60% of the purchase ratio was not enough.

The originally bustling scene immediately froze,

The surrounding Fu Mourning God instantly swallowed the words that had yet to come out of their mouths and stiffened their bodies.

They looked at each other,

Then they guiltily looked away and carefully lowered their heads.

-Crap,

-Crap..

-Crap! -

-Something bad is going to happen!

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

Then, he realized something very important.

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

Sanchū Sōjin, who had his head lowered slightly,

He quickly raised his eyes,

And Ishikaga Maru, who was beside him, looked at each other.

He did not know if it was an illusion, but Sanchū's golden tassel, which had always been soft, was faintly showing signs of bristling at this moment,

It added a pitiful feeling to this most beautiful sword that shook the world for no reason.

Then..,

There were several more gazes,

Their presence was extremely obvious.

There was no need to guess to know that the owners of these gazes were most likely the other swords of the Sanjō family.

Ishikaga Maru instantly understood what everyone meant..,

This was such a familiar scene.

In the past, whenever everyone made their elder brother angry..,

He always took on the heavy responsibility of comforting his elder brother (taking the blame).

And this time..,

He was also trusted by everyone as usual (pushed out to take the blame).

Thus..,

Ishikaga Maru turned his head and took a deep breath,

He took a step forward with a determined expression,

He said solemnly, "Brother.."

"Shut up."

Jinjian cut him off cleanly. His golden eyes, which 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 did not 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, and complained with their eyes.

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

The meaning behind this exceptionally strange question caused everyone to 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 clenched his five fingers.

He tightened his grip on the sword hilt with increasing force. The friction produced an extremely dangerous sound effect, as if he wanted to strangle and shatter the object under his palm.

"You guys are really good."

Fu Mourning God, who had said "You", "You" Maru "'s" '".

Everyone from the Three Swords Sect trembled when they heard this. Brother, brother, brother …

"You are good for us!"

Jinjian glanced at everyone present with an expressionless face. His emotions were difficult to discern as he said one name after another, "Government of Time, God's Inquisitor, Sword and Fu Mourning God... heh..."

In the end, he pulled the corner of his mouth in an exceptionally cold manner, and a sneer disappeared in an instant, "Amazing -"

"I haven't been so angry for a long time."

Ever since he saw these three identical swords, the raging flames of the prairie had swept through his entire chest. The next moment, he was about to explode with a bang.

And the pair of golden eyes that had always been cold were now filled with flowing lava, turning into a dazzling golden red. It was so hot that it seemed to burn everything to ashes.

— — There was no doubt that the Fu Mourning God was in a frenzy of rage.

This gushing anger had been accumulating for too long.

And this Fu Mourning God, who was extremely arrogant by nature, also did not know what patience was!

So the final result was — —

He was going 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.

It was as if an insurmountable mountain stood in front of them, shrouding everyone in its shadow.

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

She stuttered her question. She originally thought that no one had the time to pay attention to her now.

However, she unexpectedly heard her Komusubi's answer next to her ear.

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

"Slighted?"

"A three-legged sword should have been 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 no choice but to adopt in order to increase combat power, and even most Fu Mourning God tacitly approved of this behavior.

But... this clearly 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 air around his body madly cut through the air, as if to flatten everything to the ground.

He slowly raised the odachi in his hand. 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 ground that was destroyed, but more seriously — —

It was the spiritual veins under the ground.

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 instantly collapsed, 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 before?!

All the swords of the three swordsmanship sects had gathered together at some point.

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 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 head of teaching.

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

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

They stared at the three people with their mouths agape. These were the untouchable flowers in the Honmaru, the big bosses who were always worshipped, the evil forces who were always taken care of and loved to watch the fun. Now, they were actually …?!

— — My Komusubi has never been so obedient!

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

— — I felt that the little angel Jinjian had a face that said, "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, watch out for your waist!!!

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

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

After the incident at the House of Ten Thousand, the spectators were once again subjected to 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 could easily be affected.

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

The inquisitor looked like 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 groups in the world, the only one that will regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it!"

The inquisitor held his face in his hands, "As a swordsman, I can die without regrets!

— — Ah ah ah, Onii-sama, please look at me! "

Reina Akimoto, "…"

After letting go of the strange inquisitor who had a look of infatuation (seeking death), Reina Akimoto came back to her senses and realized that the tremors that were originally shaking the mountains had stopped at some point in time.

"Could it be that … they've stopped?"

Reina Akimoto looked up in surprise 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 groups 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 initial suffocating aura had slightly faded away.

Reina Akimoto breathed a sigh of relief.

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

"Reina!"

An exceptionally familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

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 Seiguang's overnight tracking, we finally found the location with great difficulty … But in the end, we 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, "Shi Zheng has already sent people to deal with it."

Akisa Nishikawa naturally saw her friend's uneasiness, so she immediately informed her 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 unexpected —

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

Akisa Nishikawa cautiously 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 appease 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 tidal wave.

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

"Oh?

Are you Shi Zheng's people? "

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God stared at the people who suddenly appeared and slightly narrowed his eyes, "Just in time, I have something to talk to you about."

After the large-scale destruction of the Imperial Palace, Pingan Jing was lively for a while.

The related topics skyrocketed and became the topic of discussion among the nobles and commoners.

Many nobles wanted to visit Sanjō Munechika and borrow his sword.

However, all of them were rejected by Sanjō Munechika.

Although Sanjō Munechika's attitude was firm, it seemed to make the nobles more interested and more obsessed with the legendary sword.

This gave this swordsmith, who didn't like to socialize, a headache for a while.

Fortunately, this situation didn't last for long.

Because, in Pingan Jing, where demons and ghosts were lurking, a new topic soon appeared — —

"Another wave comes before the previous one is over."

A certain uninvited Grand Onmyoji took a sip of his master's tea and sighed. "Sigh, Lord Sanjō, you have to be more careful when you go out these days. The capital isn't very peaceful right now."

"Master Haruaki is talking about the demon in the recent rumors."

Since the incident in the Imperial Palace, Sanjō Munechika and Haruaki Abe were completely familiar with each other.

So, occasionally, this Onmyoji would take the time to come over and have a cup of tea. After a while, the two became good friends.

As for the demon mentioned above, Sanjō Munechika had indeed heard of it — —

"It is said that it roams the streets at night and attacks passersby. It has caused quite a lot of panic several times … But I heard that a few days ago, Yinyang Liao seemed to have started to deal with this matter … — —"

At this point, Sanjō Munechika frowned. He felt that something was wrong.

After all, if Yinyang Liao had really taken over, there should have been no news about it until now.

The next moment, he saw Haruaki Abe wave his hand and sigh, "To be honest, Yinyang Liao failed this time."

When Munechiko Mijo heard this, he exclaimed in surprise, "Even Lord Qing Ming-sama, you don't have a way?"

"Well … I didn't even see that monster before it ran away."

As if thinking of something interesting, Haruaki Abe suddenly raised his eyebrows. "He was clearly surrounded by a large group of Yin Yang Masters, but he managed to escape under everyone's watchful eyes. There wasn't even the slightest trace of him."

The Yin Yang Master opened his bat fan and smiled meaningfully. "He might not be a powerful monster, but he's definitely difficult to deal with … No, whether he's a monster or not, it's still hard to say."

Sanjō Munechika saw that Haruaki Abe had his own thoughts. He felt a little more confident. "If that's the case, then Haruaki -sama's visit this time probably isn't just for tea."

As Haruaki Abe said, if Yinyang Liao couldn't do anything about it, then he should be busy right now. No matter what, he shouldn't be here, unless — —

"I'm here today because I have something I need Lord Sanjō's help with."

When it came to business, Haruaki Abe's expression turned serious. "Although this is only my personal speculation, in fact … I suspect that the main character of this incident is most likely Fu Mourning God."

Sanjō Munechika: "… Fu Mourning God?!"

"Yes.

And — — "