LOL: Kaisa's correct evolution manual

Azakana demon.

Yongen narrowed his eyes slightly, and without saying anything, he immediately rushed towards him with two swords in his hands.

This demon that feeds on human negative emotions should not exist in the world!

Yongen's figure rushed towards Azakana like a ghost, but Azakana's movements were more agile. He avoided Yongen's attack with just a flash.

Just as Yongen was about to advance again, Yasuo finally broke free from the influence of the spell and regained consciousness.

What came into view was a figure that looked like half man, half ghost. Yasuo had a preconceived notion that this guy was going to attack the old man who gave him the wine, and his body reacted subconsciously.

Yasuo moved forward, raised his sword to block Yongen's sword for the old man, and then exerted force again, instantly sending Yongen flying.

Yongen stood in the distance holding two swords, and Yasuo finally had a full view of Yongen.

The first thing I noticed was the mask, an...evil mask.

Yasuo narrowed his eyes slightly, swung his sword, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

This situation is just like that moment.

Yongen's face under the mask could not hide his sadness, but in response to Yasuo's question, he just said coldly: "I am not here for you."

As he spoke, Yongen vigorously swung the two swords in his hands and rushed out like a ghost. Yasuo was not to be outdone and also rushed forward with a sword in hand. The two figures suddenly collided in mid-air.

The blue and white sword edge collided with the dark red sword edge, and an astonishing gust of wind instantly erupted.

But what Yasuo didn't expect was that he couldn't do anything to this guy at all, and this collision only ended in a draw!

The two of them retreated at the same time. At this moment, Azakana finally couldn't bear his inner desire and revealed his true form.

The demon's body descended behind Yasuo, and its huge figure almost enveloped Yasuo. A slightly cold voice came out of Azakana's mouth:

"Su Ma's good disciple is nothing more than this. Your so-called reputation has brought him to this point!"

"If you abandon your reputation, all you'll have left is survival!"

Yongen's expression remained unchanged. He crossed his swords in front of his chest and assumed his usual sword stance.

But when Yasuo saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank. This sword style... is exactly what his brother Yongen often uses!

Thinking of the demon's whispers behind him, Yasuo finally recognized that the man in front of him was his brother whom he had killed with his own hands.

The nightmarish memory once again flooded into Yasuo's mind, and an extremely complicated expression emerged on his face, one of guilt... disbelief... confusion... annoyance... and regret.

Yasuo half-knelt on the ground with a painful expression, once again indulging in that terrible nightmare.

Yongen sighed softly, and did not say anything to comfort his brother. Instead, he pointed the sword in his hand at Azakana.

But what Yongen didn't expect was that Yasuo's "decline" did not last long.

Soon, Yasuo raised his head again.

But this time, there was only determination on Yasuo's face.

"I won't run away again!"

Yasuo held the sword with both hands and slowly raised it above his head. Endless sword intent instantly burst out from Yasuo's body. The endless sword intent turned into one terrifying gale after another. Yasuo, who was wrapped in the gale, seemed to be reborn.

There was no need for any words between the two brothers, not even any eye contact.

With the sound of galloping, the two brothers split into two directions and rushed towards the demon together.

Azakana is just a young demon. Apart from being able to absorb the negative emotions of its host, its own strength is not very strong. However, each of the two brothers has the strength to hunt down Azakana.

Azakana had no chance to resist under the attack of the two men, and his huge body seemed to have been wrapped in the blue, white and dark red sword winds.

Azakana roared in frustration, but it was of no avail.

Yongen swung the swords in his hands, and dark red energy instantly appeared on the two swords. Then, Yongen's body swept past like a long rainbow, and the sharp sword edge pierced Azakana's body mercilessly, throwing his body into the air.

Feng Chen...Jue Nian Zhan!

Seeing this, Yasuo's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his sword and stepped forward, immediately connecting with the sword wind.

"Death is like the wind, always with me!!!"

The violent wind cuts off the breath!

As the blue and red sword winds converged, Azakana's body fell heavily to the ground.

However, Azakana was still not dead at this time. Yongen did not relax. He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Azakana's head.

"If the inner demons don't go away, I won't die..."

Azakana's voice had no effect on Yongen. The sharp blade in his hand with a dark red glow pierced into Azakana's head without hesitation.

With a surge of energy, Azakana's huge body instantly turned into ashes.

Azakana is dead.

Yasuo put his sword back to his waist and looked at his brother naturally.

"Yong En, kill me."

Death is not scary to Yasuo. What is scary is carrying the sin and living with it forever.

He hoped that he could die at the hands of Yongen, so that he could wash away his sins and atone for his sins to Yongen.

But Yongen also put away his two swords. Although he and Yasuo were half brothers, to him, Yasuo was his own brother.

How could Yongen, who has watched Yasuo grow up, bear to kill his own brother?

Yongen didn't say anything, just looked at Yasuo deeply, then turned and left.

Yasuo stared at Yongen's departing figure in a daze. He could feel that he seemed to be free from all constraints.

Yongen...my brother forgave me.

Yasuo stood there, not moving for a long time.

It was not until the petals in the distance fell with the wind and landed on Yasuo that he suddenly woke up.

In a trance, he seemed to hear his brother's gentle voice:

"The strong wind also has its way back."

Touched, Yasuo turned around and whispered, "Farewell, Yongen."

The dawn light shone on Yasuo through layers of green shade, and seemed to be shining on the road in front of Yasuo.

Yasuo sighed softly, gradually straightened his slightly bent body, and his figure gradually disappeared into the forest.

Yongen, who seemed to have left but was actually hiding in the tree, stood on a branch, quietly watching Yasuo's receding figure.

"May the spirit of Ionia guide you. Brother, even the wind has its way home."