A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Knock knock knock, hi hi hi!

Groups of men and women dressed in religious robes and with headscarves wrapped around their heads, carrying palanquins and pulling floats, led by priests from various shrines and escorted by mounted samurai, began their city-wide parade.

On the day of the Tenka Matsuri (Kyoto Festival), apart from the locals of Edo and the Tokugawa family who felt very excited and lively, people in other places, especially the Kyoto Emperor's lineage, were not particularly interested in it.

Although it was said to be a ritual to the Kanda God, it was actually held by the Tokugawa family to celebrate Taira no Masakado, the first person to rebel in the cherry blossom rebellion who blessed them in their conquest of Japan.

Therefore, after establishing Edo Castle, Tokugawa Ieyasu built seven shrines for Taira no Masakado within the castle, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.

Would the Kyoto royal family be happy to hold a ceremony for someone who wanted to rebel against the emperor?

This year's World Festival was smaller in scale because it was an even-numbered year, with fewer palanquins and floats, but there were still plenty of people watching.

But while it was lively outside, the scene behind the Imperial City became strange.

After the procession passed through the Otemon Gate and entered the castle where the shogun was located, everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on the samurai wearing the Yamada family's signature crested haori hakama and carrying a golden sword at his waist on the specially erected wooden platform.

Around the wooden platform stood numerous warriors, each wielding a weapon and their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Despite the sweltering heat, the temperature suddenly dropped dramatically upon arrival, making some of the men, who were only wearing loincloths, feel a chill.

"Hi hi... hi... hi?"

"Stop shouting, can't you see the atmosphere is off?"

The crowd in the parade lowered their voices as they entered the city, and when they passed Taiyi, they all chose to shut up.

Of course, although Taiyi didn't see this scene because he was meditating with his eyes closed, he still noticed it and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

However, the smile was fleeting; he focused more on his opponent who was about to appear.

"There are probably over a hundred people, but only a few are worth noting."

By checking the system, he could clearly see the stats of all the opponents present, and several names with health points exceeding 200 caught his attention.

"The one carrying the long spear should be the bounty hunter Takakura Yoshijiro, who has the title of 'Cloud Piercing Spear' and practices the Hozoin-ryu style."

"The guy wielding a greatsword and followed by a woman, his name is Irako Rangen? That look..."

"A tengu man carrying two katanas on each side should be a dual-wielder, but his name... Ashina Gobei?"

"And then there's the original owner's fellow villager, Takatsu Makenyu, I wonder what school he belongs to."

After observing everything, Taiyi slowly opened his eyes and then looked around at everyone present.

When he saw that many people had already drawn their knives and were eager to go on stage, a slight smile began to appear on his lips.

The original rule was that only warriors participating in the trial were allowed to use wooden swords, but some clever person said that his weapon was not a knife and there was no wooden substitute.

Then the other samurai who used alien weapons joined in the commotion, saying things like there was something fishy going on, preferential treatment, and weakening the opponent.

Upon hearing this, Tokugawa Ienari's eyes lit up instantly, and he slapped his thigh on the spot, ordering the use of real swords!

"How much longer...are you going to make me wait?"

click!

Just as the many challengers were still standing there, gathering their strength, Taiyi suddenly stepped forward, flicked his thumb out of the scabbard, and sneered.

"Damn it! How dare he underestimate us! Kill him! Take the title of number one in the world!"

After a samurai from some unknown domain shouted in a thick Kansai accent, everyone immediately drew their weapons and began attacking Taiichi.

It was midday, and the sunlight was shining directly into the stadium.

The light reflected from the weapons instantly brightened the entire Imperial Court, but this light carried a chilling, murderous aura.

As the crowd gradually surrounded him, Taiyi remained unmoved, like a reef in the sea, despite the overwhelming killing intent.

Clang......

Just as dozens of swords and katanas were about to strike him, Taiichi frowned, grinned maliciously, and used his first move.

Even a grain of rice can shine!

A boundless fighting spirit filled every inch of Taiyi's body.

The moment the sword was drawn, it was like the blazing sun pouring down its intense heat, burning everything in its path, relentlessly spraying outwards in all directions.

At the same time, red energy mixed with golden arcs of electricity surged and leaped across the blade of Futsu-no-Mitama.

As Taiyi swung his sword and extended his arm, twisting his body to exert force, a red halo appeared along the trajectory of the sword's movement.

【Dragon Tiger Flow - Fire - Heavenly Burning Wheel】

All the warriors who stepped forward first felt a surge of heat hitting their faces, and then the scene in their eyes was replaced by a golden-red color.

Clang......

The longsword rang out again, followed by the crackling sound of weapons breaking and hitting the ground, and a faint but clear sound of blood spurting out.

[General point +10]

"Tsk tsk, so this is the thrill of mowing the lawn?"

Taiyi slowly exhaled, stood holding his sword, and sighed inwardly.

The samurai who had just surrounded him now had their faces frozen in place, their eyes wide open, and their bodies began to slowly slide down the incision.

Crimson blood flowed rapidly from beneath the corpse, dripping along the cracks in the wooden platform onto the white sand floor at the bottom.

Because no attribute conversion was used, the range of this sword strike was only within a dozen meters of Taiyi's body.

He killed nearly fifty or sixty people with one sword, but only got 10 general points.

"However, including the contribution of that giant yesterday, my general points have actually reached 200 points."

"Those killed were all warriors, whose physical abilities were superior to ordinary people, but they wouldn't gain many general points. It seems we still need to find some extraordinary opponents."

With that in mind, Taiichi turned his attention to his surroundings.

The surviving samurai were retreating continuously, while the blood on the ground was converging on them from all directions.

After performing a sword flourish and sheathing the sword, Taiichi removed the Futsu-no-Mitama, scabbard and all, from his waist, placed both hands on the top of the hilt, and slammed it down towards the ground in front of him.

Thump...whoosh!

A ripple swept up blood and corpses, pushing them all away.

"Am I finally about to transcend the realm of humanity?"

Taiyi narrowed his eyes, and a mysterious feeling gradually crept into his heart.

Pfft!

Just as the many samurai were pointing their swords at Taiichi and retreating, a long spear suddenly attacked them from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of flesh being pierced and cut rang out continuously, as four figures relentlessly reaped the lives of the warriors until finally only five figures remained on the arena.

Taiyi, positioned in the middle, faced an opponent with one person each in front, behind, left, and right. Apart from that, the hundred or so warriors from before were now all corpses.

"Don't waste your time, you small fry. Leave the real battle to us."

With a large gun slung over his shoulder, Takakura Kichijiro, wearing a headscarf and a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, bared his teeth and spoke with his nostrils pointing to the sky.

Taiichi chuckled softly, not showing much surprise. He then raised his head, drew his Futsu-no-Mitama, pointed the sword tip at Takakura Kichijiro, and said calmly, "Wealth."

He moved the tip of his sword, pointing it at Irako Rangen: "Status."

He moved again, pointing at Mackenyu Takatsu: "Reputation."

Finally pointing at the Tengu Samurai, Taichi tilted his head, a grin spreading across his face, and said, "And you? What do you want from me?"

"Kill me, and I'll tell you the answer."

The Tengu Samurai reached behind his back with both hands, slowly drawing out two katanas as he spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

The other three also drew their weapons and aimed them at Taiyi.

"Hehehe... Hahaha...!!!" Taiyi chuckled softly, then slowly turned into a loud laugh, his voice like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, spreading throughout the entire Imperial City and outwards.

The high-ranking officials sitting in the moon-viewing rudders, as well as the crowds parading through the Imperial Castle, were all deathly pale, their hearts pounding wildly, and they even felt as if they were about to suffocate.

"So this is the request?" Taiyi pointed his sword at the Tengu samurai from afar, speaking to him, to the other three, and to everyone in the world:

"Come on, attack me all at once! Fight with all your might to kill me! That's how you'll get everything."

"But if you fail, what I can gain... is the world!"

Clang! ! ! !

The sword hummed softly, and a burst of red and blue energy soared into the sky, condensing into a dragon and a tiger, roaring ferociously at the surroundings.

At the same time, four figures also unleashed astonishing power and pounced fiercely towards Taiyi!