# 963
Chapter 964: Slaying the Corpse God
Yuzuri Takishiro seemed to have thought of something, and smiled. "So that's how it is..."
Yuzuri Nana stretched out her hand and lightly pointed at the black-gold lake beneath her feet. The steel dome that had covered the entire Japanese sky began to rapidly shrink, finally transforming into a black-gold longsword, quietly hovering in the air.
The elegant blade curve reflected the ruins of the city. A powerful divine fluctuation spread outward from it.
This was the divine artifact that the Kunitsu Gods had built with everything they had.
Yuzuri Nana, wearing a black-based sakura kimono, floated beside the blade, as if recalling something.
"Takishiro, this Magatsu Blade still doesn't have a name. Do you want to give it one?"
Yuzuri Takishiro scratched his head, his expression troubled. "I've never named anything before, so I don't really know how... Let's wait until after I meet Brother Qiye. He can name it."
"Hmm... alright."
Yuzuri Takishiro reached out and gently grasped the hilt of the black-gold longsword. His red garments fluttered in the wind.
He looked up at the status panel above his head. After grasping this blade, his level began to surge wildly!
97, 98, 99... 99+
The Magatsu Blade's bonus to its wielder was a combat power increase that transcended realm limitations. Just like how Yuzuri Kurotetsu, who was merely an ordinary person at the time, could face several Oracle Envoys alone while wielding several Magatsu Blades.
And now, what Yuzuri Takishiro held was a divine artifact-level Magatsu Blade.
This was also the only SSS-rank item he had obtained.
His combat power had already undergone an earth-shaking transformation!
BOOM——!!
Yuzuri Takishiro's figure vanished from the sky in an instant, and a deafening sonic boom swept across the land.
Before the Corpse God could react, amid rolling invisible shockwaves, a red-clad figure carrying a blade charged down猛地 from above the Corpse God's head!
Szzzz!
The black-gold blade easily cut through the Corpse God's hardened body, flickering like lightning, and instantly severed a thick right arm along with half its torso!
The Corpse God's health bar, which had already been reduced to less than half, instantly shrank by a large portion. The entire health line dropped to one-fifth, entering a critically wounded state.
All of this happened too fast. From the moment Yuzuri Takishiro grasped the blade and dove from the sky to the single strike that destroyed most of the health bar, barely a second had passed.
The Corpse God's faceless face狰狞地扭曲起来. It looked down at its feet. The red-clad figure gripping the black-gold longsword was looking up at it indifferently, as if looking at a corpse.
Waves of divine power swept forth. As the Corpse God was about to unleash the Mountain God's power, the red-clad figure struck again mid-air!
A blade light sliced through the ruins of half a city's buildings, cutting off the Corpse God's remaining half-body.
The heavy severed limbs crashed to the ground with a dull thud. After this strike, the Corpse God's health line was down to its final sliver, reaching the execution threshold.
Yuzuri Takishiro tightly gripped the black-gold longsword and was about to swing again when his figure suddenly swayed, his face turning pale.
Two consecutive swings of the divine artifact Magatsu Blade had caused backlash to his body. Although this backlash wasn't significant for someone at the Human Apex realm, if he were at full strength, he could have swung a dozen more times...
But precisely, the genetic defect in his body had not yet been completely repaired. The backlash from two consecutive strikes was beginning to affect this genetic defect.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, quickly dodged one of the Corpse God's dying attacks, and kicked off the ground, soaring into the sky once more!
"The final strike..."
Yuzuri Takishiro murmured softly. The black-gold longsword in his hand unsheathed once more, drawing an arc, and slashed directly toward the Corpse Beast's neck!
As this blade light flashed, the Corpse God's health bar above its head depleted completely. The Corpse God's massive body fell limply, rumbling as it crushed numerous building ruins into fragments.
In the rolling dust, Yuzuri Takishiro, wearing his red garments, slowly sheathed the black-gold blade and walked beside the Corpse God, sitting down somewhat unsteadily.
The final strike had successfully killed the Corpse God, but his own condition was also very dire.
The genetic defect that had already been mostly repaired was now worsening again. He felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier, his consciousness gradually blurring.
"Takishiro! Are you okay?" Yuzuri Nana's form materialized from the blade, her gaze filled with worry as she looked at him.
"I'm fine, Sister." Yuzuri Takishiro waved his hand. "Brother Qingyu will come save me..."
"Brother Qingyu?" Yuzuri Nana was stunned. "Where?"
Yuzuri Takishiro's gaze turned toward a certain direction. He weakly raised his finger.
Yuzuri Nana hesitated for a moment, then waved her hand gently. Within the black-gold blade, a spot of light rapidly expanded. The next moment, two figures stepped out from it.
Amemiya Haruki lowered his head and coughed a few times. His eyes swept across the surroundings, and confusion appeared in his gaze.
"Where is this?" Beside him, the sturdy Furuhara Yoshiki was also stunned. "How did I get here?"
When they were inside the Human Enclosure, they had personally witnessed the light pillar rising, then a massive blade covering the sky, followed by golden threads flying out from the light spot, pulling them into the blade's world.
Before they could回过神来, those golden threads appeared again and guided them back out.
"It's the world outside the Yata Mirror." Amemiya Haruki said calmly.
He turned his head and looked at the floating Yuzuri Nana, asking, "What happened?"
...
"Jialan fell into a deep slumber and is about to become a god?!"
After hearing Lin Qiye's account, Baili Pangpang and the others widened their eyes, saying in disbelief.
Lin Qiye nodded. "I was worried there might be danger if the Yata Mirror shattered, so I had the Oath Society take her away first. Once we leave here, we can bring her back."
Cao Yuan sighed. "I knew Jialan was hiding her true strength, but I never expected her to have reached this stage..."
"Then how long will she need to sleep?" Jiang Er floated on the clouds, her voice emerging from the speaker at An Qingyu's waist.
"I don't know, but it could be over a hundred years."
The crowd drew a sharp intake of breath.
"A hundred years? By the time Sister Jialan becomes a god, won't we all already..." Baili Pangpang's words trailed off as he stopped speaking.
"Is there no other way to wake her up earlier?" An Qingyu frowned.
"...Perhaps there is." Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering with a glimmer of light. "But specifics would need to wait until I find Wang Mian. The God of Time might be the only one who can accelerate this process..."