Chapter 958 – One Man’s Muji

　　Osaka.

　　Booming explosions resounded everywhere in the ruins, and the black sun suspended above the throne was frantically exterminating the approaching corpse beasts.

　　But at this moment, from the “human circle” surrounded by the number of corpse beasts, has soared to a terrifying point, standing in the center of Osaka to look around, in all directions are giant corpse beasts swarming, a rough count, there are as many as seventy to eighty!

　　In the group of Corpse Beasts, Baili Fatty, who was covered in precious light, smashed the head of a Corpse Beast and stood at the same place breathing heavily, he swept his eyes around the wall of Corpse Beasts that kept approaching, his face turned ugly.

　　”Grandma, why are the numbers of these monsters so high?”

　　He turned his head and shouted to a short distance away, “Old Cao! Are you alright?!”

　　At this moment, Crazy Demon Cao Yuan, who had already been surrounded by three Corpse Beasts, was hurriedly dodging their attacks, his figure was already so fast that he was dragging out residual shadows, but he was still unable to get rid of them.

　　Baili Chubby clenched his teeth and was about to go for support when a figure dragged a large number of cold ice threads from the sky, slicing one of the corpse beasts into pieces.

　　”Qingyu!” Baili Chubby’s eyes lit up when he saw that person, but when he saw that the other party was not carrying the familiar black coffin behind his back, he couldn’t help but ask in confusion, “Where is sister Jiang’er?”

　　”These corpse beasts don’t have self-awareness and don’t have a brain magnetic field, Jiang’er’s ability is ineffective against them, so I left her in that formation.” An Qingyu opened her mouth to explain.

　　Splat–!

　　At the same time, a crisp ringing finger sound came, and the raging flame storm instantly swept behind Baili Chubby, obliterating a corpse beast that was about to sneak up on him.

　　Shen Qingzhu rode the golden sword shadow, holding the black [Soul Severing Blade] in his hand, standing high above the sky, his gaze swept over the surroundings, his expression grave as he opened his mouth:

　　”Don’t let your guard down, the number of these things is increasing, and our situation is getting more and more dangerous.”

　　”When exactly is this going to end?” Baili Fatty rubbed his ears, as if trying to rub those roars that rang out one after another out of his head, and bitterly spoke, “If this continues, we won’t be able to hold on for much longer ……”

　　An Qingyu pushed up her glasses and did not reply, only silently raising her head and looking towards the steel throne in the distant sky.

　　Lin Qiye, who was sitting on top of the throne, suppressing the Extreme Evil Riot, frowned slightly.

　　He could clearly sense that those people who had been suppressed by the [Tyrant’s Wrath], even though their bodies were unable to move and cause harm to others, some of them, surprisingly, had already begun to mutilate themselves.

　　They stared with scarlet eyes, and with their foreheads, they hit the ground heavily, large blood stains soaked the ground, and their expressions were ferocious and maniacal.

　　There were also some people who bit their teeth, broken tooth fragments mixed with blood, dripping from the corners of their mouths, the muscles on their bodies bulging a little bit, using their entire body’s strength, at the expense of damaging their own physique, they also wanted to tear the muscles to stand up.

　　These people who had completely lost their sanity and were reduced to beasts, although they made up a very small percentage, they hid a crucial piece of information.

　　[Tyrant’s Wrath], was also unable to contain the crowd that had gone completely insane.

　　If this continues, as the red moon pollution gradually penetrates the Eight Length Mirror, there will still be casualties in the crowd, and it will continue to expand.

　　This “circle of people” has already reached its limit. ……

　　Under Mount Fuji.

　　Hoshimi Shouta holding the martial arts girl in his arms, half-kneeling in a pool of blood, fell into a stupor.

　　”Reincarnation ……” he muttered.

　　Takehime reached out that only remaining palm and gently clutched the back of Hoshimi Shota’s hand, the vermillion colored feather weave, which had completely fused with the pool of blood underneath her, and she opened her mouth with a smile:

　　”You and I, bonded for hundreds of years, every time you reincarnated, I would have watched you be born, grow up, and wait for a suitable time to appear by your side again.

　　I know that although I have a body of flesh and blood, I am, in essence, just a Bane Tsu sword …… But so what?

　　In life, I was your beloved married wife, incarnated as a sword soul, I can still be a banezu sword that belongs only to you, to hold an umbrella for you, to kill for you.

　　Shota.

　　I will always …… be your [Muji] alone.”

　　Hoshimi Shota looked at that gradually pale face, suddenly came back to his senses and hugged her tightly in his arms, and

　　”This is not the time to talk about reincarnation! For you to say these words now, it’s like you’re leaving your last words!” Hoshimi Shota’s hands were covered in Muji’s blood as he kept shaking his head, “You won’t die, you’re the spirit of the Banezu Blade, as long as this blade is still around, you won’t die!”

　　As if he remembered something, he looked up to Furuhara Ryoki who was not far away and shouted:

　　”Furuhara! Isn’t your [Divine Concealment] able to repair other Banezu blades? Quickly save her!”

　　Furuhara Yoshiki lightly tapped the hilt of the [Divine Concealment] blade, and an old man floated out like smoke, it was none other than the soul of this Banezu Blade, the only human who participated in the forging process of the Banezu Nine Blades, Furuki Yugui.

　　Gu Yue Yu Gui looked at the martial artist in Hoshimi Shota’s arms with a complicated expression and slowly spoke:

　　”She won’t die …… but, this flesh body can’t be preserved.”

　　”What do you mean?” Hoshimi Shota froze.

　　”A normal Banezu Blade Soul will not have a physical body.” Furuki Yuuki slowly spoke, “Gathering a physical body requires a great deal of time and strength, even for the Nine Blades of Banezu, not every hilt has this ability, and only Muji has managed to do this.

　　When this body of hers dies, she will return to the Banezu Swords as a void sword soul again, and after a period of nurturing, she will awaken.”

　　Hearing that, Hoshimi Shota was slightly relieved to hear that, “So, she’ll be fine?”

　　”Well, it’s just that in this way, she will no longer be able to leave the Banezu Blade Body, nor will she be able to accompany you like before.” Furuki Yugi spoke slowly, “We, the blade souls, although we are immortal, the price is that we can never truly be free.

　　Unless ……”

　　”Unless what?”

　　Furuki Yugui shook his head without speaking.

　　”Unless, the body and soul of the blade are actively divorced.”

　　Another voice came from the distance, and Amamiya Haruhide staggered up from the ground, coughing a few times with his head bowed, “Only then will the blade soul be able to break free from the prison of the molten blade body and return to freedom ……”

　　”Amamiya? Are you alright?”

　　”It’s fine.” Amamiya Haruhide took a deep breath, his body covered in wounds, and slowly walked over to the wooden crate on the ground, looking up at the reddish sky that was getting thicker.

　　”We don’t have time ……”

　　He muttered.

　　Amamiya Haruhide glanced at Yuzuri-Takubai who was fighting the Corpse God in the distance, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes as he slashed between his palms with his blade, and scarlet blood flowed down.

　　He stretched out his hand and slowly gripped it towards the Banezu Blade in the wooden box ……