Ibaraki Doji carelessly wiped the blood from his face and laughed heartily, "That was a good fight!"

He had already heard the name "Shutendoji". If it was any other time, he would have quickly followed him.

But this time …

Ibaraki Doji glanced at the Fu Mourning God. He knew that if they went down from here, they would be separated immediately.

And for a long time after this, he would not come to Pingan Jing. Naturally, he would not be able to meet this rare opponent.

So now, he didn't mind spending a little more time and staying for a while.

Jinjian stopped his attack, but he did not put his body back into the scabbard.

He stood on the roof of the palace and looked down at the surrounding scenery.

The originally luxurious and magnificent palace was now buried in ruins.

The messy wreckage was everywhere.

The once precious and rare treasures were all smashed into cheap waste, annihilated in the apocalyptic wasteland.

"The destruction is quite serious."

After a few breaths, the Fu Mourning God looked away and calmly concluded.

Ibaraki Doji heard this and glanced sideways, then lightly snorted, "This is something that those humans should be worried about. Why should we worry about it?"

This big monster who had always done things without any scruples obviously did not care about the destruction he had caused.

In other words, in this world, except for the strong, there was almost nothing else that could make him stop.

The Fu Mourning God did not care about the other's words. He was silent for a moment, then, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I am very satisfied."

That smile was free and light, like a flower blooming on a glacier, or a wind blowing through the clouds.

Long and indistinct, fleeting in the blink of an eye.

Together with the Fu Mourning God's exquisite face, the so-called world's most beautiful woman could not be more beautiful than this.

Even Ibaraki Doji, who was used to seeing beautiful women, could not help but be stunned for a moment.

Soon after, he sensed a strange feeling. It was a subtle but real sense of dissonance.

No, if I think about it carefully …

It was strange enough that he would say "I'm very satisfied" in front of such a mess.

Ibaraki Doji frowned slightly.

As a great monster that had lived for a very long time, no matter how arrogant and casual he usually looked, he would still be cautious when he needed to be.

Gradually, he began to realize that ….

In other words, the other party didn't intend to hide it from the beginning. It was just that he had been immersed in the pleasure of the battle just now, so he didn't notice.

[Fu Mourning God's clothes are too clean.]

After going through such a great battle, compared to him whose hair was dyed with blood and whose armor was shattered, the other party didn't even have a wrinkle on his clothes.

As if sensing Ibaraki Doji's gaze, Fu Mourning God glanced at his clothes and explained, "My clothes were damaged and it was inconvenient to repair them, so I paid special attention during the battle."

He … paid special attention to it?!

In that kind of battle just now, in that kind of battle where even a second of distraction could lead to death, he actually … had the leisure to pay attention to such things?

How unbelievable was this? However, Death God Fu's matter-of-fact attitude clearly indicated that …

This was true.

No matter how unreconciled and ridiculous it sounded … this was the truth.

Ibaraki Doji slowly straightened his body.

His muscles that were originally sore from relaxing tensed up again. His pupils that were flickering with a strange light slowly contracted and finally straightened into a sharp line.

Ahhh … how long has it been since he felt this way?

[Dissatisfaction from being looked down upon, anger from being offended, and … unprecedented trembling and excitement from encountering an overwhelmingly powerful existence!]

There was no doubt that at this moment, the great monster displayed an unprecedented level of aggression.

However, Fu Mourning God only glanced at the other party. His attitude could even be said to be calm, "The emperor wants my body, but father is not willing.

So, I can only choose to commit 'sin'. "

[A sword that has brought destruction and pain to the imperial family will not be accepted no matter what.]

[So, he deliberately suppressed his strength to delay the battle, and then openly turned the Kokyo into a desolated mess.]

After a brief explanation, Fu Mourning God said seriously, "At first, you said that you want me to fight with all my strength … I can't keep my promise, and I'm very sorry."

"Hmph … hahahaha!"

Ibaraki Doji covered his face with one hand. His chest was trembling, and his breath was dangerous, "How dare you make a fool of me … Fu Mourning God, do you think this is the end?!"

"That's not it. In fact —"

Jinjian looked at Fu Mourning God with sincerity and seriousness, "There's one more thing that I need your help with."

Ibaraki Doji: "… …"

"I've caused a lot of damage to the imperial family. In order to prevent father from being implicated, I have to atone for my sins."

As Fu Mourning God spoke, he raised the real body in his hand again, "I think that 'capturing Ibaraki Doji alive' is a good idea."

Ibaraki Doji: … … Haha, it's bad enough that you used me to put on an act with you, but now you won't even let my people go!

Do you think I don't have a temper?!

Ah!

Jinjian looked at the big demon's red eyes and thought for a moment. Then, he said, "In order to express my apology and respect, I will do my best this time.

Please don't worry. "

Ibaraki Doji: … … Rest in peace and die?!

However, Fu Mourning God didn't waste any more time.

He slowly raised his sword and then slowly slashed down.

This slash was unusually slow, but the big demon couldn't avoid it. He felt the suffocating pressure of death, as if a bright sun hanging high in the sky had fallen and was closing in on him.

"Boom!"

There was another loud sound, but this time, it didn't affect the surrounding buildings at all.

The big demon that was originally standing on the roof was struck down by the slash. Then, he crashed heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater.

Fu Mourning God jumped down from the roof and bent down to grab the big demon's horn. Then, he dragged him all the way to the Emperor of Japan.

The Emperor of Japan was surrounded by many guards, but Fu Mourning God ignored them. He let go of the horn in his hand and said calmly, "Your Majesty, the demon that broke into the palace has been captured."

The Emperor of Japan didn't look happy.

He raised his trembling hand and pointed at the unconscious Ibaraki Doji. Then, he pointed at the expressionless Fu Mourning God. Finally, he glanced at the ruined palace.

"You … … You guys are really!!!"

The Emperor of Japan panted heavily, as if he couldn't catch his breath, "Go … …"

"Your Majesty, please reconsider."

Haruaki Abe stepped forward and interrupted the Emperor of Japan. Then, he bowed and said, "Ibaraki Doji is an important subordinate of the Great Ghost King. If he is executed like this, I'm afraid the Ghost King won't let it go."

The Emperor of Japan, "Then this Zhen … …"

Haruaki Abe smiled and interrupted again, "Jinjian has done a good job in eliminating the demon. I'm sure the Emperor of Japan is wise and has his own plans."

The Emperor of Japan choked. Then, he widened his eyes and said angrily, "Then what about my palace?!

This great palace has been completely destroyed! "

"Well … …"

Haruaki Abe thought for a while, then said slyly, "I've heard that the Ghost King is building a palace. The palace is filled with all the rare treasures in the world … … If Your Majesty doesn't mind, I can write a letter for the Ghost King to redeem Ibaraki Doji with gold and silver.

Firstly, it's a favor. Secondly, it can make up for Your Majesty's loss. "

Hearing this, the Emperor of Japan's dark face softened.

After a while, he waved his hand tiredly, "We'll do as you say."

Haruaki Abe nodded. Then, he glanced at Sanjō Munechika who was not far away. So, he said again, "Then, about Jinjian, how does Your Majesty plan to deal with him?"

The Emperor of Japan snorted, "Take it back, take it back!

My palace can't afford to worship such an amazing sword. "How is this a sword? It's obviously his ancestor!

After saying that, he turned around and left as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Seeing that the Emperor of Japan was about to leave, the people who were still standing at the same place got up and followed him.

A large group of people left with great momentum. After a while, they completely disappeared.

The originally crowded space suddenly became empty. In the end, only Haruaki Abe and a few others were left.

Sanjō Munechika walked forward and bowed gratefully, "Thank you for your help, Haruaki -sama."

Haruaki Abe quickly helped him up. He smiled and shook his head, "You don't have to be so polite. I didn't do anything … Even if you want to thank me, it should be …"

The Yin Yang Master glanced at Death of Mourning God Fu from the corner of his eyes. Then, he covered his mouth with his fan and sighed meaningfully. "In short, you've really forged an extraordinary sword."

…

[No. 1218 Honmaru]

The Inquisitor stood in front of the door of the Honmaru. The cold wind blew through the door and slapped on her face.

The Inquisitor couldn't help but shiver. Then, she looked at Jiazhou Qingguang's … scarf with envy.

Jiazhou Qingguang looked at her in confusion. Shiro Tatō and the Five Tigers Retreat also looked over.

"What's wrong, Master?"

The only three Fu Mourning Gods in this Honmaru asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing."

Although the Inquisitor really wanted to crawl back into Nuannuan's bed, she stubbornly resisted the urge!

After all, today was —

Today was the day they welcomed their new companions!

With this thought, the Inquisitor could not help but feel energized. She felt that the cold morning had become bearable.

Jiazhou Qingguang glanced at the Inquisitor's overly excited expression and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, I think it's better if you don't give it too much of a treat."

The Inquisitor looked back at him in confusion, "Why?

Didn't Fox's Assistance say that we're going to welcome a rare sword with maxed out mastery! "

As a Divine Inquisitor who was poor and had only ever owned a three-strike sword, this was simply the luckiest thing in the world.

"That's why, Master, don't always listen to what you want to hear!"

Jiazhou Qingguang was helpless against his careless Inquisitor. He couldn't help but emphasize again, "That's a Dark Falling Sword!"

Once a Fu Mourning God suffered unbearable grief and hatred, they would be dyed black, lose their divinity, and become an anomaly.

Such a fallen Fu Mourning God would usually be executed.

However, if the target was only slightly fallen or extremely precious, then the Time Government would consider the situation and send them to other normal Honmaru, hoping that the Inquisitor would be able to purify them.

There were many cases of fallen Fu Mourning Gods being successfully purified, but at the same time, there were also many cases of innocent Inquisitors being killed by a Dark Falling Sword that went out of control.

"Dark Falling Swords are very dangerous. If you can't purify them, Master, please don't show mercy.

If necessary — "

Jiazhou Qingguang seemed a little reluctant, but he still forced himself to say, "Break —"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The Inquisitor suddenly raised his voice, then raised his hands and made a cross in front of his chest, "That won't happen. Don't you believe in my strength?"

"But!"

"Okay, okay … Hey, look, isn't Fox's Assistance here?"

The Inquisitor squinted his eyes and looked again, finally confirming that the small one running over was Fox's Assistance.

The fox-like shikigami ran over quickly, and before the Inquisitor could ask, he was the first to shout —

"Bad news, Master Inquisitor!"

Fox's Assistance's voice became sharp due to anxiety, "The Dark Falling Sword that was supposed to be escorting here today forcefully broke the seal and escaped!"

"… What did you say?!!!"

The Divine Inquisitor grabbed Fox Nosuke's tail and shook it quickly in disbelief. "What happened to the supposed foolproof seal? What happened to the supposed strongest seal in politics?"

"Oh … I'm very sorry, Master Inquisitor."

Fox's Assistance shook his dizzy head, then said, "I didn't expect him to be so crazy.

You have to know that the price of forcefully breaking the seal is very high. At the very least, it will cause serious injuries, and it might even break into pieces on the spot. "

The Inquisitor heard this and took a deep breath, "Then, where did the Dark Falling Sword run off to?"

Fox's Assistance: "This … We, we're still confirming the coordinates.

But it shouldn't be in this time and space anymore … "

"Oh?

Then you mean — — not only is my max level sword heavily injured, it might have fallen into an unknown time and space, hmm? "

The Inquisitor didn't feel that there was anything wrong with putting an uncontracted sword under his name, and said in a dangerous tone.

Fox's Assistance: "Sorry, sorry QAQ."

"Forget it."

The Inquisitor let go of Fox's Assistance, then turned to the three Fu Mourning Gods behind him and said, "Time Government is not reliable at all.

Since it's our new partner that went missing, then we'll find it ourselves! "

The Inquisitor took a few steps toward Motomaru and found that there was no response, so he turned around and said, "Why aren't you guys following?"

"By the way, the main shrine …"

Jiazhou Qingguang helplessly held his forehead, "Do you know which Dark Falling Sword it is now?"

"Which Dark Falling … Rare … Blade …"

"Isn't that completely unclear?!"

Jiazhou Qingguang grabbed his scarf and then decisively asked Fox's Assistance, "So, who is it that was sent here?"

Fox's Assistance blinked and hurriedly said —