After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

Hearing the name said by Fan Gong Yudou, Ji Guoyuan's figure shook. He held the chess piece in his hand but did not put it down for a long time. He closed his eyes and recovered his chaotic breath.

"So...you mean to say...he has been just acting all this time?" Tsugikuni Yoshiichi's tone was heavy, and the chess piece fell heavily to the ground.

Bang-dang——! !

The chess piece had cracks, but it did not completely break. Ji Guoyuan's hand was trembling slightly as he retracted it, and as he did so, it gradually became stiff and clenched into a fist.

"No... this possibility is very small. That kind of natural feeling is too real..." Fan Gong Yudou touched his chin with his fingers, thinking about his next step.

"The records in the ancient books are too incomplete and not well preserved. Although there are other events recorded, they are all unnecessary... So this question is left unanswered..."

After picking up and putting down the chess piece again and again, Fan Gong Yudou finally placed the next chess piece. He looked at the situation on the chessboard below, and finally moved his gaze to Tsugukuni Yuichiro.

"So let's move on to a new question. This is the one I've put the most thought into. If your answer is what I'm thinking..."

"Then perhaps we will understand a little bit about why Muzan-sama has become what he is now..."

Upon hearing this, Tsugikuni Yoshiichi's body froze for a moment, and his lowered head slowly raised up. His eyes were calm but without light. His red eyes became dim and gray, leaving only a faint desire for the truth.

"Go ahead..." Ji Guoyuan said in a depressed tone, no longer paying any attention to the chess game in front of him.

In response to this, Fan Gong Yudou's eyes gradually became sharp. Looking at the chessboard that was enough to determine the outcome, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Mr. Yunyi, do you still remember that train trip?"

"I remember." Ji Guoyuan recalled it quickly. Because what happened that night was so bizarre, he still remembered it clearly after such a long time. At the same time, he also realized what Fan Gong Yudou wanted to ask: "You mean the dream? And the soul that claimed to be the 'true owner of that body'?"

"As expected... You did something in your dream, no wonder..."

Fan Gong Yudou, who originally wanted to ask, spoke after hearing what Ji Guoyuan said next.

"Could you elaborate on that dream?"

Tsugikoku Yoshiichi didn't hesitate and told everything in great detail, so detailed that he even mentioned every word written in the diary clearly.

It was not until they talked about that strange door and that strange black figure that Jiguo Yuanyi gradually realized something.

The shadow's tone of voice was so similar to Mo Yunchuan's tone and manner after his sudden change in the Swordsmith Village...

"Is that possible? Looking at it this way, it's beyond common sense..."

Fan Gong Yudou muttered to himself, his expression changed from confusion to surprise, and then revealed a hint of fear. After adjusting for a moment, he said what he knew and some guesses.

"Mr. Yunyi, you should know that Master Mo Yunchuan is not the "Originator of Demons"...?"

Tsugakuin nodded slightly to confirm, because after the events of Upper Six, Tsugakuin had already confirmed that Mo Yunchuan was not the real Demon King Muzan. (Chapter 86)

"And here lies the problem. In the description of the real 'Ghost King Muzan' that Your Excellency just mentioned, he also said something that makes no sense..."

"Coupled with that man-made war, that demon vanished after battling the human known as the Son of God... only to reappear over a hundred years later as the original Demon King, Muzan..."

Fan Gong Yudou spoke slowly, and at the same time made a new move. The situation had already confirmed Ji Guoyuan's defeat, and then he slowly expressed his guess.

"Perhaps... the demon must have started some kind of plot after the war ended, and therefore split his soul into two. One is Lord Mo Yunchuan, and the other is the "Darkness" trapped in that dream gate!

"They should have different memories, but the sovereignty of the body belongs to Lord Mo Yunchuan, and that 'Darkness' should only come out to replace it after reaching a certain situation, until now it has completely turned back into a demon."

"And that certain situation is you...Mr. Tsugikuni Yoshiichi."

Jiguo Yuanyi remained silent and continued to listen with a complicated expression.

Fan Gong Yu Dou:

"Maybe it should have appeared in your first life, Mr. Yunyi, but it didn't..."

"But you died and were reborn three hundred years later. That's why I'm sure that was you. After all, resurrection from the dead seems to be just for that purpose."

"And the reason why that 'Darkness' didn't appear in the first life was probably because it was blocked by the strange light in that strange dream. That must have been arranged by Lord Mo Yunchuan..." (Chapter 4)

"But you destroyed that stream of light in your dream, and the layout began to flow until it became what it is now. But why did it take so long, and how to stop it, I can no longer guess..."

Having said that, Fan Gong Yudou stopped and looked at Ji Guo Yuanyi calmly. After a moment, Ji Guo Yuanyi slowly closed his eyes and expressed a possibility.

"Perhaps his goal is my body..." Tsugikoku Yoshiichi recalled what happened at the hot springs in the swordsmith village. (Chapter 93)

I thought it was just nonsense, but now it seems that is the only possibility.

But it can be done as soon as you enter the Infinite City, but why didn’t it happen... Is there something missing?

As he thought about it, Tsugikoku Yoshiichi's expression calmed down. He thought of a way that might solve the problem...

At the same time, looking at the chessboard that determined the outcome of the game, and looking at the distribution of the chess pieces, Ji Guoyuanyi slowly picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Fan Gong Yudou was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After opening a passage to leave, he reached out to take off the mask, held his hands flat, tilted his body and saluted.

Tsugikoku Yoshiichi also returned the gift.

The outcome of the chess game is still unknown, life or death is still uncertain...

————The deepest battlefield in Wireless City

One of the Upper Moons, Kokushibo, was waiting for his incoming opponent in a wide space. His figure was as steady as a rock, and he looked awe-inspiring without even getting angry. His purple-black feathers were fluttering slightly.

"The first person to come... is actually you... in the form of the dead... you have become stronger... Ai... Komaji..." Kokushibo suddenly spoke, and a gradually approaching figure was reflected in his golden pupils.

It was Komaji wearing a Soryu Dojo robe, who suddenly appeared in front of Kokushibo, with his right hand extended forward as a palm and his left hand retracted as a fist, and spoke in a loud voice.

"I can't rest easy and go to hell until I defeat you!"

——————To be continued!