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Even though Gen Musashi, who had fused with 'rare earth', was able to multiply and replicate himself infinitely, he still lost to Li Re... and was defeated and crushed by more 'infinity' in the previous collision!

"Infinite 'past'..."

After hearing Li Re's words, Minamoto Musashi seemed to come back to his senses - his eyes widened under the cracked ghost mask, and his expression as he stared at the figure opposite him suddenly became clear.

He said:

"Yes..."

他 说:

"Yes."

"I didn't lose to you - I just lost to time, but I can still grow... Just give me some time, and wait until I have digested the parasitic power in my body - I will definitely, definitely become stronger..."

He whispered, struggled, and roared.

His face was full of resentment.

Full of dissatisfaction.

"I am not reluctant to give you this opportunity - after all, you have rarely allowed me to use my full strength."

It's full strength...but not the limit.

After all, he still had many weapons and props transformed from the power of ghosts and gods in the 'Treasure House of Ghosts and Gods' that he had not used, he still had the 'Law of Heaven and Earth' that he had not displayed, and he also had the 'Great Judge of the Spirit World' that existed in his consciousness that he had not displayed - he even hadn't used the basic abilities of 'fire', 'fog' and 'soul core'.

Just draw your sword.

With the infinite 'I', I swing the infinite 'sword'.

But a full-strength attack is also a full-strength attack!

However, Li Re's expression suddenly became calm, as if he was looking at a dying corpse instead of an opponent he was looking forward to. "It's a pity that you don't have a chance."

No chance...

Minamoto Musashi's eyes widened and then suddenly shrank again. He was about to say something, but what sounded before he spoke was a crackling sound - more collapse, more cracks appeared on his body surface, and the black color like broken terracotta figurines gradually covered his body surface... Looking around, it was even more shocking.

Just as Li Re said.

He no longer has a chance.

After fusing with the 'rare earth', breaking away from the 'ghosts and gods' and entering the 'myth', he did gain stronger power.

No longer restricted by the career system.

But he is also bound by myth.

And 'rare earth' - or 'fertile soil', can multiply infinitely in mythology, but there is no limit to its regeneration, and the accumulated 'death' - also has no limit!

He had just died countless times.

Now this death will also erupt all at once - unlike Li Re's death in the present but being able to return from the past, his death will also be a complete annihilation.

Minamoto Musashi, realizing this, opened his mouth.

Looking at Li Re in front of him.

Not only was he unable to calm down and return to the peace he had before death, but he became even more angry and ferocious.

He glared fiercely and roared in a low voice.

He bared his teeth, and beneath the layers of cracked ghost mask, revealed an ordinary young man's face that was also covered with cracks.

"Damn it... Why... I have clearly achieved my goal..."

"Spiritual King Li Re, this is all your fault - why did you come to Japan, why did you accept the invitation of that witch... why did you come to get involved in this mess!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded."

"If you give me a little more time..."

"If you give me one more chance..."

"I will definitely be able to restore the glory of the Tokugawa Shogunate!"

"I can definitely..."

"'Spirit King' Li Re, I curse you."

"With all the power of the devil in my body, I curse you--"

The sound dissipated, but the figure became like dust - it collapsed and disintegrated layer by layer, turning into flying sand all over the sky, and fell into the rolling and boiling lava in the crater of Mount Fuji together with the fallen ghost chains.

What finally remained in the world was just a hideous, dark and ugly reflection.

It turns out.

Even 'Silver-level players' are no better than ordinary people when facing death.

Even though the 'Shogun' Minamoto no Musashi was of noble birth and a descendant of the former Tokugawa shogunate, it was still the same.

Death may be the fairest thing in the world.

Whether poor or rich, old or young, strong or weak, death is inevitable in the end.

"Unfortunately, this thing is not very fair to me."

Li Re, who witnessed the entire end of Minamoto Musashi, thought so.

He also knew that apart from the 'Holy Lord' whose life or death was uncertain, Minamoto Musashi would also become the first silver-level player in the real world to be proven dead.

And it was himself who caused Baiyin's death this time.

How many fearful or wary glances will we receive?

Li Re was quite looking forward to it.

Of course, that was something that happened later.

And now-

"It's time to explore beneath Mount Fuji."

Explore the energy hidden under Mount Fuji that is the true source of the seal.

Explore the origin of the mythical soil mentioned in the archives of Sengen Shrine and Ame-no-Go, the 'rare earth' that Shogun Minamoto Musashi used to transform himself.

But Li Regang thought so.

Just wanted to do this.

The body, which had not yet moved, suddenly froze, and the ghost stone dragon under his feet suddenly exploded and turned into endless ghost fog.

"what happened!?"

The clear and tender voice of a little girl came from the ghost fog, sounding both shocked and angry.

He was shocked and angry to find that he could not condense into a physical entity.

He was shocked and angry to find that his power seemed to be out of control.

This time, Li Re did not respond to her.

He just held the Juexian Sword in his hand, stepped on the endless ghost fog, and stayed in the air. His slender and tall figure seemed to tremble slightly, and the roars of endless ghosts and gods could be heard.

This is...

"Minamoto Musashi's last words before his death—"

"It turns out it really is a curse!"

...

“Hu…ha…”

"Am I...dead?"

Dongying, opposite to Kyoto, is the edge of Tokyo, hundreds of miles away from Mount Fuji.

In a space deep underground in the city, a figure suddenly opened his eyes.

The figure panted heavily for a while, feeling the "memories" emerging in his mind, and his face became more solemn than ever before.

"'Spirit King' Li Re... Mount Fuji... failed at the last moment..."

"I didn't expect that the preparations I made before would actually come in handy."

"The power of 'rare earth' is not something that can be easily touched - fortunately, I prepared a clone in advance that was completely disconnected from the original body, and could receive the memory information from the original body at the moment of death..."

"'Spiritual King' Li Re is indeed not a simple person!"

But it's okay.

Before his death, his 'original body' released all the ghosts and gods that were residing in his body, which turned into the most terrifying curse in the world and entangled the 'Spirit King' Li Re.

Next, that guy will definitely be killed by the curse.

The power of the curse will remain in his body.

At that time, he could take advantage of the opportunity to step forward and receive that power - quickly return to his prime! He could even take the power from the 'Spirit King' and become even stronger!

The figure that was both Minamoto Musashi and not Minamoto Musashi was thinking as he shook his body.

Of course he knew that he was just another person with Minamoto Musashi's memories.

But this fact is irrelevant to himself or to the original Minamoto Musashi.

Everything is like dust.

As long as you can achieve your great cause, there is nothing you cannot abandon - including yourself...

Only in this way can we truly conceal the truth.

Because they are not essentially the same person.

Therefore, no one would have guessed that the 'Shogun' was not dead.

Yes...

No one could have guessed...

hum!

The next second, a sudden sound was heard. Minamoto Musashi, who had not yet walked out of the underground cave, was startled. He saw a stream of light coming towards him in an instant - a long knife pierced straight through his chest.

Then there was the sound of the long sword being sheathed.

It was a figure that landed beside him.

"'Sword Saint'... Kondo Kyubei!?"

"it's me."

The figure that came was undoubtedly the 'Japanese Sword Saint' who had stopped at the top of Mount Fuji to watch the battle a moment ago.

It only took him half an hour.

They traveled hundreds of miles and arrived here!

The middle-aged man with his long hair tied up and a long sword hanging from his waist glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure next to him and suddenly smiled: "The person who knows you best in this world is ultimately your opponent."

"My old friend..."

"Based on what I know about him, I know that guy must have a backup plan—"

"He certainly won't just die like this and be done with it."

"You..." Minamoto Musashi's clone was trembling, he staggered, his face was pale, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and opened his mouth several times, but his chest was oozing blood and blood was spurting from the corners of his mouth.

He looked pale and weak. Having just revived and unable to inherit his original power, he still looked extremely frail.

He just died once.

Now, Yayan is about to die.

"It looks like it has lost its power."

"You are no different from the ordinary people you have always regarded as dust."

"Sword Saint" Kondo Kyubei left these words and turned away decisively.

Only a hideous corpse lying on the ground was left.

This is just like what happened before, after Minamoto Musashi defeated Kondo Kyubei.

Treat them with contempt like ants!