Everything was destroyed in that monstrous fire. The fire can't be burned, it's Miyamoto Musashi's nightmare, it's also Miyamoto Musashi's hatred and anger, he wants revenge, he wants revenge!

When he left from the Yinyang Valley, Miyamoto Musashi already knew who was the culprit who destroyed Fuso, and he was going to find that person and slash his life with his own hands, and he wanted revenge! After spending a day and a night in Fuso, where the fire was burning, Miyamoto Musashi's whole body was burned, and his tough skin was also flushed with a piercing red.

But by the time he stepped out of the burned-out Fuso, he had become a lonely and terrifying avenger. At that moment, his cruel gaze was filled with endless hatred. At the exit of the Fuso border, Miyamoto Musashi met an investigation team sent by the great power Tang Cao, a large case review team deployed by Dali Temple. Fusang, a small country village gathering place subordinate to Tang Cao, has long been governed by Tang Cao's co-governance and legal covenant, and in principle, will be protected by Tang Cao. This fire, which burned Fusang, will of course alarm the entire Tang Dynasty.

However, Miyamoto Musashi doesn't care about all this anymore, Tang Cao's people are too late, they appear now, and it is useless to do anything, it is meaningless...... Fusang, who is already a member of the Dali Temple Investigation Group, will obviously focus their eyes on him, on him, the person who came out of Fusang alive. The army quickly stopped his way, and the medical personnel immediately stepped forward to inspect his injuries, and the investigators rushed up to interrogate him in various ways. But Miyamoto Musashi, whose eyes were red and full of hatred, didn't want to pay attention to anyone at all, he drew his sword, and several whirlwinds swung out, repelling everyone who stood in his way.

After discovering the danger of the target, no one in the investigation team dared to step forward, but they kept an eye on the Fuso survivor and immediately confirmed his identity. Miyamoto Musashi, the holder of the hidden winter and autumn cliffs in the four swords of the ghost worker, the swordsman who killed the sword demon of the sword mound, the world-famous Fuso sword saint, and at the same time, the only survivor found in the Fuso catastrophe. The investigation team did not dare to block Miyamoto Musashi's path anymore, and only reported the information about the Fuso Fire Sea back to Dali Temple. From that day on, Miyamoto Musashi became the heaviest suspect in the Dali Temple's case against Fuso Huohai, and at the same time became a dangerous object of close surveillance by Tang Caoguo's high-level surveillance.

In the Tang Dynasty, where the legal system is sound and the country is strong, all the whereabouts of Miyamoto Musashi will be secretly monitored, and even with Di Renjie's consent, Dali Temple can quickly mobilize strong people to carry out a strong round-up of Miyamoto Musashi. However, none of this is important to Miyamoto Musashi. Because, he will no longer stay in Tang Cao, in order to avenge Fusang's blood and hatred, he will embark on a decisive lonely journey. He will, go to Qin Chu!

At this moment, hatred had condensed into Miyamoto Musashi's hot heart, so full that he let go of the "number one in the world" that he had been pursuing for a long time, and in order to take revenge, he temporarily put down his kendo. And when he crossed the eternal rivers between the realms and set foot on the unknown border of Qin and Chu, he found that there were two people standing far away on the shore of the realm, as if one of them was tall, with long limbs, covered with dark blue armor all over his body, and even his head was wrapped in a sharp battle helmet, silent but murderous, looking like a very powerful warrior.

But he stood behind him with a dark blue scythe in his hand, while another man in a white cloak stood silently in front of him. The man was half a head shorter than the armored man behind, and the whole person was wrapped in a white cloak, and there was no image or breath to be seen.

The person who came was not good, this was Miyamoto Musashi's only judgment, in a foreign border that he had never set foot on, Miyamoto Musashi would never trust anyone easily, although he did not shy away from leaning towards the shore, but his hands were already pressed on the sword at his waist. "Long admiration, the world-famous Fusang Sword Saint. We...... I've been waiting for you for a long time. Just as the raft at his feet was close to the shore, the man in the white cloak spoke. Who are you? Miyamoto Musashi stared at the strange foreigner in front of him and asked coldly. We...... It's someone who has the same purpose as you. The man in the white cloak said, and the man in armor stood behind him, not saying a word.

"The same purpose—for what purpose?" Miyamoto Musashi asked in a deep voice, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand, as long as the other party's words were different, he would immediately strike. "Of course, that's the purpose of your coming to Qin Chu-" The man wrapped in the white cloak paused for a moment, and then said two words that made Miyamoto Musashi's eyes vibrate, "Revenge." "When I heard the news from Tang Caoguo, I immediately rushed here. I know that even if Fusang is completely destroyed, you will definitely survive, and you will set foot on the land of Qin Chu with the will of revenge. "Everything now is exactly what I thought." "Who the hell are you?" Listening to the man's words, Miyamoto Musashi's pupils froze, and he questioned again in a deep voice. "I said, we are people who have the same purpose as you, and we are also people who want to seek revenge on Xu Fu!" "My name is Ying Zheng." As the voice fell, the man unfurled his jade-white cloak, revealing the silver hair and handsome face of the purple emblem, and then, with a pair of bright eyes like a dragon, he stared at Miyamoto Musashi who had come from afar. Miyamoto Musashi also stared at the person in front of him, staring at his twin dragon-like eyes, and after a moment of silence, he set foot on the land of Qin Chu and embarked on a resolute path of revenge. - When Miyamoto Musashi opened his eyes, he almost used the strength of his whole body.

The nightmarish flames had dissipated in the blink of an eye, though only temporarily, and he knew that the flames were his eternal nightmares. But everything is gone, whether it is blood hatred or revenge, it is all in the past, and at this moment, the most important thing for him is to stand firm and live. Because he is a Fuso Sword Saint! The flame of memory forced Miyamoto Musashi to the extreme determination in the place of death. He stood on the ground, still in the form of an awakened demon warrior, and although the demon's face was stiffly twisted in pain, his heels did not waver in the slightest.

The brilliant crystal dust in the sky had already fallen from the void, and in that terrifying and gorgeous spar sword dance, the ghost warrior Miyamoto was frontally damaged by the burst of crystal dust, and thousands of tiny blood marks were cracked all over his body. The blood fell on the crimson armor, and the tragic red was not visible, but his body was already seriously injured. It was true, but the oni warrior Miyamoto still stood hard, straightening his badly injured body to prevent himself from falling. The ghost warrior Miyamoto grinned and gasped, raised his fierce gaze, and stared directly at the sword dancer Hua Mulan not far away, and let out a hoarse sneer. "Mulan, do you think this will defeat me? I am...... Never fall! Sword dancer Mulan also gasped, she stared at the fierce ghost face of the ghost warrior Miyamoto, and her cold and sharp gaze inadvertently - in the darkness where there was only a candle flame, a strange aura was brewing. It was Mi Yue, and she was struggling. In the secret room of the palace, the long-lasting candlelight can only illuminate a small corner, and the darkness beyond the faint light still wanders, seemingly narrow and boundless. And in the corner lit by the faint light, there was a completely transparent crystal coffin, beautiful and gorgeous, reflecting a dazzling light in the faint candlelight.

However, the extremely exquisite crystal coffin has a flawed white wall, and on the side of the coffin wall, there is a trace of shocking cracks. But the crack wasn't born, it was struck by someone. It's a crack that Ying Zheng slashed with a lightsaber. At this moment, the beautiful woman who was born with different eyes was lying quietly in the coffin, using all her strength to hit the crack in the crystal coffin. Mi Yue clenched her teeth, frowned, and pressed the demon blue energy in her veins with all her might, in order to break the ban on the crystal coffin, she struggled desperately. In the three years that she had been lying in the crystal coffin, the Crystal Radiance had always suppressed her body, making her unable to move, unable to make a sound, and unable to even condense the magic blue energy. In the ban of the demon crystal coffin, Miyue, whose whole body was refined in the demon demon path, could never escape, but now the situation is different, Ying Zheng left a crack on the edge of the crystal coffin, because of that crack, the strong crystal shenghui finally leaked a crack, with the flaw of this gap, Miyue's demon demon path was finally able to breathe. The demon blue energy of the demon path can finally flow in the bloodline, although it is very slow, but it is enough, and if time passes, dripping water through the stone, it will definitely be able to change. This is Miyue's hope for her to break the ban!

In the slender and slender arm, thousands of strands of demonic blue energy flowed slowly, until they reached the tips of the outstretched fingers, condensing dark purple demonic breath on the fingertips. And Mi Yue's fingers were facing the crack on the crystal coffin, and when the demonic energy condensed from the fingertips, it was immediately pulled into a slender silk strand, pouring into the crack of the crystal, and desperately biting inside the pure and sacred crystal. The whole process was extremely slow, although the seal of the crystal coffin was broken, but it was only a gap, which could only make Miyue barely breathe and condense the magic blue, and in essence, she was still firmly bound in the seal of the crystal coffin. The divine light of the coffin flowed and gathered, reflecting every inch of Miyue's delicate skin, and she had been lying in this sacred and noble embrace for too long. More than a thousand days of time have slipped through her fingertips, and Mi Yue has already borne too much involuntary suffering, and it is only now that she finally has the vitality to fight for freedom.

However, what she wants is not just freedom, she does her best to break the seal of the coffin, in order to get out of here and go out to stop Yingzheng who is pressing towards the abyss step by step. Mi Yue's eyebrows were tightly locked, and her red and blue pupils were full of scorching luster, which was the duty of deep love. Although she was still unable to move in the crystal coffin, the determination to break the seal with all her might was already visible. Miyue has never worked so hard. It is an indescribable emotion, it has nothing to do with freedom, just because of love and hate, as if the heart of a girl who has been silent for a long time must live to take an extreme example, Miyue She may be able to accept being confined in this crystal coffin for ten years, twenty years, but she can't accept Ying Zheng to say goodbye to her in such a way to end the aftermath, let alone accept that he is just putting life and death like this and stepping into the abyss.

Therefore, she has to desperately impact the seal of the crystal coffin, resist the suppression of the divine light, and condense the magic blue with all her might, even if her body is injured, she must break through the shackles of this crystal coffin as soon as possible, escape alive, and stop Yingzheng! So under the pressure of the mind, the flow speed of the magic blue energy gradually became faster, but at the same time, the blood also poured out of the body's internal organs, and vermilion spots appeared on the smooth and white skin. Under the mutual pressure of the demon blue and the divine light, Mi Yue's delicate body was suffering from the damage of the impact. But Mi Yue did not retreat, the pain in her body could not shake her in the slightest, she only gritted her teeth, hoping that the magic blue energy could flow faster. On the tip of her right finger, dark purple energy flowed out thinly, condensed into a tiny demon bat, and then withstood the scorching light of the holy light, detached from her fingertips, and flew into the crack in the coffin wall, desperately biting the pure and hard crystal. However, in the crystal coffin, the power of the crystal holy radiance was too strong, and it was burned away without waiting for the demon-like energy to bite a few times, and under the cover of that divine light, any form of demonic energy could not survive for a moment. But Mi Yue still worked hard with perseverance, surging the magic blue, releasing dark purple energy. Although the holy light of the crystal can quickly destroy it, she can condense it without stopping, and then continue to release it non-stop, although the damage she can cause to the crystal coffin wall is minimal, but the weight of each blow will accumulate, even if the damage is small, once quantified, it will have considerable significance.

Sure enough, after Mi Yue's unremitting efforts for a long time, the crack that appeared on the wall of the crystal coffin made a slight crack, and then the crack extended an inch obviously. It's just an inch wide, but for Mi Yue, it's an exciting result, she has been attacking the indestructible crystal coffin for a long time, but it's not enough, if she wants to break the crystal coffin and break the seal, she has to put in more effort and endure more pain. But she wasn't afraid, she just looked firmly, surging the magic blue, condensing the energy, and then continued to impact the cracks on the crystal coffin wall. She had already grasped the crack, this was her only chance, as long as her consciousness could still drive, she must tear the entire crack from the crack. So with the passage of time, the tiny crack began to gradually crack, grow, and then spread along the trajectory of the shattering, on the entire wall of the crystal coffin, slowly, subtly, and subtly.

The sound of the crystal shattering is like a swaying water drop on a water clock, brewing for an unknown amount of time, and the droplets fall, the sound is subtle but clear. And Mi Yue listened to the slender and crisp cracking sound, her whole heart and lungs were burning anxiously, although she had done her best, but the speed of crack change was still very slow, with this situation, she would need more and longer time to break through the seal. But Miyue doesn't have such time, she needs to, she must break out of the seal as soon as possible to stop Yingzheng. "Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng ......"

In order to impact the seal with all her strength, Mi Yue's closed mouth couldn't make any sound, but in her heart, she repeatedly chanted Ying Zheng's name, as if she hoped that there would be some kind of power to help her in the dark, so that Ying Zheng could hear her voice at this time, hesitate and hesitate. She hoped she would have time to stop Yingzheng. But this alone was not enough, but to such an extent, she didn't know how much time it would take to break through the seal.

(End of chapter)