I studied beheading in a mental institution

"Nine out of nine swords, [Shenyin]."

Zhihe dropped the eighth Fujin knife, and Yurina quickly stabbed it into a pool of blood.

The eight Futsu knives were intertwined into a ring, standing quietly in the pool of blood, and the shimmering lights of various colors surged under Yurina's feet, like a gorgeous ocean of light and shadow.

Yurina's small face looked a little pale due to blood loss, she lowered her head, solemnly untied the paper knife from her waist, and held it in her palm.

"Grandma He... Little Youli has grown up, have you seen it?"

She gently rubbed the scabbard, her eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia, she smiled, and said softly, "I will not be by your side in the future, you should take good care of yourself... If there is an afterlife, I still want to be Your granddaughter."

In the pool of blood in front of her, an old figure appeared out of nowhere, with silver-white hair fluttering in the wind, Grandma He stood in the center of the paper cranes, stretched out her hand, and touched Yurina's head.

Her face is full of kindness:

"Don't worry, little Youli, grandma will always be behind you..."

Her figure turned into a paper crane, circling around Yurina. Yurina took a deep breath, tightly grasped the paper knife in her hand, and pierced deeply into the last corner of the circle.

"The third of the nine knives of misfortune, [Qianhe]."

A white shimmer of light flowed out from the blade, and was connected with the breath of the other eight Fujin knives. In an instant, a glaring beam of light burst out from the pool of blood and went straight into the sky!

In the game scene on the top of Mt. Fuji, Yuuri Takishiro, who was fighting the god of corpses, seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, his pupils dilated slightly.

"elder sister?!"

At the foot of the mountain, the paper crane that sealed Haruki Amamiya disappeared without a trace.

He staggered to the ground, looked up at the towering beam of light, his eyes were full of bitterness.

"Yu Rina..."

As the radius of the piercing gaze gradually expanded, Hoshimi Shota and Furuhara Yoshiki glanced at each other, leading Haruki Amamiya back quickly, the light quickly engulfed the surrounding land, obliterating everything without a trace.

This beam of light rushed into the sky and soared towards the sky. I don't know how much height it rose. There was a loud noise, as if it had hit an invisible barrier, and hideous void cracks shattered in the endless sky!

It touched the end of the Yata mirror.

boom--! !

The void was shattered, and a large circular hole was forced out of the azure sky by the beam of light, like a mirror with a corner pierced through, and along this big hole, it quickly shattered!

Behind the cave is a dark world full of mist.

At the end of the beam of light, the outline of a blade with flowing light was slowly outlined.

The monstrous murderous intent swept out from the blade, and the terrifying fluctuations of divine power centered on the illusory blade, rapidly spreading to the entire "circle of people" and the foggy world, and black and golden circles of light crazily spread across the sky.

An artifact is about to be born.

in the beam of light.

Yurina opened her eyes in bewilderment.

Her body was crushed into dust the moment the beam of light rose, and her translucent soul fell slowly as the beam of light rose, as if it would soon disappear in the light.

At this moment, afterimages flew up from below, and an old hand gently stuck behind the falling Yurina.

Yourina turned her head and saw Grandma Crane riding on paper cranes all over the sky, standing below her with a smile, a warm breath was pouring into Yurina's body along her palm, and her soul quickly solidified stand up!

"After the nine knives are united, our original sword spirits will all be separated from the Fujin Dao." Gu Yue Yugui's figure appeared beside Yurina, and he said with a smile, "So, this brand new artifact, the Fujin Dao , need a new Soul Blade...

From now on, the soul and the sword live, immortal and immortal.

Although it is not as free as before, it can at least preserve your soul and allow you to continue to exist in the world.

What do you think, little girl? "

Yurina was stunned for a while, with hope in her eyes, she nodded without hesitation, "Okay!"

Who would choose to die if they could live?

"Your soul body is too weak to carry the power of this new Fujin knife. Before we leave, I will help you." A white-clothed and white-haired figure walked out of the reflection on the water, and also stretched out A hand was placed behind Yurina's back.

Raging power is pouring into her body crazily.

Yurina blinked, and was about to thank her, when two figures walked side by side in the beam of light in front of her.

One is a cowherd in a yellow floral bathrobe, and the other is an enchanting fox girl in a scarlet feather.

Holding a black stone statue in his left hand, Xiao Jin walked over with a smile; beside him, Wu Ji held a frantically struggling red bird in one hand, and a purple mink in her right hand, her charming eyes were full of dominance.

"Little Youli." Xiao Jin said gently, "Today, we will help you...step into the divine realm."

The soul of the nine-handed Fujin knife, either voluntarily or forced, poured part of their own power into Yurina's body, and in the soaring beam of light, Yurina's breath soared rapidly, outlining the sword in the sky. The phantom of the divine artifact produced some kind of mysterious connection.

Ding--! !

A crisp knife sound echoed above the sky, and divine power flooded into Yurina's body like a tidal wave, and the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter!

She became the spirit of this artifact.

As a weapon spirit, without a physical body, relying solely on the power of the divine weapon to ascend to the divine realm, at this moment, she has become a pseudo-divine existence without the power of law, just like Yata mirror's weapon spirit thunder beast.

Yurina's figure rose rapidly along the soaring beam of light, and finally crashed into the blade that was gradually outlined.

A dazzling white light flashed across the sky of the "circle of people".

……

The black-gold blade extends endlessly, clearly reflecting the blue sky, like a dark lake with no ripples as the breeze blows by.

A figure gently landed on the black gold lake.

Her pure white feet were light, and she flew on them like a butterfly. The black cherry blossom kimono was spotless, and her black hair was tied up by a cherry blossom hairpin, shining a faint halo in the sun.

Yurina stood on the surface of the black gold lake, lowered her head slightly, her eyes stared at the world of the "circle of people" under the sky.

A little hair on the sideburns fluttered in the wind, she raised her hand and pointed at the world below,

A voice like a silver bell echoed on the surface of the Black Gold Lake:

"Create the world..."