The Strange Demonic Sword

In short, judging solely from the state of the corpse, Uchiha Shūichi believed that this body was definitely not the mastermind behind his transmigration and Golden Finger.

Anyone capable of piercing dimensions and allowing someone to reincarnate freely across different worldviews would, by any measure, be no weaker than the legendary gods or immortals.

In a fantasy world like Zhe Tian, they'd at least be at the level of an Immortal King; even in a brand-new version of the Primordial World, they'd be a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and after death, a small universe could spawn from their corpse.

Even in manga and light novels with weaker worldviews, beings who achieve this level are personified concepts or the like—either they die without leaving a trace, or if they leave anything behind, it's far from an ordinary corpse.

Slowly approaching the figure before him, Uchiha Shūichi examined it closely, even reaching out to poke the dried corpse a few times.

The corpse's durability was higher than an ordinary person's, but under Shūichi's touch, it still poked through easily. This showed that the body had indeed trained, but its living strength was only so-so—at least nowhere near the level of being undead enough to rise again.

In fact, based on Shūichi's estimate, this body's physical strength was roughly equivalent to a Kage-level taijutsu expert—around the level of Might Guy or the Fourth Raikage.

Unless this person had been a mage or some caster-type who didn't train their physique, or came from a special cultivation system like A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality where losing spiritual power leaves the body barely stronger than a mortal's, then judging by this physical level, they were probably around a Super Kage-level powerhouse when alive.

Sensing this, Shūichi relaxed even more, and curiosity took over. He looked down at the rod-like object resting on the corpse's knees.

From outside, he couldn't make out its true form, but now that he was close, Shūichi saw it clearly—it was a longsword in its sheath. The hilt was emerald green, and even inside the scabbard, it radiated a faint scorching heat.

The scabbard itself was a deep blue, seemingly carved from some kind of ice, yet it still let off blazing heat. This was undoubtedly a top-tier divine weapon.

Shūichi's swordsmanship was quite good—otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered imitating techniques like the Chidori Blade. Excited by the sight of a fine blade, he naturally reached for the hilt.

But the moment his fingers touched it, a violent, scorching-hot malevolence surged into his body. In his mind, a Fire Kirin standing amidst towering flames instantly appeared!

In that instant, the Mangekyo in Shūichi's eyes spun endlessly, as if infinite flames were burning within them. The Fire Kirin, brimming with demonic energy, leaped and roared, trying to incinerate his sanity.

However... the Mangekyo Sharingan itself was the ultimate crystallization of illusion techniques, a condensation of Mental Power. The Kotoamatsukami Mangekyo was the most powerful illusion-type Mangekyo of all.

Though Shūichi wasn't the true owner of these eyes, he could still unleash most of their power. To some extent, with the enhancement of this Kotoamatsukami Mangekyo, his mental defense wasn't inferior to even some ordinary Mangekyo users.

The pattern of Kotoamatsukami instantly appeared in his mind, clashing with the roaring Fire Kirin. The two fought to a stalemate. Shūichi immediately let go, and the longsword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Because of his movement, the fallen sword slid half an inch out of its sheath. The crimson blade seemed to burn with blazing blood flames, and faintly, the image of a Kirin roared skyward.

"Blazing Kirin Sword?! How is that possible?!"

Shūichi gasped, stepping back a few paces, staring at the fallen sword in disbelief.

The Blazing Kirin Sword came from the Fung Wan Hong Kong manhua. It was a divine weapon on par with the Snow Drinking Saber, with a scale of the Fire Kirin embedded in the blade. It could greatly boost the wielder's power, but at the same time, the demonic energy of the Fire Kirin within the sword would corrupt the wielder's mind and personality.

But... setting aside background characters like Nüwa, the power level of the Fung Wan trilogy couldn't even match Naruto!

Even the final boss of the trilogy displayed Destructive Power far below that of Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, and might not even surpass the Tailed Beasts.

Though Destructive Power doesn't fully represent overall strength, it's still a reference. The Fung Wan trilogy's power level was at most comparable to the Naruto world without the Otsutsuki.

And while the Blazing Kirin Sword was a famous evil divine weapon in Fung Wan, honestly, it fell short of the top-tier divine weapons, ranking near the bottom.

Whether it was the later Great Evil King, the Peerless Demon Sword, or the Sword of Demise, all surpassed the Blazing Kirin Sword in both style and power. To put it bluntly, in terms of intensity, the evil aura of the Blazing Kirin Sword should be bearable even for an ordinary Jonin.

As a member of the Uchiha Clan, his resistance to such mental attacks should be even stronger. Besides, the Blazing Kirin Sword's evil aura was supposed to gradually corrode the heart, nowhere near as violent and terrifying as the sword on the ground.

At least, based on Shūichi's feeling, this so-called Blazing Kirin Sword contained demonic energy far more brutal than even the Great Evil King. Any normal Kage-level ninja who picked it up would likely go mad.

Even if orthodox martial artists had slightly stronger mental fortitude than ninjas of the same level, there was no way Duan Lang could have subdued such a terrifying Blazing Kirin Sword.

Not to mention that most martial artists in Hong Kong manhua had little mental discipline to speak of—they might even be worse than ninjas!

"Maybe... this is a divine weapon that just looks like the Blazing Kirin Sword?! I don't think this is the real deal!"

After carefully examining the divine sword on the floor, Shūichi looked up at the corpse again. This time, he noticed that the chest seemed oddly full.

He pulled open the clothes and saw that the corpse's chest hadn't withered at all—it was still plump and fleshy. The reason was a necklace the corpse was wearing.

Once he removed the necklace, the plump flesh on the chest began to shrink. Shūichi examined it closely. The necklace itself was unremarkable, but the pendant at the end was connected to a translucent, icy gem that radiated cold.

Gripping the gem pendant, Shūichi felt a wave of cool clarity wash over him, calming his mind. The lingering agitation from the Blazing Kirin Sword's influence dissipated completely.