The Sealer of the Sword

She didn't know where Yan Ye's patience was, so when she calmed down, she hurriedly said, "Yes... I'm sorry... I'm very sorry..."

Yan Ye kept his eyes as calm as that, looking at Ramba, whose expression was all twisted together because of fear, self-blame, and regret in front of him.

He didn't say anything to interrupt Ramba's words, just listened to all of her words quietly.

Until the end, Ramba slumped in front of Yan Ye with the appearance of begging for death to atone for his sins, crying and shouting, "It's my fault... I killed Master Bishamon... so... so... ..." words.

"That's it." Yan Ye replied softly.

Without any extra words, under the words of Lanba crying, Yan Ye did not choose to make any action.

Yan Ye's acquiescence caused Lanba to raise his head in astonishment. He looked at him blankly and said, "You... believe... me?"

Hearing this, Yan Ye turned around like that and smiled softly when facing the wall of the corridor in front of him.

When he waved the Death God's sickle in his hand and let it disappear in his hand like that, Yan Ye smiled and stroked the Zanpakutō on his waist.

"I hate annoying women, I hate women who only cry, I hate women who can't do anything but scream." Yan Ye smiled, with a wicked smile that cracked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Ramba like that: "But you asked me for help, and it wasn't the expressions and tears when you lied, so I accepted your wish."

Accepted the wish?

It's ridiculous, it's like saying that he is really a god.

But it doesn't matter, it's better than those hypocritical words.

Yan Ye smiled like that, stroked the Zanpakutō, pulled it out, and held it in his hand.

"I am a disaster, I am a god of death, my existence is to harvest life, if my existence is hindered in the name of fate-"

Yan Ye suddenly cracked the corner of his mouth and laughed, and clenched the Zanpakutō in his hand and slammed it towards the wall in front of him: "Labor and capital even harvest fate together!!!"

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The violent impact ripped apart the building in front of him in that instant!

The sword energy visible to the naked eye ripped the ground and the space apart, cutting the entire huge castle in an instant!

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Yan Ye started to act.

From the moment he made his move, the entire castle sank as if the emperor was coming.

Absolutely, the coercion of the emperor descended from the sky, crushing all the buildings and tearing apart all the weak.

In the central courtyard of the castle, Bishamon, who was still fighting with demons, sank abruptly and knelt directly on the ground. When the huge pressure shattered the ground under her feet—

Her long-disappeared consciousness suddenly returned, and when she looked at the source of that sword energy in astonishment—

Yan Ye walked out of the collapsed castle just like that.

Just like strolling in the garden, holding the Zanpakutō in his hand, he walked in the direction of Bishamon.

Every step he took, he crushed the ground, the air around him seemed to be shaking, and the ground shattered under his feet.

The near demon was torn apart by an invisible force in an instant.

Without any time to resist, without any way to resist, all creatures that entered Yan Ye's body were torn to shreds.

Yan Ye had a smile that cracked the corners of his mouth, and when he walked to a place not far in front of Bishamon, he opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry."

Yan Ye was apologizing, but Bishamon didn't understand why he was apologizing.

But in the next moment, Bishamon understood.

Yan Ye raised his hand just like that, pointed it in one direction, and gestured the action of the pistol——

hum! ! !

Accompanied by a loud buzzing sound, a scarlet ball as small as half a fingernail appeared on Yan Ye's outstretched fingertip.

Just the moment the thought appeared, the scarlet ball took shape.

then--

"Bang." Yan Ye made such an onomatopoeia.

The scarlet light burst out just like that!

It was only a small ball as small as half a fingernail, but it spread to the entire line of sight the moment it was shot.

A hum, a burst.

The huge castle was erased in half at that moment.

Half of the buildings, even the ground, disappeared into the scarlet light.

Bishamon just stared blankly at the disappearing place, unable to say a word.

She knew that Yan Ye was very strong, and that a random blow a thousand years ago turned all the land within a thousand kilometers to ashes, and she knew it at that time.

However, when he witnessed Yan Ye's random blow a thousand years later, he was still so shocked that his worldview was shattered.

However, Yan Ye smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"My master, I once said it." Yan Ye laughed suddenly, and said as if talking to himself: "She likes close combat, the reason is because it's cool, she doesn't like small moves, Because it's useless, but—"