Chapter 946
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Chapter 946 The Unshakeable Mountain
“Mm.” Lin Qiye nodded slightly and pointed at the two corpse beasts rampaging in the city in the distance. “Kill them.”
“Yes.”
The three “Boundless” realm guards shot out simultaneously, rushing fiercely toward the two corpse beasts in the distance.
Lin Qiye had already carefully sensed that all the corpse beasts descending here were at the “Boundless” realm. In a three-against-two situation, the destruction of these two corpse beasts was a foregone conclusion. The reason he didn’t personally take action was that he had more important matters to attend to.
Lin Qiye stood suspended in the air, looking down at the ruined city below, rapidly reviewing the forbidden spell manual left by Merlin in his mind.
Finally, his gaze fell upon one of the forbidden spells.
He took a deep breath, placed his hand on the hilt of [Zhan Bai], and forcefully drew it from its scabbard.
He raised the blade, and suspended in the air, he began to slowly trace patterns above the ruined city below. As he did so, a trace of night essence flowed out from the sword marks.
The sword marks became the brush, the night essence the ink.
Under the strokes of this distance-defying blade, a massive and complex magic array was gradually taking shape in the center of Osaka.
…
Mount Fuji.
Pure white snow covered the black mountain body. Four figures moved slowly but steadily toward the summit against the biting wind.
Countless paper cranes flew over their heads, circling around the mountain, constantly soaring through the sky as if searching for something.
Hoshimi Shota, wrapped in thick climbing gear, let out a white breath. He stopped and looked back.
Through the misty clouds, he could vaguely see smoke rising and flames dancing throughout the city below. Standing on this snowy mountain, they were like a natural sanctuary away from the chaotic city.
“The city seems to be in complete chaos,” Hoshimi Shota said with furrowed brows.
“That force affecting people’s minds seems to be getting stronger,” Amemiya Haruki continued walking steadily toward the summit without looking back, and calmly said, “In this kind of situation, it’s even more important to maintain inner peace. Once too many negative emotions arise, it’s easy to have one’s mind corrupted…
We’re fine up here on the mountain, but the cities are now full of chaos and riots. Once residents fall into panic, they’ll inevitably become contaminated. If this continues, they’ll eventually lose their minds and kill each other. Moreover, the more innocent and kind people are, the more easily they’ll be killed by the violent and crazy mobs in the chaos.
In this city of extreme evil, kindness will become a fatal original sin…
We don’t have much time left.”
The group climbed up along the circular mountain path bit by bit. As the air pressure decreased at high altitude, combined with prolonged cold and fatigue, both Yuzurina and Hoshimi Shota were becoming exhausted, their cheeks showing unnatural redness.
Even so, their steps didn’t show the slightest hesitation. Their heavy climbing boots made crunching sounds in the white snow, and their eyes were filled with determination.
In this world full of sin and evil, they were the pioneers carrying the future of a civilization on their shoulders.
Suddenly, Yuzurina’s eyes lit up as if she had discovered something.
“Found it!”
“Found it? Where?”
“In a volcanic crater at the corner of the summit, covered by snow.”
“Lead the way!”
Yuzurina quickly moved from the back of the group to the front, leading the three others toward the direction indicated by the paper cranes.
A few minutes later, they climbed to the highest point of Mount Fuji. The black volcanic crater was surrounded by thick white snow, with patches of snow scattered near the lifeless crater like white spots.
Numerous paper cranes circled above the crater, and after Yuzurina and the others arrived, they quickly descended, flying toward a particular patch of white snow.
In the thick snow, half of a dark-colored sword hilt was exposed, looking like a palm-sized stone, almost blending in with the surrounding black mountain body. Without careful observation, it would be impossible to distinguish it.
The four people walked to the side of this sword hilt, looked at each other, and expressions of joy appeared on their faces.
“It seems the prophecy about the ‘Corpse God’s Guard Post’ was also false information,” Hoshimi Shota let out a slight sigh of relief. “It’s good we didn’t let Yuzurina Takeshiro come with us, or it would have been a wasted trip.”
“Let’s pull out [Zangshan] first. Now that all the Nine Cursed Swords are gathered here, we should proceed with their unification quickly.”
“Speaking of which, how exactly do we unite the nine swords? We don’t have to melt them all down and forge them into one, do we?” Hoshimi Shota asked puzzledly.
“That won’t be necessary…” Kobara Yoshiki opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something, but after glancing at Amemiya Haruki beside him, he closed his mouth and remained silent.
Amemiya Haruki walked to the half-exposed sword hilt, slowly reached out to grip it, took a deep breath, and pulled upward forcefully…
[Zangshan] didn’t budge at all.
“Hm?” Amemiya Haruki was stunned, and not believing it, he gripped the sword hilt tightly again and pulled upward with all his might!
The sword hilt still didn’t move an inch.
Amemiya Haruki’s brows immediately furrowed. This sword in his hand seemed to have merged with the mountain peak. No matter how much force he used, he couldn’t move it even slightly.
“Amemiya, your strength isn’t enough, let me try.” The tall Kobara Yoshiki walked up to [Zangshan], took off his upper clothes, revealing blocks of solid bronze-colored muscles. His physical condition was much better than Amemiya Haruki’s due to years of forging weapons.
He confidently walked to the sword, gripped the hilt with both hands, let out a grunt, and instantly tensed all his muscles!
The sword hilt in his hands still stood firmly in the mountain, unmoved.
“How strange, how was this sword stuck in here in the first place?” Kobara Yoshiki tried several times but couldn’t pull it out, and spoke with puzzlement.
“Give up, you won’t be able to pull out this sword.”
At this moment, a wisp of blue smoke emerged from [Zangshan], transforming into an elderly figure completely wrapped in black robes, standing beside the sword hilt.
“[Zangshan]’s sword spirit?” Amemiya Haruki’s eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this person.
“In ancient times, when the second of the Nine Cursed Swords was just forged, a Kunitsukami took it and fought a decisive battle here with an Amatsukami. After the Kunitsukami killed that Amatsukami, they used this sword to permanently nail their corpse under this mountain. That’s how [Zangshan] got its name.
Countless years have passed, and this sword has long since merged with the mountain. With mortal strength alone, it’s impossible to pull it out.” The [Zangshan] sword spirit spoke softly.
Upon hearing these words, everyone’s expressions immediately turned grim.
No wonder among all the Nine Cursed Swords that had appeared in the world, only [Zangshan] hadn’t left any legends, and there had never been a cursed sword master… This sword had become one with Mount Fuji, who could possibly take it away?
They had finally found the last cursed sword, but were they going to be stopped at the step of pulling it out?
This was too unfortunate!
Just then, a figure floated out from Hoshimi Shota’s waist – it was a woman with fox ears, wearing a vermillion haori over her curvaceous figure, like a splash of red ink against the pure white snow.
“Then… let me try.”
