The unsheathed odachi fell to the ground with a thud, causing the ground to crack.

The originally bustling scene suddenly froze. The surrounding Fu Mourning God instantly swallowed the words that had yet to come out of their mouths and stiffly straightened their bodies.

They looked at each other, then guiltily looked away and carefully lowered their heads.

— — This is bad … —

— — This is bad!

— — Something bad is going to happen!

In a short moment, all the Fu Mourning God of the Sanjō Sect felt something terrible in their hearts.

Their elder brother seemed to be angry (suddenly despair.jpg).

Sanchū Sōjin, who was slightly lowering his head, quickly raised his eyes and looked at Ishikaga Maru beside him.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Sanchū's usually soft golden tassel actually showed signs of bristling at this moment. It added a pitiful feeling to the most beautiful sword that shook the world for no reason.

Then, there were a few more gazes that poked at him.

Without guessing, he knew that the owners of these gazes were most likely the other swords of the Sanjō Clan.

Ishikaga Maru instantly understood what everyone meant — —

This was such a familiar scene.

In the past, whenever everyone made his elder brother angry, he would always bear the heavy responsibility of comforting his elder brother (taking the blame).

And this time, he was also trusted by everyone as usual (taking the blame).

Thus, Ishikaga Maru turned his head and took a deep breath. With a resolute expression, he took a step forward and said solemnly, "Brother …"

"Shut up."

Jinjian cut him off. His golden eyes that were burning with cold flames glanced over dangerously, "I'll give you three seconds to go back to where you belong."

Ishikaga Maru heard this and didn't even have time to sigh at his elder brother's cruelty and coldness. His body had already reflexively obeyed the order and swiftly retreated into the crowd.

Sanchū, Komusubi, and the others looked at Ishikaga Maru who had returned in failure. They looked at him with resentful eyes.

Ishikaga Maru retreated again and again and helplessly said, "I have no other choice. Everyone … … take care of yourselves?"

This exceptionally strange question, the meaning behind it, made everyone suddenly tremble — —

Not good, it's over!

As if to confirm this exceptionally ominous premonition, the silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God slowly closed his five fingers.

He used more and more strength to lock the sword hilt. The friction made an extremely dangerous sound, as if he wanted to crush the thing under his palm.

"You guys, very good."

Death God Fu, who had repeatedly said "you can't do it" when facing experts, suddenly said.

Sanjō Sect's's's's's's's's … … … … Brother!

If you do this, we'll be at a disadvantage!

Jinjian glanced at the people present expressionlessly and said one name after another, "Government of Time, God's Inquisitor, Sword and Fu Mourning God … Hehe …"

In the end, the corner of his mouth curled up in an exceptionally cold manner. A cold smile flashed across his face. "Impressive —"

"I haven't been this angry in a long time."

Ever since he saw the three identical swords and sabers, the raging flames of the prairie had engulfed his entire chest. In the next moment, he was about to explode.

That pair of usually cold and indifferent golden eyes seemed to be filled with flowing lava at this moment, turning into a dazzling golden-red, so hot that it seemed to want to incinerate everything.

There was no doubt that the Fu Mourning God was enraged.

This outburst of anger had been accumulated for too long.

And this Fu Mourning God, who was innately arrogant, also did not know what forbearance was!

So the final result was — —

He was about to flip out!

An absolutely overwhelming and terrifying aura swept over and pressed down on him from head to toe.

It was difficult to breathe and difficult to stand.

There seemed to be an insurmountable mountain in front of them, shrouding everyone in its shadow.

Reina Akimoto trembled as she lifted her feet and shrunk her neck. "Why … why is he suddenly so angry?"

She stuttered as she asked. She originally thought that no one had the time to pay attention to her.

However, she unexpectedly heard her Komusubi's answer.

Komusubi seemed to smile bitterly, and his voice was bleak and bitter. "Brother probably feels that he has been slighted."

"Slighted?"

"The three swords and sabers should be absolutely unique.

But now … "

Komusubi did not finish his words, but Reina Akimoto already understood what he meant.

— — these treasures that were once unique in this world had now become expendable replicas.

Although this was a method that the Government of Time had to adopt in order to increase combat power, and even most Fu Mourning God tacitly approved of this behavior.

But … this obviously did not include the person in front of her.

"Hmph."

A deep voice, cold and disdainful.

The silver-haired, golden-eyed Fu Mourning God stood high up. The surging airflow around his body wildly cut through the air, as if to flatten everything to the ground.

He slowly raised the odachi in his hand, and then, with a force from his wrist, he forcefully embedded the odachi into the ground.

"Crack crack crack — —"

Dense cracks quickly spread out from the location of the Grand Elder's body.

However, this time, it was obviously not a turbulence that could be stopped in a moment.

The cracks spread farther and farther, and the more they spread, the wider they became. Just like the exploding anger of the Fu Mourning God at this moment, endlessly raging.

And as the cracks continued to expand, people gradually realized that it was not only the earth that was destroyed, but more seriously — —

It was the spiritual veins under the earth.

These spiritual veins were connected to the entire House of Ten Thousand, and transmitted spiritual energy to all parts of the House of Ten Thousand in real-time to ensure the independence and stability of this space.

And now, the spiritual veins that had suffered a destructive blow were obviously unable to continue this work.

And so, the entire House of Ten Thousand was destroyed.

It was as if the colorful world had suddenly faded into gray, or perhaps, it was the end of the world that came unexpectedly and absurdly.

The House of Ten Thousand collapsed in an instant, turning into endless broken fluorescent light.

The ground collapsed in an instant, leaving a pitch-black hole, and the sky became pale.

Reina Akimoto was hit in the face by the storm. She grabbed the corner of Komusubi's clothes, and wanted to cry but had no tears. "Hey, hey, hey, isn't he an acquaintance of yours?

Can you think of a way! "

Of course, Komusubi was thinking of a way.

But it was not because he was worried about the destruction of the House of Ten Thousand, but purely because he did not want to let Jinjian into the sight of Shi Zheng.

— — Think quickly!

What did they do when Big Brother was angry in the past?!

All the swords and swords of the three swordsmanship sects had unknowingly gathered together.

They stood in several rows very tacitly, and seriously arranged the order according to their height, striving to be neat and beautiful.

Then, everyone suddenly lowered their heads and bowed, and shouted in unison — —

"We are very sorry, Big Brother!

We know we were wrong! "

The series of actions flowed smoothly, as if they had rehearsed countless times in advance, and were unbelievably skillful.

Their usual elegance was completely restrained at this moment, and they became the most obedient and docile, respectful as if they were meeting the teaching director.

The earth-shattering shouts even covered the sound of the House of Ten Thousand collapsing in an instant.

The inquisitors and the Fu Mourning God of other sects who were lucky enough to be spectators were immediately shocked!

They stared at the people of the three swordsmanship sect, stunned. These people were usually inviolable in Honmaru, the big shots who were always worshipped, the evil forces who were always taken care of and loved to watch the fun, but now …?!

— — My Komusubi has never been so obedient!

— — The way Rock Melting bent down scared me to tears!

— — I felt that the little angel Jinjian's face was saying, "I don't understand what everyone is doing, but since it's related to Ōjin Ken, I'll just follow suit."

— — I don't believe that Ishikaga Maru can keep up with the movements of the main group!

I!

No!

I believe!

— — Grandpa, be careful of your waist!!!

— — The princes of the Sanjo family … are they really not impersonated?

— — Ah, I suddenly understand the style of the Suda Kouchi sect … Brother complex is really scary:)

After the incident at the House of Ten Thousand, the spectators were once again attacked by a devastating impact!

— — Damn, this trip to the House of Ten Thousand is really shocking!!!

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go any closer, it'll be dangerous if you go any closer!"

Reina Akimoto grabbed a inquisitor. The inquisitor was getting closer and closer to the center of the incident, and it was easy for him to be affected.

"Don't pull me, I want to see!"

The inquisitor looked as if he wanted to get closer and closer.

Reina Akimoto widened her eyes. "Do you want to die?!"

"What do you know, this is the most explosive secret of the three swordsmanship sects in the world, and you'll regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it!"

The inquisitor clasped his face in excitement. "As a swordsman, I can die without regrets!

— — Ahhh, Onii-sama, please look at me! "

Reina Akimoto: "…"

Reina Akimoto let go of the strange inquisitor, who had a look of infatuation on his face (seeking death). She realized that the tremors that were originally shaking the earth had stopped at some point in time.

"Could it be that … they've stopped?"

Reina Akimoto raised her head in surprise and looked at the figure standing high up in the sky.

The other party seemed to have been born to be the center of the world.

Even though Reina Akimoto could only see a blurry silhouette at the moment, she suddenly and inexplicably felt that — —

That must be a dazzling existence that was like the sun, born to be looked up to by everyone.

What made Reina Akimoto even happier was that the actions of the three swordsmanship sects seemed to have worked.

Although the effect wasn't great, the other party did seem to have restrained himself a little.

At the very least, the suffocating aura at the beginning had faded a little.

Reina Akimoto breathed a sigh of relief.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead and calmed her chaotic heartbeat.

"Reina!"

She suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

Reina Akimoto rubbed her eyes and looked at the girl who appeared in her field of vision in surprise: "… Ming, Mingsha?!

Why are you here! "

"Me?

I'm here to look for my rare sword! "

Akisa Nishikawa naturally put her hands on her hips and patted Jiazhou Qingguang next to her: "Thanks to my Shiguang's overnight tracking, it wasn't easy to determine the location … But in the end, I found out that the other party was actually in the House of Ten Thousand. To be honest, I was really shocked at the time."

Reina Akimoto looked at her friend angrily and anxiously: "You, you really … Can't you see that the House of Ten Thousand is very dangerous right now?!"

"I know.

The House of Ten Thousand has already been sealed off by Shi Zheng. If I didn't act quickly, I might not have been able to enter.

As for the danger you mentioned … "

Akisa Nishikawa raised her hand and pointed to the distance, indicating: "Shi Zheng has already sent people to deal with it."

Akisa Nishikawa naturally saw her friend's uneasiness, so she immediately told her the news of Shi Zheng's actions.

After all, in her, or in the eyes of most of the Divine Inquisitors, Shi Zheng was still a very reliable and powerful existence as an official force.

But this time, there seemed to be a little accident —

"… Is it my imagination, Reina, you look … more desperate?"

Akisa Nishikawa carefully glanced at her friend and said with uncertainty.

Reina Akimoto's eyes were filled with tears: "It's not your imagination."

— — Haha, this is the legendary opponent of God, [Beep — —] teammate!!

— — The boss that I finally managed to calm down is going to explode in the blink of an eye!

As if to confirm this premonition, the murderous aura that had been gradually extinguishing suddenly roared powerfully and surged out again like a tide.

And this time, the other party didn't target or avoid it at all. It almost vented its pressure on everyone present, and even the Fu Mourning God of the Three Swords Sect was not spared.

"Oh?

You are Shi Zheng's people. "