I, a Celestial Dragon!

Listening to Kokushibo's words, Yoriichi's pupils were slightly disappointed.

Brother, we haven't seen each other for ten years. Even if you become a ghost, I still look forward to hearing a word of greeting from you.

Tamayo has already proved that even a demon transformed by Muzan does not necessarily have to listen to Muzan.

Even though it's just a luxury, but when I was dreaming, I really hoped that you, my brother, could become a ghost like Tamayo and regain your heart!

Even if that can't erase your past sins.

But at least... at least in that case, I can still find my last relatives...

There was a hint of pain in Yunyi's eyes. He raised his head under the burning pain and silently picked up his knife.

Buzz! ! !

The Sun Blade in his hand gradually heated up, and then bloomed with the color of the sun.

Near the blade, curls of steam surrounded it, tainting the surrounding night sky and making the already hazy night even more hazy.

And at the moment when the tip of the Nichirin Sword was completely pointed at Kokushibo, Yoshiichi spoke.

"Brother."

he whispered.

"After ten years of not seeing you, I just want to ask you one thing.

Do you regret it?"

"regret?"

After hearing what Yoriichi said, Kokushibo was stunned at first, and then his mouth suddenly opened wide.

"What do you think I should regret? Is it because I escaped the fate of dying under the stripes, or because I killed the Ubuyashiki family who always talked big but couldn't help me at all?

In other words, Yoriichi.

Do you actually think that I should regret my current life?

When we live in this world, survival is the first goal, and survival is the only and final instinct of life!

Everything I did was just to survive.

So I won’t regret it!”

With a loud roar, Kokushibo stepped forward and raised his sword, using the strongest move of the Moon Breathing Technique that he had honed over the past ten years.

In an unknown dungeon far away, after feeling Kokushibo's actions through Kokushibo's perspective.

He cursed loudly without any mercy.

"Why so fast, why!

Damn bastard, get some information from that guy!

Who is that person, where does he come from, and where is he going?

What abilities does he have and what is his purpose!

Damn it, now Yoriichi is no longer the most terrible enemy, I’m going to get your information carefully!

A new enemy has appeared, are you just...? ! ! "

After a moment, Muzan widened his eyes in shock. He could no longer see the world in Kokushibo's eyes.

As for why, he knew the reason.

Because at the last moment he saw, a ray of sunlight exploded under the moonlight, obscuring Muzan's entire vision...

At the same time, between Yoriichi and Muzan.

As the two people passed each other, they turned their backs to each other and did not look at each other.

Kokushibo suddenly looked up at the moonlight, silent.

After taking a deep breath, Yunyi let out an indescribable sigh.

After a long sigh, Yuanyi put the knife back into the sheath and stood up straight.

With his back to his brother, he lowered his head to look at the ground and finally said.

“This was originally the sword I wanted to leave for Muzan.

Back then, his body exploded into 1,800 pieces, leaving me no time to look around, and I finally survived.

That was... my last regret in life, so I practiced my sword skills hard. Even though I knew that I might not be able to meet Muzan again, I had to hone my sword skills so that I would not miss any opportunities again.

Please forgive me for not being able to call you brother anymore, Kokushibo.

Looking at you who have committed countless sins but have no remorse at all.

The regret in my heart is overflowing.

I should have cut off our past long ago. After all, my brother who has lost his heart is just a ghost shell.

I was wrong, wrong for ten years, or maybe... wrong for my whole life.

But I think killing you would be a good idea.

So goodbye, Kokushibo..."

Having said that, Yuan Yi reached out and pressed the scabbard, then looked in the direction of Gao Wen from a distance.

Behind him, Kokushibo suddenly exhaled a breath after a brief pause.

The rotten, bloody smell belonging to a demon came out of Kokushibo's mouth.

After so many years, Kokushibo finally experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death again.

Ah, it turns out that death...is not necessarily all painful.

Apart from the reluctance that has continued from that year to now.

I...felt a little relieved.

After a moment, Kokushibo closed his eyes, and cracks slowly appeared on the surface of his body.

His body was gradually covered with cracks like broken porcelain.

However, Kokushibo did not feel any pain. Instead, in his gradually widening eyes, he saw... a long-lost happiness.

What year was that?

Yeah, it's been a long time.

Kokushibo... No!

It’s Yansheng.

At this moment, Yansheng looked at his small body and arms, and then forgot everything and immersed himself in the life with his father, mother and his childhood friends.

First, he played freely like a child, and then, while playing, he found out that he had a younger brother.

But my brother is so pitiful.

He had no tatami in his house to sleep on, and no servants to help take care of him.

My father has always been very strict with my younger brother, so strict that he is even unwilling to look at him.

At this time, little Iwakatsu was hiding behind the wall, watching Yunichirō, who was wearing tattered clothes but had a happy face as he fed the horses and herded the cattle.

For the first time, Yansheng realized that his younger brother was such a...happy person.

Even if you have nothing, you should cherish everything around you that does not belong to you.

Is this my younger brother?

From that day on, Iwakatsu would look for Yoriichi from time to time and bring some snacks that he had secretly hidden for his younger brother.

My younger brother is so pitiful, I must help him.

This is the only purpose of little Yansheng.

Yansheng sometimes wonders, if he lives like Yunyi, will he be as happy and satisfied as Yunyi?

It should be possible, right?

Most definitely! ! !

But Yan Sheng didn't expect that he would really live that kind of life...

On the day he turned ten, Yoshiichirō touched a sword for the first time and defeated his father in a split second.

In less than two days, Yansheng lost his gorgeous clothes, fine food and shelter.

Iwakatsu discovered that his and Yoriichi's lives were turned upside down.

In the gradually breaking pupils, Yan Sheng seemed to see his former self.

Is it a happy life if your father doesn't value you?

I am really happy because my brother’s life has gotten better!

My brother can be happier now!

But why, why was it clearly my father's decision, Yunyi, but the look in your eyes when you looked at me was full of apology!

Your happiness will also disappear along with your current life.

Is my past life so unworthy of your happiness?

You didn't let me down!

I don't need your sympathy either!

I don't need it!!!

especially……

I don’t need, and I don’t want to inherit something that you don’t even bother to get!!!

When he was thirteen years old, after three years of exhausting and upside-down life, Yansheng knew for the first time what hatred felt like.

That year, Yunyi ran away, he gave up his position as the heir of the family, and gave away the things that his father and himself cherished as if they were garbage to himself!!!

Only garbage needs to be given away!

I shouldn’t be the trash in Yuanyi’s eyes, no!!!

Year after year, Yan Sheng recalled many years in pain. He became the head of the family as he wished, but lost his father.

He finally met his brother whom he had escaped from many years ago, but he lost his family.

He followed in his brother's footsteps as he wished, and learned a series of powers including breathing techniques, red swords, and patterns from behind.

result……

Death...

What I want to bring to my brother is lifelong following, help, and pursuit.

But my brother brought it to me.

There is only the garbage that my brother disdains, and death...

Thinking of this, Kokushibo made a final effort to turn his head.

As he turned his head, the cracks near his neck spread rapidly.

When he turned his head completely...

His deformed head had already slipped from his neck and fell to the ground.

But Kokushibo didn't think there was anything wrong. Even though his viewing angle was instantly reduced countless times, he just let out a leisurely breath.

Moving his lips, Kokushibo spoke softly.

"Yuichi..."

Hearing this voice, Yunyi, who was walking towards the distance, suddenly stopped.

There is no turning back and no listening to anything that guy says anymore!

Kill the lord and surrender to Muzan!

They have abandoned their human identity and have no sense of shame!

Such a person... Such a person...!