Jinjian didn't want to make such a big commotion, but he was blocked outside the barrier.

Shi Zheng's most powerful barrier instantly recognized the two Fu Mourning God in front of it. One had fallen, and the other was not part of Shi Zheng's organization at all.

So, the barrier went into a state of alert and naturally rejected the two of them.

Jinjian looked at the barrier with strange runes flowing in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and slashed with the odachi in his hand.

This caused the barrier to shake for the first time.

Dense cracks appeared on the barrier, like a broken mirror image.

And the small world inside the barrier also had a huge turmoil, and the whole world shook unstably three times.

But even so, this was the barrier that Shi Zheng relied on the most.

So, under the Fu Mourning God's first test, although there were faint signs of collapse, it still stubbornly held on at the last moment.

"Oh?"

Jinjian's slightly tired golden eyes focused, and his raised tone had a hint of interest, "Interesting."

His gaze wandered around the barrier, and then fell on somewhere at the bottom right of the barrier.

That was the weakest, the dimmest, and the easiest place to attack.

Now, even if it was just a light tap, this fatal weakness would be enough to make the entire barrier fall apart.

But …

Jinjian's attention didn't stop here. His eyes turned and moved to the top of the barrier.

That was the place where the power was the most abundant, the strongest, the most dazzling, and the most core.

"… It's here."

He rather willfully gave up the easy weakness, and the tip of the odachi pointed straight at the most challenging place.

Then …

"Boom!"

The second sword strike was the fragmentation of the barrier, and the collapse of the sun.

— It was still easier than expected.

Jinjian sheathed his odachi, and his golden eyes returned to their initial calmness.

Then, he stepped on the broken wreckage of the barrier and slowly walked into the interior of the House of Ten Thousand.

And the moment he really entered the House of Ten Thousand, Jinjian noticed several unusual auras.

Some were strong, some were weak, but they were pure and clear. There was a strange and familiar feeling.

Most importantly …

Jinjian narrowed his eyes slightly. He was keenly aware that although there were hundreds of people coming, there were still several hundred of them.

But to be specific, there seemed to be only five types.

This strange feeling reminded him of the assembly line and the clones in the Petri dish that looked exactly the same as the ones in the production line.

"In that case …"

Jinjian looked at the Fallen Fu Mourning God behind him. His eyes flickered as he said, "One of the auras is very similar to yours."

— — It wasn't just similar. If they weren't dyed black, their presence would be exactly the same.

This conjecture was easily confirmed when Jinjian saw several "Sanchū Sōjin" gradually appear in his field of vision.

The originally empty surroundings were suddenly filled with a large group of Fu Mourning God.

Just a moment ago, this group of Fu Mourning God had been running towards them at a speed that exceeded their limits.

However, when they really got close to the golden-haired, silver-eyed Odachi, they couldn't help but stop. They maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too close as they silently stood and watched.

They stared at the Odachi not far away, as if they were capturing an afterimage and protecting the moon in the water.

Every time they looked up and approached, there was a pale hope and an extreme desire hidden in their eyes.

"Ahhh … Is this a wandering dream, or a delusion that deceives itself …"

Ishikaga Maru muttered unconsciously, and his eyes appeared to be in a trance for a moment, "I actually saw it … saw it …"

The address that he couldn't say was like a taboo, struggling to break in his trembling voice.

Perhaps it was because he had been standing for too long, but Ishikaga Maru felt that his feet were numb, and he couldn't help but want to get closer to that person.

However, before he could take a step, a small figure in the crowd shot out like a cannonball and rushed straight to the Odachi.

It was a child-like Odachi. His long silver hair was tied up, and the ends of the hair hung softly on the side of his neck.

He blinked his bright red eyes, and his tone was filled with unconcealable excitement, "Hey, hey, is that you … Are you Ōjin Ken?"

Odachi paused after he finished speaking, as if he suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly lowered his head in a panic, carefully tidied up the messy corners of his robe, and flicked away the nonexistent dust on his shoulder armor.

Then, he raised his head and puffed out his chest again, like a soldier being inspected, and said with what he thought was his best appearance, "You haven't seen me yet, right? I'm Little Jinjian, ah, you can call me Xiaotiangou!"

"Tengu?"

Odachi keenly captured the familiar word, and he finally raised his eyes and said with an unclear meaning.

"Hey!"

The little Odachi seemed to have received a huge encouragement in an instant.

He took another step forward, and his high canine teeth knocked on the ground, making a clear and crisp sound, "All along, all along … I've wanted to see you no matter what!"

Jinjian listened to Odachi's words, and his eyes quickly swept around.

There were already many identical Odachi gathering around, but they seemed to have tacitly agreed that the Odachi in front of them was the representative.

Therefore, even the Xiaotiangou, who always liked to chatter, stood aside obediently, and looked like they wanted to go forward but were holding back.

Odachi looked like he wanted to say something more, but because he was too emotional, he couldn't find the right words for a while.

The little child stared at Odachi stutteringly, and his face was red with anxiety.

Then, soon, another loud voice directly interrupted, "Hahahaha, brother!

It really is brother! "

Rock Melting stepped forward with Odachi, and the prayer beads wrapped around his neck clinked together. His every move was bold and decisive, "Brother, you really made Rock Melting wait for a long time!

Since the battle with brother, Rock Melting hasn't had a good fight in a long time. "

"To be able to meet you again, Yan Rong is very happy!"

Unlike the other relatively restrained brothers, Odachi didn't hide his excitement, fighting spirit, enthusiasm, and ecstasy.

His crisp laughter echoed in the area, and it dispelled the restrained atmosphere, and the scene suddenly became lively.

Sanchū Sōjin, who had been silent, slowly walked in.

His posture was elegant and calm, so perfect that no one could find fault with it.

It seemed that when he first saw Odachi, he stumbled uncontrollably, but it was just an illusion of others.

However, the unusually bright eyes under the eyelashes finally revealed a corner of the turbulent undercurrent, letting people know that the Five Swords of the World with high divinity were far from being as calm as they seemed.

Sanchū naturally saw the Fu Mourning God behind Jinjian, and also saw the prominent bone horn on his head.

However, facing the dark version of himself, he didn't have any intention of loyally drawing his sword. Instead, he sighed regretfully and disappointedly, "Sigh, what a pity, I'm not the first Zhenzhen that brother met."

— Is that all you care about?!

The few inquisitors who were watching with their lives on the line choked and fell to the ground.

Jinjian listened coldly. He ignored the increasing number of inquisitors and the approaching Shikigami, and asked, "What's your name?"

Sanchū Sōjin was stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes. It was unknown whether he was happy or sad, but he chuckled lightly, "So that's how it is, brother at this point in time … You really are the first in every sense of the word — another 'me' …"

— Well, even an old grandpa who has lived for a long time would occasionally be jealous … Even though we're all clones, we have the privilege of meeting each other earlier than the original …

"Sanchū Sōjin, my name is Sanchū Sōjin."

The World's Most Beautiful Sword answered with unprecedented gentleness and obedience. She nodded her head and swayed her golden tassel.

"… Komusubi!"

Reina Akimoto finally caught up with her own Fu Mourning God. Even though there were many other Komusubi here, the contract between the inquisitors and the Fu Mourning God was enough for her to easily recognize his Zhenzhen.

Reina Akimoto carefully avoided the other Fu Mourning God and arrived next to the Komusubi.

However, the Komusubi's attention wasn't on her, so he didn't respond immediately.

Qiuyuan Linnai wasn't an unreasonable person. The strange atmosphere at the scene was enough to make her realize that things weren't ordinary.

Even so, she still felt that she had to.

Slightly!

Just to remind him —

"Cough, this … Komusubi, he's the one with the Fallen Fu Mourning God. Isn't it a little inappropriate for us to be like this?"

Even if it's just a little, please cover it up a little … Shikigami was probably going to explode if they were so brazenly befriending someone they suspected to be an enemy!

Perhaps Reina Akimoto's words finally had some effect, as the Komusubi turned his head and smiled as usual —

"Mister, you're mistaken. There's no Fallen Fu Mourning God here."

Reina Akimoto blinked her eyes and then struggled to raise her hand, "But …"

Big brother, it's so obvious. Do you have to be so obvious when you're lying through your teeth?!

However, before she could finish her sentence, the rest of the Gods of Death in the surrounding area had already turned to look at her.

Ishikaga Maru: "This God's Inquisitor is mistaken."

Xiaotiangou: "Where's the Fallen Fu Mourning God? Oh, I can't see it, I can't see it!"

Rock Melting: "Hahahaha, it's not good to cause trouble for Elder Brother."

Sanchū Sōjin: "Hey, I don't like that guy, but since it's related to Elder Brother … Hahaha, this old man's eyesight isn't too good. He can't see the Fallen Fu Mourning God."

Reina Akimoto: "…"

Was this the collective protection of the three big shots?!!!

More and more God's Inquisitors chased after their Fu Mourning God from all directions.

Then, they quickly realized that today was probably the day that the three big shots had agreed on for a family meeting.

Those Ouhuang Katanas, which were rarely seen, were now crowded all over the place as if they were free.

This was already shocking enough.

But soon, more and more God's Inquisitors noticed another shocking fact —

A silver-haired, golden-eyed Odachi stood in the middle of the crowd.