people could no longer suppress their resentment. They rejected the patterns and even Yunyi, and no longer respected Jigoku Iwakatsu.

For Iwakatsu, the pain of death and the loss of reputation were a double blow.

As the saying goes, a fly won't bite a seamless egg. When the first flaw appeared in Yansheng's heart, cracks began to appear, and soon, everything was not far from being shattered.

Under the threat of death, countless years rushed into Yansheng's mind.

This includes his jealousy towards his younger brother... and the vague, almost invisible hatred!

He couldn't even make a sound louder than his brother.

He was just an heir to a family that was almost removed from the throne. Everything he had now came from his younger brother's charity...

The head of the family is charity from his younger brother.

My own life...that is, the life that was saved by my younger brother from the ghost himself, that was also my younger brother's charity.

As for his swordsmanship and breathing techniques, they were all given to him by his younger brother.

Especially... the stripes and the impending death.

That is not just charity from my younger brother, that is the most ruthless gift from my younger brother!!!

In this way, Iwakatsu's actions broke the balance between demons and humans, causing the demons and the Demon Slayer Corps to launch a general offensive.

Of course, this also resulted in Kibutsuji's first disastrous defeat.

Leaving those aside, Yuanyi, who was now gradually recalling his brother's painful past, took a deep breath and said to Gao Wen with implicit expectation.

“It’s not like I didn’t do anything in the past few years.

Although I have no fixed place to live and am no longer a member of the Demon Slayer Corps.

But I still maintain a certain contact with the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, and at the same time... I also rely on some reliable friends to investigate a certain amount of information about demons.

Please don't ask me where I got the information. Anyway... I have always had information about an important ghost.

I think……"

Having said that, Jiguo Yuanyi took a conflicted breath.

After a moment, he took a steady breath and then spoke to Gawain word by word.

“I think I shouldn’t hide the fact that the ghost that concerned me the most… was my brother back then!

After Kibutsu Kibutsu Muzan disappeared completely, only a few ghosts dared to stay and move around in the human world.

My brother is one of them!

He killed some people in revenge, and occasionally even waited for me for a while.

It’s just that I didn’t make it in time at that time, and what’s worse, I… I…

I am such a loser that I can't even make up my mind to kill him!

But it’s different now!

The hatred I had in the past was diluted by a past relationship.

The hatred that has resurfaced now reminds me of another most important relationship!

So, Lord Gawain!"

Jiguo Yuanyi suddenly knelt down in front of Gawain in a kneeling posture. He bowed his head and tried hard to suppress his tears while yelling at Gawain.

“I want to make a break with the past and pick up the work I should have done!

My kindness has killed many people, so I shouldn’t let kindness kill more people!

Starting with my brother, I hope to go to my brother's location immediately, personally settle his past sins, and avenge my former master!

By then, I will be able to sincerely call you Lord!!!"

After saying that, Jiguo Yuanyi raised his head and looked at Gao Wen with his blood-red eyes.

Facing Yunyi's gaze, Gao Wen was silent for a moment, then leisurely exhaled a puff of cigarette.

“I particularly hate your weakness in the past, but I like your strength and determination now.

But, are you sure that your current physical condition allows you to fight with your brother?

You, you beat me until I look like I'm about to die. It's so much trouble.

In my opinion, you should rest and recuperate. How about we set off in three days?"

"Absolutely not, my lord!!!"

Somehow, Jiguo Yuanyi suddenly interrupted Gao Wen's words.

"Sir, too many people have seen you reveal your true identity near Shinano!

Even if such news is hard to convince people far away, the two of us are fighting...

No, the traces of my arrogant challenge to you have also been left in the Shinano area.

Guiwu Qian Wuzan can see what every ghost sees!

If any ghosts see such traces, they will be scared by your and my actions and hide deeper!

Therefore, I must set out as soon as possible and get close to my brother as quickly as possible, so that I can find his specific hiding place and completely sever the ties between him and me!"

“Well, I see the reason why you must act quickly.

I certainly won't organize a man's proper determination, but I can't help but worry about you.

Then I ask again, are you sure you can be a match for your brother in your current state?"

"I am sure, absolutely sure!"

In response to Gao Wen's question, Jikoku Yoshiichi nodded with great certainty.

Then he stood up, drew the knife from his waist, and knelt in front of Gawain again.

Holding the knife in his hand, Tsugaru Yoshiichi spoke decisively with his last bit of confidence.

"Even though I am already exhausted and will die in the blink of an eye.

I can also chop off his head in an instant!

The length of life does not determine the strength of strength. I never lack confidence, I just lack determination.

Thank you, sir!

Even though I have not yet witnessed the divine help you are about to give me, I have already received the gift you have bestowed upon me!

Your existence brings me hope of ending the demons and even ending this chaotic world!

If I can do it fast enough, you can do more!

So, I must ask my brother to die, and I will no longer feel sorry for killing him.

Thanks to your help, I finally remembered.

He is not Jiguo Yansheng now.

It’s Kokushibo!!!”

Chapter 502 Take the initiative to come to the door

"how so!"

"Why is this happening!!!"

"It's enough to have one Tsugumi Yoriichi in the world!"

"Why would there be a stronger guy appear!!!"

In the gloomy underground space, Muzan, whose body has long since recovered but who never dares to go to the human world, angrily vents his inner anxiety without anyone by his side.

That's right.

Even though he was the ancestor of all ghosts, even though he was once the strongest life in the world.

But in fact, he only has an ordinary soul full of a sense of crisis and fear.

A long time ago, as a member of the Ubuyashiki family, Muzan was just a member of the family with a little wealth and an ordinary human being.

The only unusual thing about this human being was probably that he was chosen by fate to suffer from a terminal illness from birth that destined him to enter the arms of God sooner.

The moment you know from birth that you will not live past the age of twenty.

Muzan ushered in his real life.

He first changed from an ordinary person to a madman, and then from a madman to a seeker, constantly looking for ways to survive.

After trying again and again, Muzan was getting closer and closer to death, and just when he felt it was time for him to give up.

He was greeted by a kind doctor.

The doctor gave Muzan hope again, and Muzan, who was on the verge of despair, seemed to have found the last straw.

then……

When he realized that this doctor was still not his light...

Wuzan, who kept wandering between hell and the human world, finding hope and despair again and again, exploded.

He brutally killed his doctor, and then decided to spend the last few days of his life as his truest self.

During these days, he did almost all the bad things he could do.

Breaking the bottom line again and again, that behavior not only tore apart the last bit of Muzan's humanity, but also gave Muzan indescribable joy of constantly breaking the bottom line.

But then something ridiculous happened.

No one could have imagined that just when Muzan thought he had no future.

He once again despaired and discovered that he seemed to be unable to die...

He thought the doctor's treatment was ineffective, but that was just what he thought.