"So what are we going to do now?" Shen Qingzhu asked, "The 'Human Circle' has been destroyed. Can we go back to Daxia directly?"

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, looked down at the cushion in his hand, and shook his head.

"One last thing..."

"Um?

Baili Pangpang's eyes fell under the clouds, and he saw a figure holding a white-haired boy among the wreckage of the city. A light golden halo surrounded him, and he was rushing towards where they were.

Lin Qiye looked down at the figure, surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Furuhara Yoshiki?"

Without hesitation, he controlled the somersault cloud to descend and flew in front of Furuhara Yoshiki.

"Is it you?"

When Furuhara Ryoki saw Lin Qiye, he was stunned at first, and then his expression became a little strange.

He still clearly remembered that after Lin Qiye took [Zhanbai] from him, he also snatched away his [Shinin]. Although he later asked Amamiya Haruki to return it, he still received a solid beating.

Lin Qiye smiled apologetically, his eyes fell on the pale-faced Yuuri Takishiro in his arms, and his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He killed the corpse god with the Huojin sword, and his physical condition doesn't seem to be very good." Furuhara Ryoki temporarily put aside his personal grudges and answered seriously, "Yurina asked me to bring him to find a man named An Qingyu."

Lin Qiye turned to look at An Qingyu, who pushed his glasses and a hint of grayness appeared in his eyes. After analyzing Yuuri Takishiro's physical condition, he nodded slightly.

"The condition has deteriorated a bit. Although it is not serious, it still needs treatment as soon as possible and cannot be delayed any longer."

An Qingyu looked around and pointed at an empty house across the street that had been abandoned for over a hundred years. He said, "Carry him in. I'm going to start the operation... cough, start the operation."

Everyone carried Yuuri Takishiro into the house and began to clear the table for An Qingyu, and soon they cleared out a space.

"Brother Qiye..." Yuuri Takibai lay on the table, reached out and grabbed Lin Qiye's hand, and spoke weakly.

"What's wrong?"

"Go find my sister... She's still waiting for you."

"Yurina?" Lin Qiye was startled. "Where is she?"

"She turned into the Huojin Sword Soul and is over there." Yuuri Takishiro pointed in the direction he came from.

Huojin Sword Soul?

Hearing this, Lin Qiye froze in his tracks, "How did she become a sword spirit? What happened?"

Yuuri Takishiro recounted what had happened, and Lin Qiye fell silent.

"……I see."

Lin Qiye glanced at An Qingyu, who was walking towards them in a white coat, took a deep breath, and gently touched his head, "Don't worry, Brother Qingyu will cure you... I'll go find your sister."

"Um."

Lin Qiye walked to the door and Baili Pangpang came over.

"Qiya, where are you going?"

"Let's do the last thing." Lin Qiye glanced at the foggy sky and said, "The 'Human Circle' has been destroyed, but Takama-ga-hara is still in hiding. The chess game set by the old man Wang Mian is only one step away...

Only I can take this step.”

Baili Pangpang scratched his head, seemingly not quite understanding, but still said, "We'll go with you."

"No need, you guys stay here with Qingyu." Lin Qiye shook his head, "This matter is very dangerous. I have the futon to protect myself. If I run into trouble, I can amplify the somersault cloud and fly back."

"……All right."

Baili Pangpang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Lin Qiye looked back at Yuuri Takishiro on the table, turned around and walked out the door, his crimson cloak gradually disappearing into the mist.

…

Misty Japan.

A black and gold long sword was quietly inserted into the broken mountain. A light golden halo emanated from the blade, covering the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of meters.

The fog rolled outside the halo, unable to enter it at all. Inside the halo, Amamiya Haruki, wearing a black kimono, was sitting quietly next to the long sword.

Yurina floated in the air, looking in the direction where Yuri Takishiro left, her eyes full of worry.

"Tell me, has Takibai found Brother Qingyu?"

"He will definitely find it." Amamiya Haruki said confidently, "He can see a small map of this area. It won't be difficult for him to find someone."

Yurina's expression relaxed a little and she turned to look at Amamiya Haruki. His temples were already gray and he looked very tired.

"Brother Amemiya, the 'human circle' has been destroyed. What are your plans next?" she asked softly.

Amamiya Haruki sat by the mountain and was silent for a moment.

"Although the 'Human Circle' no longer exists, the thoughts of those people have not completely changed with the demise of the old order. A new world has been created, but how to guide their thoughts onto the right path and what kind of new order to create is still a difficult problem..."

Yurina thought about it carefully, "But, I feel that Amamiya-nii's ideas are already very complete, wouldn't it be better for you to guide them?"

"I am just an ordinary person who grew up in the 'human circle'. Although my thoughts are a little advanced, I still can't escape the shackles." Amamiya Haruki paused and continued.

"I want to see the outside world with my own eyes and see what their world of thought is like... Maybe I can find the answer that suits us."

"You want to go to Daxia?"

"Daxia is a must-go. If there is a chance, I would like to go with the Xie Society and take a look at other 'human circles'."

"But you are no longer the Master of Huojin Sword? It's too dangerous to walk outside alone."

Amamiya Haruki smiled and turned to look at a puddle beside him. The dripping rain fell on the water, creating ripples. In the reflection, a figure in white clothes and white hair was holding an umbrella, overlapping with Amamiya Haruki's figure.

"It just so happens that my old friend has nowhere to go, so he will accompany me."

Yurina blinked and was about to say something, but suddenly her eyes froze and she turned to look in a certain direction.

The rolling fog outside the halo suddenly stagnated. At the same time, the scattered raindrops in the sky seemed to be frozen, floating quietly in the air. At this moment, the flow of time around them became incomparably slow.

At the end of the hazy fog, two figures emerged from the shattered remains of the city.

One of them was wearing a dark grey cloak, had white hair, a long sword hanging from his waist, and had extremely deep eyes;

A man wearing a light blue cloak and carrying a sword bag on his back, exudes a faint kingly aura and his eyes are sharp and resolute.

They passed through the slowed-down time, stepped onto the broken mountain, and slowly approached the black-gold blade on the mountain.

"Is it them?" Seeing these two people, Amamiya Haruki was slightly stunned. M..

Wu Xiangnan passed through the pale golden halo on the edge of the blade, clasped his hands to his chest, and spoke politely to the two people in front of him:

"Wu Xiangnan from the Daxia [Blue Rain] team would like to borrow your weapons from you two."