In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

"he came!"

In the bustling, noisy town, amidst the clinking of glasses and toasts, a sudden, chilling shout silenced all the samurai and ninjas, who stared intently at the town's entrance.

But a tall warrior dressed in clean white robes with a long sword hanging at his waist walked slowly towards them.

The greatest samurai of Japan—the white-clad swordsman!

This white-clad warrior, who returned from a crushing defeat in the Central Plains, was previously infamous in Japan.

But in just one year, without exception, all the samurai who had previously attempted to challenge him and seek revenge failed to withstand three strikes from him.

Even the most skilled masters are no exception!

Only when such a 'god' was known to most warriors did they realize that the Central Plains truly harbored hidden talents.

Even a powerful warrior like the white-clad warrior suffered a crushing defeat in the Central Plains.

"He's trying to take the knife too?"

"I think it's more like a revenge. You know, he was defeated by the Central Plains sword technique that day, and that sword technique was created by the person he entrusted with training this time."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at their Japanese "know-it-all," for this news was extraordinary.

"Back then, 'he' was defeated by a highly skilled retainer of the Zhang family, and even that swordsmanship was incomplete..."

According to legends in the Central Plains, this sword technique also has a final, ultimate 'dragon-slaying' skill, a god-killing strike, which is said to have been mastered by this young master Zhang.

"A dragon-slaying technique? A god-killing strike?"

Upon hearing this, everyone revealed a greedy expression.

A sword technique capable of defeating the white-clad warrior, and the ultimate god-slaying strike—what warrior wouldn't want that? It's far more alluring than any peerless sword.

"What if he's here to take the knife?"

"That's even better. There's a saying in the Central Plains: When two tigers fight, one will die and the other will be injured!"

In this way, we can eliminate two opponents.

···

Amidst the discussions, not only did the white-clad samurai set foot in this town, but also Zetsu, the strongest samurai and ninja under the Emperor's command, led the most elite ninja samurai squad of Japan to this place.

Their mission this time was to bring this peerless sword to the Emperor.

If the opponent is too strong, they can also mobilize ninjas from the Iga and Koga factions to serve under them!

How long until the legendary sword is unveiled?

"At midnight tonight, the full moon will experience a lunar eclipse, a phenomenon rarely seen in a hundred years. That will be the time when this sword is born."

Lunar eclipse!

In Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes, it was merely that the Earth blocked the Moon's sunlight, but in terms of feng shui, it was a day when yin prevailed over yang.

Moreover, although this knife was forged in a volcano, it is actually an extremely cold blade.

Therefore, midnight and lunar eclipses are times when Yin energy is at its peak.

The higher the level of the master swordsmith, the more particular they are about the timing when forging a sword.

In their hands, the quality of a knife is no longer limited to its toughness, sharpness, and weight, but also to the ethereal concepts of knife energy, knife spirit, and knife soul.

Another extreme method of forging swords is blood sacrifice!

Legends of the two divine weapons, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, tell of people sacrificing themselves for their swords.

The reason why Muramasa swords are called demonic swords or devilish swords is also due to this.

Therefore, the final step in forging a sword is always to sacrifice blood to the blade.

The better the sword, the more priests there are. This time, with the emergence of the peerless divine sword, Muramasa III had already prepared the sacrificial offerings as early as version 2.0.

This was not what the Zhang family needed, so that very night, he ordered Liu Sheng Piaoxu to release the person.

He massacred the samurai, not the poor.

That's right, they are poor people, not commoners!

Commoners have rights, but the poor are different; to put it bluntly, they are slaves or candidates for slavery.

In the eyes of the powerful and wealthy in Japan, they could easily bind and drive some poor people around as sacrifices if they needed to.

Offering sacrifices with knives is commonplace.

It should be noted that in the Japanese sword-testing, the first and second scalpels... were made using human bodies.

Dead bodies were the standard by which ordinary samurai tested their swords, but the nobles used these living commoners to test their swords, in their words:

That's how you feel about killing the enemy!

Zhang Xiaoshan has a ruthless and merciless side, but he also has a compassionate side; at least in his eyes, these poor people are innocent.

As for sacrificial knives?

The number of Japanese samurai who came to seize the sword this time definitely exceeded ten thousand, and they were elite samurai.

Why bother with those mere few hundred poor people?

Only the blood of the strong can forge even stronger sword energy.

This is the way of the samurai; naturally, the lives of samurai are used to sacrifice priests.

Chapter 421 Blood Sacrifice to the Demon Blade: A Century's Demise for the Martial Arts World of Japan

night!

The moonlight, as bright as a silver plate, was unusually luminous. Even without the embellishment of stars, it illuminated the entire sky, making it clear and blue for miles.

Meanwhile, a large, clandestine army, making no attempt to conceal their presence, headed towards the summit of Mount Fuji, their faces hidden beneath masks, their eyes like those of a vicious wolf.

When a precious sword is born, its aura will surely soar into the sky.

Everyone is waiting now!

"This is the final product!"

Inside the karst cave, which flows like a waterfall, a scene of purgatory.

The temperature on the outside alone reached over 50 degrees Fahrenheit, and the temperature got even higher the closer you got inside.

Within a volcanic pool of lava, spanning a radius of about 30 feet, lay a peerless divine weapon with a blade half a foot long.

Zhang Xiaoshan, the client, arrived here in the morning.

They only brought Lady Dongming and Liusheng Piaoxu with them. Lady Dongming was an informant, and Liusheng Piaoxu was the owner of the treasured sword. They did not bring anyone else with them.

His main reason was that he decided to massacre the excess Japanese samurai, and Huang Rong and the others were really not suited to witness such a bloody scene.

Moreover, these Japanese samurai are bound to have their eyes on his 'treasure ship'.

Huang Rong stayed behind to imitate those people's 'home raid'.

"Indeed, this sword surpasses any of Muramasa's previous famous swords. Not only is it unparalleled in sharpness, but its toughness and hardness are also unmatched!"

Wearing a fire-resistant robe, Muramasa III's eyes were filled with fervor.

It should be noted that this is merely the superficial aspect of the samurai sword.

Muramasa's domineering nature, in its demonic essence, is like listening to spring rain all night in a small building.

People who wield knives are unconsciously influenced by them.

The knife is here, but one final step is still missing—

Sacrificial knife.

19 But Zhang Xiaoshan released all the poor people, and both Lady Dongming and Liu Sheng Piaoxu understood Zhang Xiaoshan's purpose.

Muramasa III also learned that Zhang Xiaoshan wanted to use samurai to consecrate his sword after Zhang Xiaoshan released the poor people.

But Zhang Xiaoshan's abilities? He had serious doubts!

After all, he had devoted all his energy to creating this masterpiece that surpassed any Muramasa sword he had ever made before, and he had no time to care about or concern himself with anything else.

As for who owns this knife, he doesn't need to worry about that.

Even if the Zhang family commissioned him to forge this knife, it's still uncertain whether the Zhang family can protect it.

"Master, the sacrificial ceremony has begun. Let's retreat to the shadows to avoid getting covered in blood."

Muramasa III, unaware of what was happening, had already been directly subdued by Yagyu Hyousu and forced into the previously opened crevice in the rock.

At the same time, he covered himself with his cloak and disappeared into the cave.

Penglai Invisibility Technique!

"Buzz!"

The Ninth Form of the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique!

In an instant, a surge of sword energy pierced the sky.

How to simulate the burst of sword energy? This is Zhang Xiaoshan's method.

The might of the Heavenly Blade extends throughout the vast universe.

What could be more domineering than this sword aura?

Amidst the shock of Muramasa III, as Zhang Xiaoshan pointed his finger to the sky, swords and blades clashed in unison.

In the dim light, one could see a long sword, several tens of feet long, rising into the sky.

Not only did the swords inside tremble, but within a hundred feet, all the longswords of the warriors seemed to be summoned and wanted to break free of their sheaths.

Even the white-clad warrior looked inside, filled with astonishment and doubt.

This looks like the artificial sword energy of an unparalleled expert?

But the warriors didn't care about any of that, and they didn't find anything strange about it; this was a sign that a peerless divine weapon was about to be born.

In an instant, the samurai who had been waiting for so long could no longer contain themselves and rushed in.

They knew that with the emergence of divine weapons, obtaining them first would give them a significant advantage.

go with!

With a flick of his sword, Zhang Xiaoshan unleashed hundreds of unfinished swords from the sword pool, shooting out with the force of a thousand arrows being fired simultaneously.

Puff! Puff! Puff...

The outcome for the warrior who rushed into the cave, facing a long line of sword energy in the confined space, was predictable.

Even though they could parry with their samurai swords, they still died from the sword's energy penetrating their bodies.

In just a moment, all of the hundreds of warriors who rushed in were lying on the ground, without a single one left alive.

Ding! Ding! Ding...

As the swords and blades fell to the ground, the samurai who continued to rush in also saw the horrific scene inside.

At the same time, they also noticed the peerless treasured sword in the 'torrent', and for a moment, their bloodshot eyes were filled with greed.

"This is mine... Pfft!"

A sword was slashed from behind, and the samurai who was about to charge forward was stabbed through the heart by the person behind him.

puff!

Then came another slash. In an instant, the tragic scene inside the cave was a result of the struggle for supremacy.

Even Muramasa III hadn't expected that Zhang Xiaoshan's talk of samurai sword offering would involve this kind of thing.

Although the sword was there, unfortunately, no one could get within ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). Anyone who did approach was either killed by the warriors behind them or died inexplicably.

As for those who died mysteriously, there were too many people pulling the strings behind the scenes, so no one suspected anything.

The warriors who rushed in came in waves, and the entire cave was soon littered with corpses and rivers of blood.

But the tragedy continues, the bloodshed is terrifying and horrifying.

Muramasa III's expression, which had been calm at the beginning of the sword-offering ceremony, began to turn into one of terror.

Even if this peerless sword were to appear, he would only arrange for a hundred young men and women to perform a ritual sacrifice for it.