Chapter 318

Hanako Shinobu exhaled, sheathed her blade, and stepped back to this side.

Luo En spoke to her: "That last strike was good—you've touched the threshold of that realm."

"Really?"

Hanako Shinobu's eyes lit up, then darkened with frustration: "For just an instant, I truly felt I saw every flaw—but that feeling vanished in a flash, and I couldn't hold onto it."

"Don't rush."

Luo En walked toward the still-activating Enichi Zero.

Kanroji Mitsuji murmured in awe: "Even Mr. Luo En is going to try? This is really going to break…"

She hadn't finished speaking.

Snap!

The sharp swords and knives held in all six arms of the Enichi Zero snapped clean off.

Luo En's fist plunged into the chest of the Enichi Zero.

Its movements stiffened, clicking and clacking.

"O-only one strike and…"

Kanroji Mitsuji stood frozen, dumbstruck.

Then something even more shocking happened.

Luo En reached into the broken chest of the Enichi Zero and pulled out an ancient longsword, still in its scabbard.

28, was the mountain cut in half?

【Last chapter… hmm… banned, should be unbanned soon, heh…】

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"This… is this—?"

Kanroji Mitsuji stared in astonishment at the ancient longsword in Luo En's hand.

Luo En examined the blade; unlike ordinary Nichirin blades, this one was heavy, its scabbard rusted by time, radiating an ancient, weathered aura—clearly not a product of the present era.

"Is this the sword you were looking for?"

Hanako Shinobu asked in surprise.

"Probably."

Luo En said.

"Hidden inside this training puppet… that must be over three hundred years old?!"

Kanroji Mitsuji snapped to attention, her large round eyes widening with excitement: "Is this some incredible weapon? Ah—it's like a legend! Mr. Luo En, Mr. Luo En, pull it out and show us!"

Under the intense gaze of the two women.

Luo En gripped the hilt and drew out the ancient longsword, at least three hundred years old, from its scabbard.

No shimmering, icy gleam of a divine blade—only a blade covered in rust.

"Huh?"

Kanroji Mitsuji blinked, looked again at the edge—still covered in rust, unchanged.

"Eh—! It's completely rusted through?!"

Luo En fully drew the rusted ancient blade, held it horizontally before him, and studied it closely.

Hanako Shinobu frowned at the blade: "A three-hundred-year-old edge… left idle too long, neglected—of course it would rust like this."

"If it's this rusted, it probably can't be used anymore."

Kanroji Mitsuji leaned close to Luo En and said: "If you want a sword, Mr. Luo En, why not ask a bladesmith to forge you a new one?"

"The iron from the Warring States period was better than today's. This blade isn't damaged—only heavily rusted. If we can remove the rust and re-sharpen it, perhaps we can restore its edge."

Hanako Shinobu mused, tapping her chin.

Kanroji Mitsuji clenched her fist and struck her palm: "Then let's go ask the village chief!"

"No need for that."

The two women turned to Luo En in confusion.

Luo En gripped the hilt, applying slight pressure with his palm.

"!"

As the two women's eyes widened slightly.

A faint red glow began to rise along the elongated, rust-covered blade.

Like rising flames.

"The sword… is burning?"

Kanroji Mitsuji's round eyes widened.

Hanako Shinobu's mind conjured one word—

'Hekatō'.

Slowly,

the red glow intensified.

The blade glowed as if immersed in fierce crimson flames, turning the metal red-hot like iron.

The temperature around the blade surged, warping the air.

"Step back."

Luo En said calmly.

Hanako Shinobu immediately pulled Kanroji Mitsuji back several meters.

After they stepped back.

Luo En no longer suppressed his power; the right hand gripping the hilt swelled with explosive force.

Boom!

A scorching gust of air blasted outward from Luo En's body.

"!!"

Before the stunned gazes of Butterfly Shinobu and Kanroji Mitsuri.

The entire ancient blade in Luo En's hand instantly turned as red-hot as a branding iron, blazing with visible, radiant flames that radiated extreme heat!

The grass beneath Luo En's feet gradually turned brown and withered under the heatwave.

Luo En examined the ancient blade engraved with the character 'Extinction'; the red-hot blade surface, streaked with rust, melted and flaked away under the intense heat.

As Luo En unleashed Sun Breathing, an extremely sharp, piercing aura gradually emerged from the blazing blade—perhaps the lingering sword intent of its previous owner three hundred years ago.

"It seems this might truly be Kyojuro Rengoku's blade."

Luo En thought to himself, staring at the blade.

He shifted his intent.

Armament Haki hardening.

The entire red-hot blade instantly turned a deep purple-black, radiating unparalleled, fierce sharpness.

Luo En casually slashed outward; a purple-black cutting line flashed through the air and vanished.

Before Butterfly Shinobu's shock and Kanroji Mitsuri's stunned silence.

The peak of a distant mountain slowly slid downward.

Rocks crashed to the ground.

Boom—

"Shinobu… am I dreaming? The mountain… the mountain was cut in half…"

Kanroji Mitsuri murmured dazedly.

Butterfly Shinobu was also deeply shaken.

"Hmm… not as good as the previous ones, but it's manageable. I'll use this for now."

Luo En nodded.

He released his Armament Haki.

The blade's surface bore not a trace of rust; it now gleamed with a profound, deep black luster, its sharpness contained, its curve long and straight, with the character 'Extinction' engraved near the guard—entirely, it felt as calm as water and yet as blazing as fire.

Luo En sheathed the blade and glanced at the damaged mechanical doll, En'ichi Zero, and the small iron lying beside it.

"Looks like I'll have to stay here two more days."

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