Jizo Mitama
The ground stretched out, and the gate behind them had disappeared.
Upon entering the territory of the Tenshukaku, Su Qing'an felt as if he had entered a completely different world.
The incredibly spacious interior seemed to contain another world. Redwood was the foundation of this world, and everything was a dazzling crimson. There were no lights or windows to let in the moonlight.
Yet the bright red breaks through the darkness of the black, giving it a strong presence that cannot be ignored.
Thousands upon thousands of eerie candlelight suddenly ignited the moment he took a step.
The flickering flames cast hazy shadows on the ground, highlighting and illuminating the outline of the world, making the scene before us even clearer.
The winding corridors on all sides and the antique interiors felt eerily strange in this environment.
Su Qing'an did not act rashly. Judging from the outside world's view of the Tenshukaku, it had more than one floor.
This suggests that the vast area in front of us, which is over a hundred meters high, may only be the first floor of the Tenshukaku.
Blindly searching for targets in such an environment is a foolish act.
The young man placed his hand on his sword and said:
"Rin, are you ready?"
Yae Rin understood the other party's plan and replied:
"No problem."
The romance of RPG games lies in honestly navigating mazes to find the boss.
Overcoming numerous obstacles and defeating many enemies, finally facing the Demon King battling wounds and using up blood vials, would be an extremely risky endeavor in reality.
The existence of innate Stigmata and the dense Honkai Energy in the atmosphere are all reasons why Su Qing'an is qualified to take shortcuts.
No need to rack your brains to search, no need to exhaust yourself thinking.
This is such a waste of time and so inefficient.
Just as he had thought before, the weak have their own path.
His usual practice was to use all his wisdom and resources to fight and escape.
But the strong also have their own path.
Su Qing'an now only needs to be cut open with a sword.
The Honkai Energy cycle established by the Void Sword Qi was used so smoothly for the first time since he cultivated the Sword Heart.
This is natural; those without the ability to adapt to Honkai Energy should not cultivate techniques like the Void Sword Qi.
Su Qing'an, however, did not have that qualification.
But he has it now.
Being born with Stigmata is a qualification.
Why does he become stronger whenever he activates Artificial Stigmata?
Only when the Artificial Stigmata is activated will Su Qing'an's Honkai Energy adaptability be qualified to match the realm of the Void Sword Qi, and only then can his combat power in controlling Honkai Energy be fully unleashed.
At the same time, Su Qing'an also gained the true qualification to unlock [Thousand Stars].
The Honkai environment was no longer an endless abyss that drowned him, but rather the foundation that helped him soar into the Clouds.
The young man now possesses enough combat power to truly kill Emperor-class.
With effortless grace, Su Qing'an extracted the Honkai Energy from the atmosphere. Even before the sword was drawn, [Calming the Tempest] in her hand emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.
The Honkai Energy in this area was extremely concentrated, yet Su Qing'an completely drained it away in just a few breaths.
The Void Sword Qi is a powerful martial art that uses heaven and earth as its dantian and all things as its furnace.
Its mystery and antiquity are enough to trace back to various plans of the previous era, and the version in Su Qing'an's hands has been modified by an unknown god.
It is completely untraceable in terms of mystery.
Therefore, once they were qualified to truly wield this power, Honkai Energy completely submitted to it.
This should have been the opponent's home turf, but from the moment the sword's cry gradually rose, the Honkai Energy being constantly drawn away and the storm that swept past like lightning and swirled around proved that Su Qing'an was turning the tables.
Home ground?
Given that the Herrscher Persona is wrestling with itself, the Honkai Energy environment is exactly the kind of support Su Qing'an needs.
From a microscopic perspective, the silent roars overlapped and enveloped the area around the boy, and the flow of air had already become an unnatural rhythm as the storm blew.
Slow down time to one-thousandth of its original speed.
Su Qing'an was drawing his sword, and the blade exploded with a deafening roar the moment it left the sheath.
In the past, he always drew his sword silently, but this time it was the complete opposite.
If you slow down the flow of time in the scene, you can clearly see that every time the boy's sword is drawn from its sheath, the slightest bit of Honkai Energy escapes unleashes a terrifying phenomenon like a thunderstorm.
This phenomenon, combined with external friction, creates a tremendous roar.
Time and time again, again and again.
In less than a second of drawing his sword, thousands of booming sounds surged forth in an orderly fashion, and the storm blowing around Su Qing'an vanished in an instant.
The adjacent mahogany wall was violently torn into powder invisible to the naked eye.
Yet, amidst the precise, stable, and extremely violent rhythms of a symphony, the boy's body remained unharmed.
His excellent adaptability to Honkai Energy allowed him to easily control the precision of Honkai Energy, leaving even the hem of his kimono intact.
His appearance was completely different from when he was covered in blood after using [Time Cutter].
Such a vast, insurmountable difference caused the boy to sigh inwardly.
Perhaps, with his innate Stigmata, he has already stepped onto the S-class level.
More importantly, he was able to reach the girl's back.
And finally... I can help her in some way.
In the fleeting dream of the boy, the sword was fully drawn.
Like a thunderstorm, like a meteor, like an apocalypse.
Like the first glimmer of light born in the darkness.
Like the first green shoot struggling to emerge from the permafrost.
The world was submerged in an ocean of light, becoming a blank, monochromatic color, while at that moment, the sword energy stirred up other waves.
The myriad sound waves rose and fell, seemingly overlapping in one place.
The world is teetering on the brink of collapse.
The sword energy, like an extremely fine and faint thread, separated the sea of light created by the surge of Honkai Energy, and also separated the explosion's roar and sonic waves.
Separated, everything in the field of vision is now visible.
A secluded mahogany corridor, exquisite screen carvings, and flickering candlelight.
High and distant, like the dome of a building.
All are like a torn scroll, heading towards a state of desolation.
Su Qing'an sheathed his sword, his heart uneasy as he gazed at his masterpiece. His fingertips traced the perfectly reproduced poem title on the hilt, calming his emotions.
This is [Time Cutter] enhanced by natural Stigmata.
That's absolutely outrageous.
The maze game was ruined by pure violence.
The first floor of the Tenshukaku completely collapsed into nothingness.
Yes, nothingness.
As if the illusion had shattered, the debris and the remaining intense Honkai Energy fluctuations vanished.
Instead, the area before us is no longer as vast as it once was.
The Tenshukaku, the highest High Command.
The ethereal, demonic body was clad in ancient red and black armor, and the face, barely visible beneath the helmet, constantly shifted its appearance.
They might cry, grieve, be angry, or laugh.
Human nature is diverse, and the world is filled with extreme evil.
The Jizo Mitama has sat quietly here for fifty thousand years.
At this moment, it stared at the intruder who had forced their way in.
It ended its long slumber in the river of time.