I am a female swordsman.

The whooshing sound from above foreshadowed the impending blade. Sephiroth's mind raced, recalling the shape and size of Genesis's weapon, which had once been accessed through his database. Then, he made a move that astonished everyone.

Faced with the sharp blade piercing through the air, he directly stretched out his hand to block it!

Upon seeing this, Genesis paused for a moment. His original intention was merely to teach this disrespectful senior a lesson. After all, they were both members of Shinra and would be comrades in the future. If he were to cripple Sephiroth's hand, even if the Bubble Mako Liquid could heal it, it would be going too far.

Just as Genesis was about to back down, his expression froze.

"What……"

The gleaming blade and the pale, powerful hand clashed, yet not a drop of blood was shed. Sephiroth had caught Genesis's sword with exquisite precision, at a perilous distance!

Surprise! Shock! And deep shame and anger!

In his numerous battles, Genesis had never encountered anyone who dared to challenge his blade in such a manner. This wasn't just confidence; it was arrogance! Even those freaks known for their physical mutations were nothing more than trash cleaved in two with a single strike before Genesis!

"Your sword, like your poetry, is more than ornate." As he spoke, he pinched the tip of the sword between two fingers and bent it sharply! Sephiroth calmly bowed his head in acknowledgment, his silver hair fluttering in the wind!

Like a lever.

As Genesis's crimson sword trembled in mid-air, it emitted a mournful cry. The intense vibrations forced Genesis to land and stomp hard on the ground to dissipate the relentless force of the shockwave.

The elegant and carefree Sephiroth did not pursue them.

He stomped his foot on the ground, and the Masamune, which had been deeply embedded in the floorboards, emitted a sharp hissing sound. The bright blade light made the surrounding space suddenly feel cold. The swift flash of the blade made everyone's eyes sting. When their vision returned, they found that the silver-haired boy in the center of the crowd had already drawn his weapon. The gleaming blade looked as if it had just been wiped clean of blood, radiating an extremely chilling aura!

"I admit I underestimated you a bit. I will give it my all from now on."

Genesis's previously frivolous and indifferent expression vanished. This silver-haired youth before him was no ordinary first-class warrior. He was a being far superior to first-class, a much more powerful being.

Just like Genesis himself! A formidable enemy worthy of a full-scale battle!

"Shinra has only one No. 1." Holding a sword in one hand and a tome in the other, Genesis's sword and the tome simultaneously shimmered with a rich crimson light, a light that seemed almost tangible, carrying an intense will to ignite everything. It was a sign that Mako energy was in operation; the strength of Shinra's warriors lay in the interaction between humans and Mako.

When using magic energy, even simple moves can increase in destructive power by hundreds or thousands of times!

Genesis, who has an excellent affinity with Mako energy, can unleash a power far exceeding that of ordinary Shinra warriors, making him even more terrifying!

Before, it was just playing around, but from this moment on, Genesis is going to get serious.

"That's me, Genesis!!!"

With absolute confidence in his own strength, Genesis's body transformed into a Mako Reactor erupting with immense energy! Wave after wave of intense, deep blue-green energy appeared out of thin air. The energy that originally belonged to the Shinra Mako Reactor was influenced by the will to actively summon it, responding to Genesis!

The sheer number of Mako Reactors at Shinra Headquarters goes without saying.

With so many Mako Reactors controlled by a mere mortal, the power he wields, to exaggerate slightly, could easily reduce this bustling city where the headquarters is located to dust in an instant, without any protection!

"Waaaaah!!!"

An abnormal energy surge triggered a stern alarm in Shinra, but Genesis at the top couldn't care less about that now.

He wanted to prove that he was the strongest warrior in Shinra.

And Sephiroth, no matter how strong he is, is no match for me now that I can coexist with Mako. Today, here, at this moment, I will prove it with this heaven-burning sword!

"Stop! Genesis, do you want to destroy headquarters?!"

The many first-class Shinra warriors who had just arrived were both shocked and furious as they looked at Genesis, who hovered above the Mako storm like a crimson god. At this moment, there was probably no one who could stop Genesis; that was the Mako energy that powered the entire city!

Immersed in his power, Genesis couldn't hear his best friend's cries from beneath his feet.

The Ash God can turn this city to ashes with just a wave of his hand!

The flames of calamity fell from the heavens.

"..."

Sephiroth, one of the parties involved, lost his composure. The massive, chaotic energy was destructive, and even he would have difficulty intercepting it all. However, he had witnessed firsthand the true power of Shinra's No. 1. Holding his Masamune sword aloft, standing at the center of the Mako storm, a chilling, lifeless aura suddenly rose in Sephiroth's emerald eyes, his three thousand strands of hair flying wildly.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Sword Approaches

Mako storm, the might of the heavens is magnificent!

Stepping on the surging Mako energy beneath his feet, Genesis stood atop the storm like a god. Feeling the surging energy tide he had stirred up, Genesis seemed to merge with it, touching a limit of power different from the human body.

It generates tides and collects energy!

In ancient records, this high-energy life form was called the Holy Spirit!

Just as Genesis was trying to explore this state more deeply, he felt waves of excruciating pain, as if he were being pierced and torn apart by a sharp blade, directly flooding his consciousness.

At this very moment, beneath his feet, a tiny yet eerie aura made him instinctively sense a threat.

Yes, a threat.

That silver-haired kid was actually able to threaten me in my Holy Spirit state? As Genesis lowered his gaze, he saw that Sephiroth, holding the Masamune horizontally, was surrounded by an almost transparent blade aura, with an ancient and desolate aura of destruction condensing at the tip of the Masamune.

Like a destructive will born in the primordial era!

Their eyes met.

The divine messenger cast a glance at the Demon King walking on the ground, and for the first time, the Demon King looked up at the proud divine messenger. If fate truly existed in this world, then at this moment, Genesis and Sephiroth both had the same thought arising in their minds!

That is, the other party will pose a life-threatening threat to me at some point in the future.

"The goddess draws her bow and releases all her arrows." Gently reciting a passage from a well-known poem, Genesis's voice seemed to come from the distant heavens, filled with a sacred rhythm.

As he chanted, the once turbulent and chaotic Mako tide began to obey the command of his crimson sword, arranging itself in a posture of overwhelming all resistance. Many of the Shinra First-Class Warriors, who could hardly withstand the storm, felt their bodies tremble uncontrollably. The awe etched deep in their souls told them that the god who punished humanity had descended to earth with His whip.

Among the few who were able to resist this terrifying power, Angel realized that his best friend had truly lost control.

He will unleash the rampaging Mako tide upon the earth in an even more ferocious and violent manner.

Something terrible is about to happen!!

"Iaijutsu, infinite!"

As the sky gradually turned crimson, Sephiroth's eyes shone brightly. His fighting spirit was completely ignited at this moment! This Shinra's No. 1! He's truly strong!

Just as the two were trying to knock the other down or even kill him...

"Um?!"

First, Sephiroth uttered a sound of surprise and uncertainty, then Genesis also sensed something and looked in a direction parallel to his own. Suddenly, a vast sword intent rose up, like an inverted bowl, its chilling sword intent mercilessly sealing off the entire sky above the Shinra headquarters.

………………

In City A, a ronin samurai with a toothpick hanging from his neck is strolling around the streets casually.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as he looked towards the distant horizon, his expression heavy with unspoken gravity. An ordinary person's vision wouldn't be able to discern the entire scene of that faintly blue-green sky, but as a swordsman himself, he could clearly sense the chilling, sharp aura emanating from that distance!

"Sword intent!"

The disciples following behind him, looking around curiously, exchanged bewildered glances upon hearing those two words. They had never heard their master mention anything about sword intent during their entire training.

"Master, what is sword intent?" The short-haired disciple in armor asked his master, who seemed somewhat engrossed.

His master was Kamikaze.

He is one of the greatest swordsmen of his time, with few able to surpass him in swordsmanship. By chance, he learned of the upcoming establishment of the Hero Association and was invited to come and see if he could find more powerful individuals he could respect.

"Sword intent is the soul of a swordsman."

With a toothpick dangling from his mouth, Kamikaze's dark pupils seemed to flicker with countless sword glints, appearing and disappearing in the depths of his eyes. Facing a fellow pioneer, his swordsman's instincts kicked in as he imagined himself fighting this opponent, wondering how he would fare. What surprised Kamikaze even more was that he had never heard of this sword intent before!

In the Sword Saint Gathering—no! It should be said that in the entire martial arts world, no other school of sword intent is like this…

"What a ruthless fellow! He won't stop until he's completely crushed the enemy's spirit. Where could such a guy be born? Could it be that some old codger crawled out of his grave?" Shenfeng joked, then solemnly warned his three disciples.

"Listen up, you lot, remember how you feel right now. Don't provoke anyone who gives you a similar feeling later, until you're strong enough!"

Before the words were even finished and the three disciples could respond, they felt a sudden dizziness!

Dragged by the divine wind into the vision of another world, they saw a distant scene. Wherever their vision reached, a dense array of sword intents, forming a fan-shaped canopy, coldly surveyed the heavens, yet these incredibly powerful sword intents were all uniformly paying homage to a single source!

The feeling at this moment is beyond words!

What kind of monster is that?!

Is this power truly beyond human comprehension? The being wielding such terrifying sword intent could easily slaughter an entire city in a single thought! This chilling swordsman is an insurmountable barrier for all other swordsmen!

Shenfeng secretly observed his three prized disciples' reactions to the sudden attack on the Sword Prison and nodded in satisfaction. At least they weren't scared out of their wits and still had the courage to draw their swords.

That could provoke such a monster to draw its sword...

Shenfeng suddenly became curious. Who was it that had the misfortune of not checking the almanac before going out and being targeted by such a monster? Or was there a fierce battle taking place there? Curiosity aside, out of politeness and reason, Shenfeng wouldn't suggest taking his three disciples to join the fun.

I'm sure that others who sensed this terrifying aura were also warned.

Anyone who dares to cross this line, even half a step, shall die!

Three unusual disturbances were clearly observed around the Sword Prison, and these three disturbances triggered terrifying fluctuations. It seemed that some strange people whose brains had not fully evolved had come to take advantage of the chaos, but they were killed before they could even cause a ripple in the Sword Prison.

act recklessly!

Kamikaze strained his senses to observe the powerful display of this unknown swordsman, but this hard-won scene soon began to change. From concealing the edge to unleashing its full force, the shift in sword intent seemed to stir up mountains and rivers!

"Look! He's about to make his move!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: Calming Down

Clang!

The crisp and clear sound of swords seemed to come from beyond the heavens. In just a few seconds after the energy of the Demon King surged, countless sword intents suddenly appeared out of nowhere and gathered together. The excessively strong sword intents gathered together and twisted into all sorts of fantastical phenomena in the empty space!

Genesis sensed it...

If he doesn't stop now, the restrained sword intent will erupt instantly! Dragging him into a lifeless killing zone composed of sword intent! Burying him completely!!

The Shinra Chairman has made his move.

Sensing the relentless killing intent, both Genesis and Sephiroth couldn't help but feel a surge of awe at its power. They were powerful, and had every reason to be proud; how could they not be proud when wielding power comparable to that of gods?

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

Huang Quan told Genesis and Sephiroth an indisputable fact.

That means as long as she lives, she will remain the strongest fighter in Shinra! Anyone who disagrees can risk their life to challenge her and see if they are even qualified to touch her!

Stop! Stop immediately!!

Under the silent warning of the sword's intent, Sephiroth calmly sheathed his Masamune, completely ignoring the raging Mako storm. Sephiroth could easily sheathe his sword, but Genesis couldn't. Having triggered the resonance of numerous Mako Reactors throughout the city, how could he so easily retract his blade?

Entering a state of spiritual enlightenment requires releasing energy promptly.