Yuuri Takishiro seemed to have thought of something and smiled, "So that's how it is..."

Yurina stretched out her hand and pointed lightly at the black-gold lake beneath her feet. The steel sky that covered the entire Japanese sky began to shrink rapidly, and finally turned into a black-gold long sword, quietly floating in the air.

The elegant arc of the blade reflected the ruins of the city, and a powerful wave of divine power spread out from it.

This is the divine weapon that Kunitsu God created with all his efforts.

Yurina, wearing a black kimono with cherry blossoms, floats next to the blade, as if she remembered something.

"Takishiro, this Huojin Sword doesn't have a name yet. Can you come up with one?"

Yuri Takishiro scratched his head, looking a little distressed, "I've never given a name before, so I don't really understand... I'd better let Brother Nanaya give it to me after I meet him."

"Yeah... okay."

Yuuri Takishiro stretched out his hand and gently grasped the hilt of the black and gold long sword, his red clothes rustling in the wind.

He looked up at the attribute panel above his head. After holding the knife, his level began to rise wildly!

97,98,99…99+

The bonus that the Huojin Sword brings to the sword owner is a combat power bonus that transcends the realm, just like Yuuri Hei Tetsu, who was just an ordinary person at the time, holding several Huojin Swords in his hands, he could fight against several oracles alone.

And what Yuuri Takishiro was holding at this moment was a divine weapon-level Huojin sword.

This is also the only SSS-level item he has obtained.

His fighting power has undergone tremendous changes compared to before!

Boom!

Yuuri Takishiro's figure instantly disappeared from the sky, and a piercing sonic boom instantly swept the earth.

Before the Corpse God could react, a figure in red holding a knife suddenly chopped down from above the Corpse God's head amidst the rolling invisible waves of air!

Swish!

The black and gold blade easily cut through the hard body of the corpse god, and with a flash of lightning, it instantly cut off a thick right arm along with half of the body!

There was originally less than half of the health bar above the Corpse God's head, which shrunk significantly in an instant. The entire health line has dropped to one-fifth, and he has fallen into a seriously injured state.

It all happened so fast. From the moment Yuuri Takishiro rushed down from the sky with a knife in hand to the moment he cut off most of the health bar with one knife, it only took one second.

The face of the corpse god, which was without any facial features, was twisted hideously. He lowered his head to look at his feet. The red-clothed figure holding a black and gold long sword was looking up at him indifferently, as if he was looking at a corpse.

Waves of divine power swept across, and just as the Corpse God was about to release the power of the Mountain God, the red-clothed figure slashed in mid-air once again!

A flash of blade light cut through the wreckage of half of the city's buildings, cutting off the other half of the corpse god's body along with it.

The heavy limbs fell to the ground, making a dull humming sound. After this blow, only a small amount of the Corpse God's blood remained, and it had reached the killing line.

Yuuri Takishiro tightly grasped the black and gold long sword and was about to swing the sword again when his body suddenly shook and his face turned pale.

Swinging the divine weapon Huojin Sword twice in a row caused backlash on his body. Although this backlash was nothing for a human being at the ceiling level, if he was in a state of complete victory, he could at least swing the sword dozens of times in a row...

Unfortunately, the genetic defect in his body had not been completely repaired, and the backlash from the two consecutive attacks began to affect the genetic defect in his body.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, quickly avoided the Corpse God's dying attack, stomped his body on the ground, and soared into the sky again!

"The last knife..."

Yuuri Takishiro groaned softly, and the black and gold long sword in his hand was unsheathed again, drawing an arc, and slashing straight towards the neck of the corpse beast!

As the blade flashed, the blood bar above the Corpse God's head shrank again and was completely empty. The Corpse God's huge body fell to the ground powerlessly with a roar, crushing a large amount of building wreckage into pieces.

Amid the billowing smoke and dust, Yuuri Takishiro, dressed in a red robe, slowly put the black and gold blade back into the sheath, walked to the side of the corpse god, and sat down staggeringly.

With the last blow, he successfully killed the Corpse God, but his own condition was also very bad.

The genetic defect that had been mostly repaired showed signs of worsening. He felt his eyelids becoming heavier and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Takishiro! Are you okay?" Yurina's figure floated out from the blade, looking at him with worried eyes.

"I'm fine, sister." Yuri Takishiro waved her hands, "Brother Qingyu will come to save me..."

"Brother Qingyu?" Yurina was stunned. "Where is he?"

Yuri Takishiro looked in one direction and raised a finger weakly.

Yurina hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand and waved it lightly. A spot of light rapidly expanded on the black and gold blade, and the next moment two figures walked out of it.

Amamiya Haruki lowered his head and coughed a few times, then glanced around, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Where is this?" Beside him, the sturdy Furuhara Ryoki was stunned, "How did I get here?"

When they were in the "human circle", they saw with their own eyes a pillar of light rising, and then a huge blade covered the sky. Then, golden threads flew out from the light and drew them into the world of the blade.

Before they could come to their senses, the golden thread appeared again, guiding them out of the knife.

"It's the world outside the Eight-foot Mirror." Amamiya Haruki said calmly.

He turned his head, looked at Yurina floating beside him, and asked, "What happened?"

…

"Jialan has fallen into a deep sleep and is about to become a god?!"

After listening to Lin Qiye's story, Baili Pangpang and others widened their eyes and said in disbelief.

Lin Qiye nodded. "I'm worried that the Eight-foot Mirror might break and cause danger. I'll let the Shangxie Society take her away first. When we leave here, we can bring her back."

Cao Yuan sighed, "I thought that Jia Lan had hidden her strength, but I didn't expect that she had already gone this far..."

"How long will she sleep?" Jiang Er was floating on the clouds, and his voice came from the speaker on An Qingyu's waist.

“I don’t know, but it may take hundreds of years.”

Everyone gasped.

"Hundreds of years? By the time Sister Jialan becomes a god, won't we all be..." Fatty Baili stopped talking halfway and stopped talking.

"Is there no other way to wake her up in advance?" An Qingyu asked with a frown.

“…Maybe.” Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, with a gleam in his eyes, “But I won’t know the details until I find Wang Mian.

The God of Time may be the only one who can speed up this process..."

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