Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

He couldn't help but be even more curious about those prehistoric years.

In his spare time, Chen Xun had read the book "Chronicles of the Century", but the description of that period in the book was not very detailed. Most of them turned into myths passed down orally. For example, the Yamata-no-Orochi can head-butt the Yamata-no-Orochi. A mountain was broken, and the blood became a big river after the body fell.

These legends, which are similar to fairy tales in the eyes of ordinary people, do not display a very profound level of strength.

For monks, the power of space can be understood in the Nascent Soul stage, and in the Divine Transformation stage, it is easy to open mountains, split seas, and shatter the void.

Even if the myths and legends were described truthfully, those great gods from the ancient times were nothing more than that.

That period of time was so far away that even the distance to the present is unknown. It was like a story that existed in another time and space. The records of future generations can only be used as a reference, and even the reference significance is not very great.

Therefore, when he saw the Japanese using the lives of 40,000 people to summon a ray of Amaterasu's will today, Chen Xun was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to understand the prehistoric era.

"realm……"

Amaterasu murmured and repeated it several times, then suddenly shouted like crazy, "Reiki is a scam! Realm is a cage! I am the pinnacle of this world, the master of all living beings, I don't need realm, you all will surrender to me!" You rebel, kneel down for me!"

His head even started to smoke. It looked like he had been thinking for too long and his CPU was dry...

Chen Xun was a little speechless, "Don't you know that you are just showing off here?"

"How dare you! I am an ancient prophet. All the rules of operation in the world are under my planning. How dare you despise me...ahhhh!"

Amaterasu suddenly screamed strangely at the end of her sentence, as if she was in great pain.

Just like a student who had made mistakes and was being punished by the teacher, Chen Xun felt that his only strand of will was being torn apart by an inexplicable force. Perhaps some of his words just now touched the world. Bottom line.

"Who is punishing you?" Chen Xun asked.

"No one can punish me, I am the master of the world...Ah! They want to destroy everything, and I will never allow it. This is my world. Whoever wants to destroy my world, I will end his life... …Ahhhhh!”

His head howled crazily. The more he shouted, the more painful his expression became. It seemed that the power of punishment was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that even a ray of will could not support it. Black smoke began to rise from Tanaka's head, like It’s coal that burns from the inside out.

Chen Xun stretched out his hand to extinguish the power, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.

This is just a ray of will, only the will that controls Tian Congyun, not even a remnant soul. Even if he is rescued, he can't get anything he wants, so he might as well let him die.

Tian Congyun, who was clamped between two fingers, was still shaking violently, trying to break away from the restraints and assassinate again. Unfortunately, the Japanese clearly underestimated Chen Xun's strength. They thought that with 40,000 people summoned by their lives, no one in the world could do it. The strong man would kill him with one sword, but he didn't expect that this power was still too far behind Chen Xun.

As Tanaka's head began to burn, his will's control over Tian Congyun became weaker and weaker. The sword gradually stopped vibrating. Instead, it became covered with a layer of gray, and the blade lost its luster.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Tanaka's head instantly turned red, then vaporized, the shouts stopped suddenly, leaving not even a trace, and Amaterasu's will also dissipated between heaven and earth.

The blood-red six-pointed star disappeared, and the earth returned to silence.

Qin Chaoyun helped Zhao Yu and walked forward, his face full of fear. This was the first time he felt fear since Chen Xun's spiritual energy protected his body.

"Master, Master, what happened? All the people of the three hidden sects that disappeared in Japan were sacrificed, just to summon this sword to kill you?"

"That's what you said."

"hiss……"

Qin Chaoyun and Zhao Yu couldn't help but tremble, "That's... nearly 40,000 lives. Among them were monks, outer disciples, and handymen with no cultivation. Just... gone?"

Although they were Japanese, his sense of empathy as a human prevented him from imagining what kind of hell it was on earth.

"Is this the Kusanagi sword from mythology and legend? It's Haibulaqiu's. It would take 40,000 people to replace such a thing..."

Qin Chaoyun said and stretched out his hand to touch.

"Don't touch."

Chen Xun said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Chaoyun's right hand was just a little closer to the sword's edge when it was suddenly infected with a deadly aura. The entire arm withered and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing dense white bones, and then the bones turned into powder. The evil spirit was about to spread to his whole body along his arms!

"You're going to die."

As Chen Xun spoke, he used his fingers as swords to cut off Qin Chaoyun's entire right arm along the shoulder. After the arm fell off, it quickly rotted like a dead leaf. Qin Chaoyun was stunned and stood there blankly, forgetting the pain.

"Chaoyun! How are you?" Zhao Yu asked anxiously, reaching out her hand to hold his wound, but she didn't dare to touch the bloody broken arm.

"Back off."

Chen Xun said calmly, and then he threw out a stream of spiritual energy and began to perform the art of creation from scratch. Qin Chaoyun's arms were slowly growing out.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"This sword is stained with the life and death of forty thousand people. How dare you touch it? How many lives do you have?"

Chen Xun scolded.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life. My disciple is just too curious. Please forgive me." Qin Chaoyun apologized respectfully.

"It is worthy of being the number one divine sword of Japan and Japan, Tencongyun. I almost died without even touching it. This is so powerful!"

He sighed with lingering fear.

Chen Xun suddenly showed a caring look in his eyes.

He slowly said, "Where is this? The power currently exerted by this sword is less than one ten thousandth of the original body. You can understand it as a forcibly summoned fake. The source of its power is not itself, but Even those 40,000 sacrifices and 40,000 ants stacked together are vulnerable."

Chen Xun said as he touched the blade of the sword with his left hand. Wherever he touched it, the gray and deathly evil energy boiled instantly, trying to corrode this bold intruder. Unfortunately, it was in vain. Instead, the spiritual energy in Chen Xun's hand evaporated, burning the gray energy. Burned down.

Correspondingly, the gloominess in the sky and clouds seemed to have disappeared.

"Master, can you restore this sword to its peak?" Qin Chaoyun asked.

"Then we need to refine the cause and effect of these 40,000 dead souls first and then look at it. I don't know what the upper limit is."

For the first time, there was a hint of uncertainty in Chen Xun's tone.

Judging from the hilt of the Sea-covering Divine Sword, you need to have strength above the Void Refining Stage to control it. However, this sword has three parts put together to form a complete divine weapon. What level does it require? Will it exceed As the upper limit of the tribulation period has been reached, all this is still unknown for the time being.