However, Ye Xuan's name caused the Western countries to be wary. After all, the Westerners weren't stupid. Japan had always been on good terms with the Western countries. How would they dare to use intercontinental missiles?
However, Japan didn't have any strong evidence to prove that Ye Xuan was the one who did it. Moreover, Japan had already ceded their land and paid compensation. This matter was temporarily suppressed by the Western countries.
…
Japan, Emperor Pavilion.
The Emperor of Japan, Miyamoto Takeda, was holding two broken pieces of the Muramasa Demon Blade in his hand. He sat on the ground in a daze. He didn't even feel the blade cutting into his palm.
The Emperor of Japan knelt down and apologized in a global broadcast. He even signed a series of unequal treaties in humiliation. This was something that had never happened in the history of Japan.
"I, Miyamoto Takeda, am a sinner of Japan. But … but if I don't surrender … how can Japan be a match for the Western countries?" The Emperor of Japan murmured with a bitter smile. Tears of humiliation flowed out of his eyes, wetting his clothes.
"Do you want to take revenge?"
"Do you want to kill Ye Xuan?"
Suddenly.
A deep and gloomy voice rang out, causing the Emperor of Japan to be stunned. Then, he roared, "Who? Who is speaking? Get the hell out here!"
Buzz!
The two broken pieces of the Muramasa Demon Blade were emitting a dark light. A black shadow floated out of the broken blade, causing the entire Emperor Pavilion to fall into an eerie and terrifying environment. Miyamoto Takeda was stunned on the ground.
"You … Who are you?" Facing such a strange scene, Miyamoto Takeda asked in shock.
"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to remember that I'm someone who can help you." The black shadow's aura was cold. Even his voice was emotionless.
"How … how can you help me?" Miyamoto Takeda tried his best to calm himself down. He could feel that the sudden appearance of the shadow would bring him an unimaginable opportunity.
"Open the door of the Spirit-branded Retainer and take back the Kusanagi Sword. You will obtain the power to destroy the world. Even if Ye Xuan is an immortal cultivator, he won't be a match for you under the Kusanagi Sword," the black shadow said coldly.
"Immortal … Immortal cultivator?"
Miyamoto Takeo muttered to himself in shock. Then, he suddenly looked at the black shadow and said, "How, how is this possible? Are there really cultivators in this world?"
"In the distant past, immortal cultivators were real. Until the end of the Age of Dharma and Spiritual Qi, a large number of immortal cultivators died of old age. This Ye Xuan found another way to devour the endless Qi of Blood and achieved supreme cultivation. However, he killed too many people. Sooner or later, he will suffer the Immortal Tribulation of the Nine Heavens. When the time comes, he will definitely die."
The black shadow spoke slowly, as if it had a deep understanding of the Dao of Immortality.
"No, I want to kill him with my own hands." Miyamoto Takeda's body trembled as he growled.
"Give up your throne. Follow my instructions and open the door to the Spirit-branded Retainer. When you reappear in this world, with the power bestowed upon you by the [Heavenly Sword of Clouds], killing him will be as easy as flipping your hand." The black shadow spoke coldly.
On this day, a piece of news that shook the entire world spread. The Japanese Emperor Miyamoto Takeda had mysteriously disappeared from the Emperor Pavilion. He only left behind an order to pass his throne to his son. No one could find him.
…
Drifting Cloud Villa.
Ye Xuan's expression was gloomy as he sat cross-legged under the cherry blossom tree. Sun Xiaofu stood beside him, trembling slightly. He could feel that Ye Xuan was in a very bad mood.
"My Lord, the Japanese Emperor has given up his throne and disappeared without a trace. The entire Japan is in chaos. You should have achieved your goal, right?" Sun Xiaofu probed.
"You're wrong. It's not over yet."
Ye Xuan stood up from under the cherry blossom tree. He looked into the endless sky, and a vicious glint flashed across his eyes.
Ye Xuan was a person who would repay kindness. If he had a grudge, he would not be kind. Although Japan was now riddled with holes, with the passage of time, Japan's national strength would recover one day.
When doing things, one had to be ruthless. When killing someone, one had to be ruthless. Letting the Japanese off so easily was not Ye Xuan's style.
…
Above the East Sea, jade waves churned as Ye Xuan stood on the surface of the sea. His face was expressionless, but his entire body was emitting an extremely terrifying evil aura, causing the surface of the sea beneath him to churn violently.
Ye Xuan, as an Immortal Cultivator and a Tribulation Cultivator, naturally knew the spell of summoning wind and rain. Since the western countries did not declare war on Japan, he could only do it himself.
"Wind, rise!"
Wu wu wu!
Ye Xuan drew a circle with his palms, and blood-red runes rolled around his body. A terrifying wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, causing the East Sea to churn violently.
"Rain, come!"
Crack!
The world was dark, and black clouds covered the sky. Above the endless sky, terrifying lightning crisscrossed in the dark clouds. The azure lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the world as if it was daytime.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The heavy rain poured down violently, and monstrous waves swept across the sky. Amidst the sky-churning waves, Ye Xuan was surrounded by blood-red light. The Tongtian's black hair danced in the wind and waves. He seemed to have transformed into a demon god, stirring up the endless wind and clouds, wanting to create an unprecedented disaster.
"Boundless Heaven and Earth, borrow the power of the universe."
The Tongtian moved the earth and shook the universe. Ye Xuan's cruel voice sounded in all directions. His palms gathered the power of the wind and clouds, causing the water of the East Sea to stir up huge waves that swept towards the Japanese port.
Rumble!
The seawater churned, and the waves were vast. The waves instantly drowned the Japanese port, and the warships docked at the port were turned into debris. There were also a large number of cries coming from the port.
Cries, screams, and pleas to the heavens rang out. When the desperate cries of the Japanese rang out, Ye Xuan's expression was calm, and he did not show any mercy. His palms slapped out blood-red runes that filled the sky, causing the waves in the East Sea to surge even more violently.
Cities were drowned one after another, and tens of thousands of living beings were crying. The sound that gathered together was extremely miserable. Faced with this unprecedented disaster, the Japanese were unable to resist at all.
…
In a mysterious space, a three-foot-long sword floated in the void, releasing a terrifying spiritual light.
Miyamoto Taketen sat cross-legged. His face was ferocious and distorted. The three-foot-long sword floating above his head was channeling an extremely terrifying power into his head. He felt as if his body was about to explode, making him want to cry out in pain.
"The Kusanagi Sword was refined by the legendary Immortal God. It contains unimaginable power. If you want to gain the recognition of this sword, you have to rely on your own willpower to survive this calamity."
"T … Teacher … I … I see my people crying … They are being drowned by the tsunami … My … My people are dying … Please help them …"
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