The Essence of Hongyue

Three days later, night.

Perhaps because he was with Hongyue, Kurozawa felt time passing much faster. Maybe it was because happy times are always short.

Now, under the slightly dim night sky, a medium-sized village appeared before Kurozawa and Hongyue.

This was the village where the Hyuga siblings lived. Since it was late at night, every household had tightly sealed their doors and windows. Not even a single noticeable light shone from inside, perhaps still worried about the Demon attacks.

However, after a while, they would probably find that the attacks had stopped, and life would return to normal. This was because Kurozawa and Kanae had already eliminated the Demon, but the price was being firmly remembered by someone filled with hatred.

Walking to the front of the small village, just as they were about to leave its boundaries, Kurozawa stopped. He paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced back.

He activated his Fighting Spirit Domain, hoping in his heart that Hyuga Wu had perhaps only feigned escape and had now returned.

The result, naturally, was nothing. There were no familiar fluctuations within his Fighting Spirit Domain.

That little brat truly has no nostalgia for his hometown, Kurozawa snorted coldly.

I shouldn't have worried about Kanae interfering back then. I should have just killed him outright.

However, Kurozawa didn't have the ability to predict the future. If he had to do it again, he would likely still choose the same approach.

Although he had guessed that Hyuga Wu might escape, Kurozawa hadn't expected an ordinary person to awaken Fighting Spirit in such a short time and quickly escape his sensory lock.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the slight change in Kurozawa's expression, his eyes filled with coldness, Hongyue asked with concern.

Kurozawa thought for a moment and didn't hide anything: "Right here, a few days ago, I met a boy around sixteen years old."

He spent a few minutes roughly recounting the events to Hongyue.

"It was here that I clearly sensed the existence of the world's will, no, the existence of the Divine Will."

"Before this, I thought it was just my own overly cautious illusion."

"However, the Divine Will risked exposing itself to make this young man my enemy and helped him escape."

"I just feel like it will be very troublesome in the future." He also conveyed some of his worries to Hongyue.

Hongyue lightly bit her finger, pondered for a while, and asked, "Do you know Yoriichi Tsugikuni?"

Kurozawa was startled, unsure why Hongyue suddenly mentioned this Swordsman who stood at the peak of humanity.

Looking at Hongyue's delectable face, Kurozawa reached out and gently pinched it. It felt soft and bouncy.

"I know. He was someone very powerful in the history of the Demon Slayer Corps. He probably had the Demon Slayer Mark and Fighting Spirit from birth."

"He created the Breathing Technique. Without Yoriichi Tsugikuni, the Demon Slayer Corps would probably have been wiped out by Muzan Kibutsuji long ago and wouldn't have its current scale."

Because her face was still being gently kneaded, Hongyue's voice was a little muffled: "He was like that..."

Kurozawa couldn't help but smile, then released his fingers and listened carefully to Hongyue's words.

Hongyue didn't mind Kurozawa's action and continued, "Father said he was most likely chosen by the Divine Will."

The chosen one, which means someone like the Child of Destiny in this world.

Kurozawa's expression immediately became much more serious, his eyes slightly flickering as he seemed to be thinking.

Hongyue lightly nodded her head, saying seriously, "The more top-tier the existence, the more they can vaguely sense that." She pointed to the silent night sky.

"Muzan Kibutsuji would generally take notice around four hundred years ago, and then he would desperately try to destroy the Demon Slayer Corps."

"At that time, the Demon Slayer Corps suffered heavy losses, with only a scattered few remaining, not a force to be reckoned with. They were almost completely erased from history."

"So, he was born, severely wounding Muzan Kibutsuji and giving the Demon Slayer Corps the tools to completely defeat the Demons."

"This tool is the Breathing Technique." Kurozawa rubbed his chin.

"Yes, and then he retired at his strongest moment, letting go of his hatred for Demons."

"Oh, right, Yoriichi Tsugikuni's pregnant wife was accidentally attacked and killed by a Demon, which is why he went after Muzan Kibutsuji. Before that, he was indifferent to everything."

"He could even let go of such hatred... Perhaps he also realized that his destiny had been predetermined since birth, that he was just a manipulated puppet, which is why he gave up everything."

At this moment, Kurozawa suddenly said, "Little did he know, his giving up was just a part of the cycle."

In the original trajectory, Kurozawa only knew that Yoriichi Tsugikuni severely wounded Muzan Kibutsuji and was later killed by his brother, or rather, he reached the end of his life and his body was cut down. And during that time, there were no records of his deeds, as if he had completely disappeared.

Hongyue, however, shook her head and said, "Maybe he knew." After a pause, Hongyue continued, "In short, the Hyuga Wu you mentioned, perhaps because there wasn't enough time to give birth to another Yoriichi Tsugikuni to kill you, It chose another substitute with excellent talent."

Kurozawa sighed helplessly, "Actually, I was quite optimistic about that young man, but I didn't expect things to develop beyond my imagination."

"Looking at it this way, it's very likely that he will be the one to kill me in the future."

Hearing Kurozawa say this, Hongyue's expression immediately turned cold, her ruby-like eyes becoming scarlet. She looked at Kurozawa and said resolutely, word by word, "No, I won't let that happen."

"What if, what if I die?"

"Then I will make all of humanity be buried with you! No matter how many cycles there are!" As she spoke, her blood energy burst forth like mist, as if a sea of blood was rising and surging, enveloping her, filled with the constant wails of countless skeletal remains.

At the same time, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted, becoming bone-chilling.

Seeing Hongyue like this, Kurozawa realized again that his Hongyue was not a weak and gentle woman, but a terrifying Demon King much stronger than himself.

He hugged Hongyue and said softly, "Don't worry, I was just saying that."

"If I die this easily, I wouldn't be worthy of being your partner." Hongyue's emotions had become much more agitated in an instant, something wasn't right.

Hongyue's restless heart slowly calmed down. After a long time, she buried her head in Kurozawa's chest and whispered, "Sometimes I can't control my emotions."

Before Kurozawa could ask why, Hongyue continued, "Actually, in a way, Muzan Kibutsuji and I have merged. It wasn't a simple possession. It's just that my thoughts hold dominance, but my personality has been greatly influenced."

"The Hongyue you see before you tries her best to show her gentlest side, but she cannot change her inherently bloodthirsty and violent nature."

As she said the last sentence, Hongyue's voice was hesitant, and her Fighting Spirit also showed uneasy fluctuations. At the same time, she quietly raised her head to observe Kurozawa's reaction.

What met Hongyue's eyes was Kurozawa's face, wearing a gentle smile.

That smile was as bright as ever, warmer than the midday sun, instantly dispelling all the unease in Hongyue's heart.

"That's enough," Kurozawa said.

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