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Chapter 471

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On the top floor of the Illusory Castle.

Tachika Fujimaru's words revealed the other party's true identity, which made Musashi and Chiba Muramasa, who were behind her, come to a realization.

"So that's how it is. The leader of the uprising in the Shimabara Rebellion? No wonder you hate the shogunate's rule. "

Chiba Muramasa understood, but then he changed the topic and his tone turned cold. "But it's fine if you hate and take revenge on the shogunate, but you actually let the heroic spirit swordsman slaughter the ordinary people and made Ah Xi and the others lose their parents. This is proof that you have fallen into the devil's path, so don't blame this old man for being rude!"

After saying this, Qianzi Muramasa threw the white feather cloth on his shoulder back, and then pulled out the demon blade on his waist with a clanging sound. He glared at the other party with furrowed brows.

"Hmph, hahahahaha! In the end, you're just a second-rate heroic spirit, a second-rate swordsman, and a second-rate master. What can you do with your strength? "

The white-haired young man, Shiro Amakusa, who came from another world, just laughed, his eyes revealing his contempt for the three of them.

"Ever since the chaos on the Primordial Island, I've already crossed over 20 worlds. I've traveled between worlds like a ghost, surpassing the past time and time again, reincarnating in purgatory time and time again."

The corner of his mouth opened wide, his eyes were scarlet, and an extremely irritable look appeared on his face. "I have experienced despair far more than you! I'll let you have a good taste! The domain of my extreme anger! Waves of resentment were stirred up as they struggled endlessly! Show yourself, my Avici Purgatory — —! "

"Is it an inherent barrier?"

Musashi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she did not hesitate to step forward with her sword, trying to use it to interrupt his chant.

"Clang!"

But before her sword could touch Shiro Amakusa, an extremely long katana swept across from the darkness, and with just one slash, it blocked both of her swords.

"There's someone else?"

Musashi's face turned cold, and just as she was about to step forward, the opponent's katana seemed to have grown eyes, blocking her way forward, and she had no choice but to quickly retreat.

In the next instant, Shiro Amakusa's singing ended.

In an instant, before Musashi could clearly see the face of the hidden third person, an intense light appeared in front of them as if the sun had descended in front of them.

Immediately afterward, the space in front of everyone's eyes was rapidly replaced.

When Musashi and the others came back to their senses, the whole world had been turned upside down.

In front of them was no longer the top floor of the illusory castle, but a red wilderness.

Flames.

Raging flames.

Chi Yan.

Other than flames, there were more flames.

The world in front of him was filled with flames. Whether it was the vegetation or the rocks in the wilderness, everything was burning.

Corpses covered the mountains and plains. Corpses that had been pierced through by swords and spears, corpses that had their heads and limbs chopped off, corpses that reeked of blood with their internal organs exposed … These corpses, without exception, were all burning in the flames. Their skin and flesh were burned away, their bones broken, and they were burned to ashes.

What he saw was like a scene from hell on earth.

"This is that guy's trump card … Tachika, don't walk around casually. There's evil energy everywhere, and it's so strong that just breathing in the air will poison you, making your body and spirit strange."

There was only purgatory in front of him, and nothing else. He couldn't even see his own body. The figures of Musashi and Senko Muramasa seemed to have disappeared in front of him, and only their voices entered his ears.

"Musashi? Old Master Muramasa? Where are you? "

Tachika Fujimaru listened to Musashi's words and didn't move his feet casually, but he still raised his hands and tried to feel around.

"Don't worry. Although I can't see, I can feel the aura. We're right beside you now."

Musashi's voice was full of seriousness. "Considering Shiro Amakusa's identity, this inherent barrier is probably the scene of the Shimabara chaos he experienced … And the amount of evil energy, I see. Those heroic swordsmen should have stored the resentment and souls obtained from killing civilians in this inherent barrier, and then burst it out in one breath."

Previously, he didn't understand why those heroic swordsmen used the inherent barrier but didn't use the barrier's effect at all. Now, he finally understood.

It wasn't that they didn't use the inherent barrier's special effect, but that they had already used it. It was just that it wasn't used for fighting, but to store souls and resentment. The resentment, evil energy, and souls accumulated from killing hundreds of thousands of people were stored in it. Even the souls of the heroic swordsmen who died in the inherent barrier were probably absorbed by this inherent barrier.

That was why there was such a large wave of evil energy that swept through the entire Earth Qi City. That was because Shiro Amakusa had leaked the evil energy stored in the inherent barrier in one breath.

"Yes! My voice has been transmitted, right? The new Musashi, Senko Muramasa! My inherent barrier — the Shimabara Hell Scroll — has no exit. You can only wander in it forever, and then your spirit and soul will be worn down by the evil energy and resentment, and your body will be eroded. In the end, you will either turn into an Anomaly or melt away. There is no third possibility! "

The evil energy and resentment would affect the spirit and soul, and then corrode the body. If one couldn't withstand it, they would turn into an Anomaly on the spot. Even if one could withstand it, under the continuous erosion of the evil energy and resentment, one's spirit and soul would gradually be worn down, causing the body to fall into decay.

It was the same for the residents of Earth Qi City outside. More than half of the residents couldn't withstand it and directly turned into Anomalies. Although the rest could withstand it, they died at the hands of their companions who had turned into Anomalies.

With the willpower of Musashi and the other two, it was impossible for them to not be able to withstand the erosion and turn into Anomalies. However, if they couldn't leave this inherent barrier, the final outcome would most likely be the erosion of their souls, the melting of their bodies, and their death.

"Old man! Didn't you say I could leave it to you? If you have any trump cards, quickly use them! "

Musashi's anxious voice entered Tachika Fujimaru's ears. Because she couldn't see Musashi's figure, she couldn't determine where he was.

"Long-winded, Musashi! Quiet down, this old man can concentrate! "

Qianzi Muramasa's usually calm voice entered Tachika Fujimaru and Musashi's ears.

"Clang!"

At the same time, there was the rhythmic sound of hammering iron, which stunned Tachika Fujimaru and Musashi.

At this critical moment, he was still hammering iron?

"Of course, this old man has a trump card! That guy called Shiro, you said that this inherent barrier doesn't have an exit, right? Hmph, there's no need for an exit at all! "

"Clang!"

"This old man has been enduring until now. From now on, just leave it to this old man!"

"Clang!"

The rhythmic sound of hammering iron overflowed with enthusiasm in this inherent barrier. Qianzi Muramasa's words were as cold as ever.

"— The ultimate blade that I pursued in the past was not a steel blade that could cut flesh and break bones.

What I pursued in this body was the settlement of resentment.

Severing karma, severing fate, severing old karma.

In other words, the liberation from old karma — "

The chanting didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.

The sound of hammering was also incessant.

Musashi and Tachika Fujimaru trembled at the same time, as if some kind of divine might was about to descend here.

"— Reaching here is the result of countless research.

Using tens of thousands of swords as models, piling up numerous sword tombs.

Reaching here is the result of all kinds of concentration.

Showing here is the wish of all living things.

Gathering here is all non-karma.

Everything in my life exists to reach this blade.

The Sword Pulse is here —!

Take this, this is mine, Dou Mou Che, Muramasa —!!! "

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