Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 407: Burning Star
Song Shi followed the crowd, slowly flowing out of the city and rushing to the distant mountains.

He gazed at Mount Nari towering in the distance.

".Too rotten." Song Shi narrowed his eyes, and there was no emotion in his voice: "The smell is so rotten that it tastes..."

"Decay?" Chu Tonglu was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't I... Wait, have you activated your perception?"

No matter how bad the condition of that "Kamima Genji" was, he was still a true fourth-ring after all. If he did not restrain his aura and instead actively opened up his perception, he would most likely be detected in advance.

"Do not."

Song Shi’s eyes did not move: “You can think of this as pure intuition.”

"Sacred Mountain?"

The young man sighed.

Deep in his pupils, the majestic mountain in the distance, dyed with red maples, had nothing to do with the so-called "sacred" at all!

Those maple forests all over the mountains seemed to have turned into a surging pool of blood, seeping into every inch of the rock crevice in Mount Nali, over and over again, without stopping.

From the bottom of the crimson river, eerie white bones are looming. The rustling sounds of maple leaves are like the howlings of souls, echoing forever in the mountains and fields.

Song Shi raised his eyes.

But these horrifying scenes also became dark in front of the peak of Nali Mountain. There was a thick and turbid black air that lingered on the entire peak. Just by looking at it, Song Shi felt a little creepy.

——Not fear.

This is just the first feeling I get when facing the smell of decay and corruption emanating from the black air that penetrates into my bones.

Fire giants can ignite barren mountains, giving birth to pools of molten lava, and corrupt dragons can linger in lakes, which will turn into swamps and mires in a short time.

The existence of Gaohuan [Transcendence] itself is an "extraordinary phenomenon". Wherever it is, either actively or passively, will be reshaped into a posture that suits it.

Some people call it "field", while others call it "dojo".

Perhaps Mount Nari was truly sacred in the past, but after Kamima Genji had been entrenched here for decades, Mount Nari had turned into a bare field of bones.

"call"

Song Shi let out a breath slowly.

Chu Tonglu realized something and stopped chewing gum. He loosened and clenched his five fingers, and his knuckles made crackling sounds.

Lapis lazuli spontaneously detached and was transferred to Ailu. The spiritual energies of "trajectory" and "gravity" began to resonate rhythmically and respond to each other.

same moment.

Halfway up Mount Nari, Kamima Masaaki sat on the mountain path with his eyes closed, his sword placed flat on his knees, and behind him was a vermilion torii gate.

No thoughts, no ideas, no self.

When one reaches the highest level of swordsmanship, it can be called "the unity of sword and Zen."

Few people know that apart from the sword saint Kamima Motoji, no one in the Kamima family has achieved this level of realm for a long time.

However, even fewer people know that there is a person named Kamima Masaaki who is not from the main clan of Kamima, nor even a branch clan, but is just given the surname. After 38 years of consistent practice, he has already taken half a step into the realm of "the unity of sword and Zen".

Even though this torii had just experienced a bloody massacre a few days ago, with corpses everywhere, and the head of the Kamima clan died here.

However, Kamijima Masaaki sat upright on the stone steps, not moving at all even though the gradually growing strong wind blew his clothes to ruffles and wet his hair.

Through the fluttering haori, two huge tattoos could be vaguely seen on the man's chest. "忠"!
"righteous"!
In order to guard against those foreign forces with bad intentions, the Mountain Tigers and Mountain Ghosts had already been dispatched and scattered throughout Lianggang City, keeping a close eye on every place.

And he.

During the Great Wilderness Divine Festival, Nariyama was indeed short-handed and lacked defense.

——So, he, Kamima Masaaki, personally came to Nari to take charge and be loyal to his master!
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes.

it's time.

The thirty mountain hoko are about to arrive at the foot of Mount Nari. Ordinary people are not allowed to accompany "Mizuho" on the journey up the mountain. They can only pray and bless from afar. In order to ensure that everything is safe and to show the importance of the Great Wilderness God Festival, he has to go down the mountain to meet her in person.

It was also at this time that the already violent wind suddenly became stronger, blowing the surrounding maple leaves into chaos.

The winding silver snake rose and fell in the iron-like heavy clouds. Suddenly, there was a loud bang between heaven and earth, as if a giant god was beating a drum made of Kuiniu skin.

"The celestial phenomena are frightening. They are a sign of disaster, not good fortune."

Kamima Masaaki looked up at the sky. The surging lightning made his thin face appear bright or dark.

Thinking that he needed to be more careful today, Kamima Masaaki grasped the sword, slowly stood up, and walked down the stone steps.

With the power of a third-level [Truth] psychic, he is still on the side of Mount Nari, but he can reach the foot of the mountain in an instant if he goes down from the top.

The Yamaboko formation suddenly became agitated, as if someone was standing in front and saying something.

The faces of the men carrying the yamaboko became terrified, and the crowd opened their eyes wide. Only the "Mizuho" who had been given a small amount of sedatives beforehand, still sat upright, unaware of the outside world.

Kamima Masaaki frowned slightly.

Thousands of meters away, he could still see clearly that the person standing in front of him was a strange young man.
The world seemed to stop at this moment.

An unimaginably hot flame suddenly burst out, and the scorching red-gold color bloomed between heaven and earth, like a gushing abyss. The raging winds and continuous rainstorms all lost their color in this instant, as if they had been burned to ashes.

What.
Caught off guard, even with Yoshima Masaaki's state of mind, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

——The flames began to rise.

As everyone watched in astonishment, the flame swept in all directions before suddenly condensing and collapsing into a line.

Rising from the ground at the foot of Mount Nali, like a flaming star that destroyed everything, it pierced through the dark sky in less than one tenth of a second and rushed straight towards the top of Mount Nali!

"The thief is so brave!"

The shock instantly turned into rage, and Kamijima Masaaki did not hesitate. He put his index finger on the sword guard, and the sharp sword light shot towards the blazing meteor in the sky!
There was a shock immediately!
The sudden sword light was shattered by the meteor that pierced through it in an instant without stopping for even a moment.

The blow that was powerful enough to cut a river in half encountered resistance for the first time. In a trance, Kamima Masaaki felt that the target of his sword was not a person, but the towering Mount Nari beneath his feet, which could not be shaken at all.

Even in this collision, the opponent was obviously well prepared and ready to go, and although he was not in a hurry, he also failed to exert his full strength, but it was still amazing enough!

The collision was immediate and the two separated, and as they fell violently into Mount Nari, Kamima Masaaki heard the first words the other party said.

"Go away..."

Then comes the second sentence.

The flaming star that lit up the sky fell towards the tallest castle tower in Kamikama Palace under the gaze of countless people!
"——Ueyama Motoji, I'm here to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)