Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 432 The Japanese devils are coming!

"Brother Xiao, what exactly is this 'opportunity'?"

"Don't you have your own thoughts on this?"

"Yes, but I'm not entirely sure."

Xiao Feng shook his head and laughed, "What a lazy lad, I'll tell you then."

As he spoke, he drew a three-section staff from behind his back. The staff was dark blue with sharp edges and corners. At each end of the staff were two fists with sharp barbs that gleamed.

The burly man casually swung his three-section staff, and immediately ghostly howls echoed. The demon lord let out a mournful cry, flew into the staff, and disappeared without a trace.

Ren Shaoyang's eyes widened: "Holy crap, Soul Devourer!"

"Ha, you actually know about this weapon." Xiao Feng spun the Soul Eater around and laughed heartily, "I fought the Rakshasa Sect Master across the water and it took a lot of effort to obtain this weapon."

Ren Shaoyang's eyes bulged: "The Rakshasa Sect Master died at my elder brother's hands?"

Xiao Feng's smile faded, and he sighed, "He was a good opponent, but unfortunately, in the final move, he won but also died."

Ren Shaoyang understood that the Rakshasa Sect Master had a lifespan of twenty-seven years. In the original novel of Divine Weapon, when he fought against the Xuan Tian Evil Emperor, the Evil Emperor burned his life with his spacetime ability, causing him to die with regret before he could unleash his final attack.

Now, judging from Xiao Feng's words, it seems that the Rakshasa Sect Master narrowly won by one move, but also died due to his own waning power.

Compared to the original work, this ending is more comforting to the Rakshasa Sect Leader.

Xiao Feng laughed: "Alright, I don't have much time left, let's get back to the main topic."

"Brother Xiao, please speak."

"Your opportunity is actually a fragment of the Heavenly Dao from a world called 'Dragon Tiger Gate.' Back then, when my elder brother went to that world, he was originally looking for the patriarch, True Man Chongyang. Who knew that the Heavenly Dao would do evil and actually call on the whole world to kill him!"

Xiao Feng shook his head and smiled, "My brother has a temper that flares up at the slightest provocation. He'd get slapped even if he bumped into a stray dog ​​on the street, let alone if he was in the right."

"So, he's fighting the whole world alone?"

"No!" Xiao Feng shook his finger. "It's the whole world that's fighting to survive!"

"In just over a month, my elder brother wiped out all the world's experts, including those who had ascended to immortality, and then soared into the sky alone, shattering the Heavenly Dao."

Ren Shaoyang's mind stirred, and he suddenly recalled the figure of the burly man wearing a cloak who soared into the sky in the illusion when he comprehended the "Heavenly Sound". He thought to himself, "So what I saw that day was actually the scene of the leader breaking through the sky!"

Xiao Feng said, "Later, when my elder brother was traveling through the starry sea, he suddenly had a whim and gave you a fragment of the Heavenly Dao. That is the origin of this opportunity."

Ren Shaoyang swallowed hard and said, "So that's how it is!"

Xiao Feng said, "It is because of this relationship that you were able to go to Lonely Cloud Island and summon me through the Sword River."

Ren Shaoyang was overjoyed and quickly said, "Brother Xiao, we can meet up here in the Sword Realm more often in the future."

"Changju?" Xiao Feng put away the Soul Devourer, put his hands on his hips, and said, "It's difficult. Look at this river."

Ren Shaoyang looked down and was startled to see that the Sword River, which had originally been wide enough to cross his chest, had now become a babbling brook, probably not even reaching his ankles!
"Brother Ren, the Sword Realm is now in your hands. Just manage it well, and when the Sword River returns to its normal level, we brothers will meet again!"

Xiao Feng clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and said in a clear voice.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I will definitely work hard to cultivate and reunite with you, elder brother!"

"Good, that's spirited!" Xiao Feng laughed heartily, flicked his cloak, and his figure slowly faded away. "I'm off, brother!"

Ren Shaoyang licked his lips, his eyes darting around, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, um, could you perhaps summon the leader?"

Xiao Feng glanced at him and said with a smile, "If you want your elder brother to come, you'll have to make the entire sword world flood!"

Wow, that's incredible!

Ren Shaoyang stared at the gently flowing "stream," his handsome face turning pale, speechless.

Xiao Feng laughed loudly: "Brother Ren, take care!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.

Ren Shaoyang cupped his hands and said, "Take care, Brother Xiao!"

Looking at the spot where the big man had disappeared, and glancing at the almost dried-up Sword River, he breathed a sigh of relief and went upstream.

He strode towards the Sword Pool.
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Fengxi Town.

There is a restaurant.

This is one of the two most luxurious restaurants in town, along with Zhonghua Pavilion. Since Zhonghua Pavilion was destroyed a few days ago, this restaurant has become the number one restaurant in town.

He went up to the second floor of the restaurant in a white robe, sat by the window facing the river, enjoying the breeze.

A waiter came up to greet him: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Snapped"!
A silver ingot was slammed onto the table.

Ren Shaoyang called out loudly, "Waiter, bring the wine!"

The waiter understood perfectly. Without saying anything more, he simply ordered the most expensive and smallest portions of the dishes, determined to get all the money on the table, not a single penny would be spared.

Ren Shaoyang didn't care about his little thoughts. His stomach was churning and his vision was blurring. He ate and drank to his heart's content before he recovered.

He picked up his glass, took two sips of the cheap liquor, grinned, and looked up.

Fengxi Town was eerily deserted. The street was no longer as bustling as it used to be. He thought to himself, "How strange. This is the territory of the Three Fiends and Nameless. How could there be such a big change?"

He had been away from Fengxi Village for more than ten days, but no one knew what had happened to him.

Just then, a commotion arose in the street. Ren Shaoyang frowned, knowing that a large force was approaching from the city gate.

Children were running around in the street, waving their hands and shouting, "They're coming! They're coming! There are so many ghosts and monsters!"

Goblin?
Ren Shaoyang thought to himself, "The newcomers are skilled in martial arts and numerous, but their aura is cold and ruthless, unlike anything from the Central Plains." He beckoned to his waiter and asked, "What's going on outside?"

The waiter said, "I don't know either. Shall I go and take a look?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled, took out a piece of silver and handed it to him, instructing, "Take a good look."

"Alright, sir!"

The man got the money, turned around, and scurried downstairs, running faster than a rabbit.

Ren Shaoyang drank and ate his food without paying attention to the noise outside, focusing only on the delicious food in front of him.

A moment later, the waiter came running back, panting, and said to Shao Yang, "Sir, here it comes, huff huff. Yes, huff."

Ren Shaoyang said, "Slow down, slow down." He then handed him a cup of tea.

The waiter thanked him loudly, downed his drink in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and then said, "Sir, the one who's here is Guichaluo!"

"Ok?"

Ren Shaoyang narrowed his eyes.

Damn!

In an instant, the waiter seemed to hear the sharp sound of a long sword being drawn from its sheath!
The waiter immediately trembled, his body shook like a leaf, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Ren Shaoyang asked casually, "Ghost Cha Luo, the Eastern Ying Wushen Jue Palace?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it.

Suddenly, the waiter felt a surge of heat seep into his body from his chest. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he stood up in one go, and his eyes lit up.

"Wow! That's amazing!"

Ren Shaoyang ignored him and simply waited quietly for his reply.

The waiter coughed twice and said, "Sir, you're right, those people are Gui Cha Luo from the Wushen Jue Palace!"

When did they arrive in town?

"Oh dear, they've been here for six or seven days, and they've already smashed up the Zhonghua Pavilion. Quite a few people have died!"

"The Zhonghua Pavilion was destroyed?" Ren Shaoyang looked at him. "Where's the boss?"

"He's been arrested! Oh my, you have no idea what it was like! When the owner of Zhonghua Pavilion was brought out, his collarbone was locked, his whole body was covered in blood, and his face was black and multicolored. It was terrifying to look at."

Snapped!
Ren Shaoyang slapped his forehead speechlessly.

Sure enough, even after defeating Po Jun and obtaining the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique, Wuming was still the same Wuming!
He was destined to have his martial arts skills crippled and live a life of wasted potential. This was the fate of the nameless, beyond human control.

Thinking of this, Ren Shaoyang shook his head and sighed, then got up and went downstairs.

Seeing that the big customer had left, the waiter thanked him profusely.

As Ren Shaoyang walked out of the restaurant, he saw the group of people heading into the distance. They were divided into two teams, all dressed in black armor and wearing white Rakshasa masks. Each of them carried two red flags with blue embroidery on them, with the large character "绝" (absolute) embroidered on them in addition to the Rakshasa design.

Looking at their katana at their waists, their wooden clogs, and the ten ronin at the head wearing straw hats and purple cloaks.

Ren Shaoyang's brows relaxed, and he said calmly, "So it's the Japanese ninja?"

These ten ronin, known as the Ten Great Ninjas of Japan, once challenged and were defeated by Godless, and made a pact with him: "We've been training for a thousand days, but we'll use our skills for one moment." They would do anything to help Godless!

Ren Shaoyang glanced at the blazing sun overhead, flicked his wide sleeves, and with a shake of his arms, he suddenly soared into the sky like a wisp of cloud, rising straight up to the heavens, like an immortal in a painting, surrounded by white mist, chasing after it in mid-air.

"If I'm not mistaken, these ten cowards are the ones who came to hunt down Nameless!"

"Alas, Brother Wuming, it's fortunate that I didn't accept 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin' back then. This martial art is a hindrance to its master! Jian Yue got lost in the Sword Realm after learning it and couldn't get out, Di Shitian got mental problems after learning it, and you learned it and your life is full of ups and downs. This thing is powerful as it may be, but it's really unlucky!"

Ren Shaoyang rose against the wind, closely following Gui Chaluo, and flew away.

Amidst the mountains and valleys, a chilling atmosphere prevailed. Despite the scorching heat of June, the biting wind seemed to carry the menacing aura of these Japanese devils, sending shivers down one's spine.

After a short while, we turned through a grove of trees, and suddenly our eyes were opened up to a breathtaking view of the winding mountain path and the opening of the valley.

A stone house came into view, with vegetables and fruits planted in front, tea trees in the back, pines on the left, and cypresses on the right, all lush and green, exuding a refreshing atmosphere.

Ren Shaoyang was surprised to find such a family living in this remote mountain valley. He was initially astonished, but then became extremely envious.

For many days, he traveled thousands of miles, from Jiangnan all the way to the far north, and later even went to the Sword Realm, where he witnessed killings and conspiracies. His negative emotions had long been boiling over.

In the past, with Little Beggar, Ding'an, and even Sister, Donkey Brother, Fat Tiger, and Rolling Panda by his side, the people and beasts would banter and joke with each other, which was enough to relieve their pent-up resentment.

Now, all alone, with resentment still lingering in my heart, I have finally found such a secluded paradise, a place I could only dream of.

"Maybe so. I could cultivate a plot of land in front of my house in Fengxi Village, grow vegetables, plant a few acres of tea trees behind the house, tend to the land, make tea, and go fishing when I have free time."

"No way! Even a glutton like Gun Gun is better at fishing than me. I can't afford to lose face like that!"

Just as he was lost in thought, he saw a figure tumble down. Suddenly, many banners and flags were raised in the surrounding mountains and fields, and a foul wind blew. Guichaluo was already in position.

The ten Qi Ninjas stepped out from the crowd, surrounded the stone house, and after examining it for a moment, suddenly pulled out a crystal bead from their pockets and flashed it at the stone house!
hum!
A purple aura filled the air, as if an invisible copper wall was pressing down. With a loud bang, the stone house swayed from side to side like a drunken man.

They were using the ultimate technique of the Eastern Japan Purple Qi Sect – "Great Sun Purple Qi"!
(End of this chapter)