Shi Zheng had sent a total of five people.

Although the number of people was small, in fact, this was all the highest authority staff that could be mobilized in a short period of time.

Some of the Divine Inquisitors who understood this had already quietly bowed to the five of them to show the respect of subordinates to their superiors.

These five people were all wearing black hunting clothes with golden patterns. An emblem that resembled a space-time compass was embroidered on their chests. Their faces were covered with Divine Protection Paper, covering most of their faces.

"You are Shi Zheng's people?"

Jinjian glanced at them expressionlessly and then commented without holding back, "Weaklings."

Other than one person who was barely passable, the other four people's spiritual energy was neither high nor low. It was really not outstanding.

Thinking that this guy actually dared to touch the sword of the Sanjo family, heh …

Jinjian did not hide his contempt and straightforwardly showed that he had a negative impression of Shi Zheng. He was willful and arrogant.

This attitude obviously angered the few people on the other side to a certain extent.

They were in high positions, and it had been a long time since anyone dared to speak so rudely to them.

Therefore, one of them could not hold back the anger in his heart and wanted to scold him.

However, before he could do anything, Jinjian seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned his head and looked straight at him.

That pair of golden eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, but under that layer of ice, it was clearly the blazing fire of the sun.

A moment ago, it was a coldness that froze the soul, and the next second, it was a shiver that scorched the heart.

"You have something to say to me?"

Jinjian stared at that person. Rather than saying that it was a question, it was better to say that it was a one-sided suppression and warning.

That person suddenly felt a huge pressure on his body and could not help but stumble back a few steps in cold sweat.

Then, he felt that his mouth was dry and he could not spit out a word.

Seeing this, the other four people looked at each other.

Then, one of them stepped out and bowed to Jinjian, "We are employees of Shi Zheng. We have no ill intentions, sir. Please stay calm."

"Calm?

Do you think I'm not calm enough now? "

Jinjian naturally heard the warning and criticism in the other party's words. He immediately sneered and raised his chin dangerously, "Believe me, you don't want to see me really not calm."

Hearing this, the person was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Since you are the Fu Mourning God of Sword, then you should know that Shi Zheng and Fu Mourning God are friends, not enemies."

He glanced at the shattered barrier of the House of Ten Thousand. The shock he felt when he first heard the news came back to him, and he couldn't help but tighten his throat. "Your Excellency, it's unreasonable for you to make such a ruckus here.

If you can stop this, we....

This decision had been urgently finalized before everyone had arrived.

At first, when they heard that Shi Zheng's strongest barrier had been destroyed, there was no need to mention how shocked they were. Fortunately, the other party was not Shi Zheng's mortal enemy, the Tracing Army, so there was still room for negotiation.

..............

After all..

. the other party was the Fu Mourning God of Sword. And Shi Zheng had many ways to deal with the Fu Mourning God of Sword that had already served them...

So the most important thing now was to calm the other party down.

The rest could be slowly dealt with later.

Even if Shi Zheng's people covered it up almost perfectly, Jinjian still caught a flash of malice in the person's eyes.

However, thinking about the completely destroyed Ten Thousand Houses, Shi Zheng's anger seemed to be reasonable.

Moreover, Shi Zheng was willing to take a step back and not pursue the matter. So, Jinjian's best choice now seemed to be to cooperate and stop.

He should obediently return to his own era and no longer interfere in the affairs of current affairs.

In this way, he would still be Sanjō Munechika's most proud masterpiece, and still be the legendary famous sword in Pingan Jing.

This was a very reasonable and appropriate way to do it.

But.

Jinjian did not.

"I refuse."

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God declared arrogantly, "Before my anger subsides, everything will not be over.

As for Shi Zheng's pursuit — "

"What is that?

Do you think I'm afraid? "

Fu Mourning God was arrogant to the point of being rude. His usual coldness faded away, revealing a condescending look.

Shi Zheng's people immediately changed their faces when they heard this. They almost could not maintain their calm appearance.

For a moment, they felt that Jinjian was too insensible, but they were indeed afraid of the other party's strength.

Because before they came, they already knew Jinjian's identity.

He was not the Jinjian that countless interrogators were familiar with. He was the eldest brother of the Sanjō family, the Dachi that Sanjō Munechika regarded as his masterpiece.

Although the name was the same, most people seemed to have heard of the Dachi more.

But this did not mean that the Dachi was low-key and unknown. On the contrary, he was too famous, so much so that he was infinitely close to a legend. He was an existence that illuminated an entire era like the sun in the distant years.

Therefore, this Dachi was regarded as a myth, a miracle that no one dared to imagine.

"If we want to deal with this Dachi, we have to take some measures."

The five people's expressions changed, and several different countermeasures flashed through their minds. But this time, they were not as gentle and polite as before.

Then, at this moment, someone noticed Sanchū Sōjin not far behind Jinjian —

Of course, that was not an ordinary Sanchū Sōjin.

Previously, they were so focused on Jinjian that they ignored the other swords around them.

Now, looking at the white bone horn that was exceptionally obvious, it was the proof of a heavy dark fall.

Of course, the more important point was that Sanchū Sōjin and Jinjian were from the same swordsmanship sect.

At that moment, they thought of Shinzheng, who had joined Shi Zheng for the sake of Fujichiro, Shinzheng, who had always followed Sasaki, and Jiang Xuezuo, who had compromised because of Munechiza …

Ah, this was —

"The so-called brother …"

Shi Zheng and the others narrowed their eyes and whispered with unknown meaning.

The Dark Fu Mourning God was keenly aware of the gazes on him. He immediately raised his head and looked straight at them. His delicate face was filled with a heart-palpitating coldness.

"Brother …"

The fallen Mikazuki Munechika seemed to have understood something. He stared at Shi Zheng and the others with a suppressed and dangerous expression. Then, he carefully glanced at the odachi not far away from him, struggling and enduring.

Shi Zheng and the others looked at each other, and then one of them stepped forward and said, "This Dark Fu Mourning God, I think you may need our help."

His voice was loud enough for most people to hear.

Thus, many of the Divine Inquisitors and other sects' Fu Mourning God reacted and retreated a few steps with caution.

This was not an unreasonable prejudice and dislike. It was all because the Dark Fu Mourning God's mind would be affected by the Dark Fu Mourning God.

Therefore, even if the Dark Fu Mourning God did not mean to, there would often be confusion in his words and actions, and even lose control of himself.

Sanchū Sōjin did not care about other people's opinions.

But he cared about Jinjian — there were so many Sanchū Sōjis here, and he happened to be the most imperfect one.

The moment he realized this, his heart felt as if it was being squeezed, and the pain was unbearable.

Thus, the Dark Depravity that had been barely suppressed by the heterogeneous spiritual energy seemed to have a tendency to recover.

Wisps of black fog appeared and curled around the Fu Mourning God's body. It was terrifying and ominous.

When Shi Zheng and the others saw this, the corners of their lips curled up in an unpredictable arc, "The final outcome of the Dark Depravity is to become a monster with no sense of reason.

Only Shi Zheng can help you. You will be purified, and then obtain a new life. "

So, Jinjian, and all the other Fu Mourning God —

The Time Government is the only existence that can save you, and it is your indispensable support!

"Although there is no need, I might as well ask — how do you plan to help?"

Jinjian ignored Shi Zheng's emphasis on his position and asked directly.

Shi Zheng and the others choked, and then answered, "The Divine Inquisitors have the ability to purify the Fu Mourning God. We have arranged for the Divine Inquisitor No. 1218 to take over … As for that Divine Inquisitor, he should be here now?"

"Me!

I am No. 121 … Oh! "

Akisa Nishikawa just raised her hand to indicate her existence, and the next second, her mouth was tightly covered by a hand.

She groaned a few times in pain, and the hand covering her mouth loosened a little. At the same time, Jiazhou Qingguang's voice rang in her ears, "Miyaji, I will let go immediately, but you must not make a sound, understand?"

The word "must" was deliberately emphasized. Akisa Nishikawa seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter, so she hurriedly nodded.

As soon as Jiazhou Qingguang let go of her hand, Akisa Nishikawa gasped for a few times.

While catching her breath, she asked in surprise and confusion, "What happened? You scared me to death all of a sudden."

Jiazhou Qingguang did not immediately go forward to appease his impatient Divine Inquisitor as usual.

He just calmed his face and warned almost solemnly, "Miyaji, we don't want Na Sanchū anymore."

"… Wh, why?!"

Akisa Nishikawa was both pained and puzzled.

Jiazhou Qingguang's eyes flashed, and then as if he thought of something, he awkwardly turned his head away, "Because of his Aniga, we can't afford to offend him."

He looked at the Divine Inquisitor who seemed to want to say something, and firmly and neatly interrupted, "Anyway, that's it. Listen to me."

Although Akisa Nishikawa felt that Shi Zheng was the authority, compared to Jiazhou Qingguang, who she got along with day and night, she obviously trusted him more.

Therefore, although Shi Zheng and the others were still looking for her in the distance, she lowered her head and did not make a sound.

On the other side, Shi Zheng called for a long time, but no one came, so he awkwardly closed his mouth.

Jinjian was originally just casually asking, so he did not care at all.

After all, he was the one to discipline his younger brother, and others had no right to interfere.

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God ended his conversation with Shi Zheng.

He tilted his head slightly, as if listening attentively, and then suddenly said, "It's about time."

Shi Zheng and the others looked at the Fu Mourning God who suddenly quieted down, and felt uneasy for no reason.

They then stammered and asked, "... Time?

What time? "

Fu Mourning God did not answer, but raised his eyes meaningfully, "You should have a high position in Shi Zheng."

"… We are the core members of Shi Zheng."

"Is that so? That's good."

At the last moment when Fu Mourning God's voice fell, the entire House of Ten Thousand suddenly shook violently.

— — Time is up.

— — What time?

— — The time when the House of Ten Thousand completely exploded.

Originally, the House of Ten Thousand was almost destroyed, and this time it was even more excessive. The entire space began to be annihilated bit by bit.

The sky was like a broken glass, and after a crisp sound, a dark hole was revealed.

The ground collapsed and fell into an endless black abyss.

The color of the entire space faded, and only a dark hole was left.

People stood there, and clearly felt that there was ground under their feet.

But other than the black color, they could not find a specific place to stand.

Black, black, black …

Other than darkness, there was nothing else here.

People screamed in panic, but no one knew whether it was by luck or on purpose, but no one died.

Some of the Divine Inquisitors reacted and trembled as they took out the space-time compass, and then they were pleasantly surprised to find that it could still be used!

The Divine Inquisitor, who was crying tears of joy, quickly opened the channel of the Rejuvenation Pill, and then ran away without stopping.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

Three Swords and Three Blades were unwilling to leave with the Divine Inquisitor, but in the end, they could not resist the power of the contract between the Divine Inquisitor and Fu Mourning God, and could only be dragged away by force unwillingly.

Jinjian raised his hand and threw the space-time compass to Sanchū Sōjin, and motioned to him, "You go back first."

Sanchū took the compass, but did not obediently leave immediately, "Brother, aren't you coming with me?"

"Of course not."

The corners of Jinjian's lips curled up imperceptibly. He seemed to be looking forward to it, but his calm eyes were clearly cold and indifferent.

"I'll go with them."

Sanchū followed Jinjian's gaze, and then saw the five people from the Current Government. Like the rest of the people, they were hurriedly opening the space-time channel.

So, Sanchū Sōjin instantly understood his brother's plan, "You want to …"

"Ah, it's what you think."

These five people with high authority, who were the core members of the Current Government, where would they go when they were running for their lives in panic?

Of course, they would go to the place that they thought was the safest, most appropriate, and most hidden.

And that place was undoubtedly —

"The Current Government's headquarters."