The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1162 - 187: Submission or Death

One Great Sword, splits into Power of One, one skill, and One Position.

Power is the time of day, skill is the geography, position is the harmony of people. The swordman stands between heaven and earth, merging the time, geography, and human harmony, and swings an ultimate sword, which is the One Great Sword.

From here, Takahara Bocchuan's Martial Arts attainment is definitely not inferior to the Divinity Realm of the Central Plains.

Although the history of Japan Martial Arts is far less than that of the Central Plains, due to the landing of the Esoteric Sect, it absorbed the essence of the Central Plains Martial Arts system. In just a few hundred years, it caught up with the Central Plains, or rather, it merged with the Central Plains Martial Arts system to become part of it.

At this moment, Takahara Bocchuan swung his sword, integrating power, skill, and position, merging the three elements of heaven, earth, and people into one sword. This was the essence of Takahara Bocchuan's life's Martial Arts, the pinnacle of his life, because in this sword, he fused all his thoughts and life.

After this sword, there was no need for Qing Yu to make a move, as Takahara Bocchuan himself would face the end of his lamp running out of oil.

A sword that exhausts life, an ultimate and tragic sword came directly at him, even before the sword reached, Qing Yu's hair seemed to flutter because of the wind from the sword.

'Wrong.'

Toyotomi Hideyoshi's pupils contracted violently upon witnessing this moment.

Not to mention that Takahara Bocchuan's sword condensed to the extreme would never leak even a bit of energy, the speed of the sword edge alone was far faster than the wind, making it impossible for the wind to reach the body before the sword.

Moreover, it was very wrong for Toyotomi Hideyoshi to even see this situation.

One must know, Toyotomi Hideyoshi was only in the True Pill Realm, yet he could see the ultimate sword of the Divinity Realm warrior Takahara Bocchuan so clearly, which in itself was the biggest anomaly.

Is it an illusion?

No, it's not.

In the next moment, Toyotomi Hideyoshi confirmed that it was definitely not his illusion. In his eyes, the sword that Takahara Bocchuan sacrificed his life for, was moving slowly like a snail, and the hair of Qing Yu in front also floated at the same slow speed.

This feeling of ultimate slowness brought Toyotomi Hideyoshi great contradiction, a strong sense of discomfort.

Amid this discomforting observation, Toyotomi Hideyoshi saw a single white strand of hair make contact with the blade, and then······

"Ding—"

Amidst a faint sound, the blade shattered, the hair remained intact.

The broken front part of the blade flew into the air, slowly dissipating like sand, turning into dust.

One Great Sword, broken.

Takahara Bocchuan's all-out, life-exhausting sword was broken by a single hair.

"This······" Toyotomi Hideyoshi silently lowered his head, kneeling on the ground in Japan's most formal warrior sitting posture.

The slight blood boiling in his heart ignited by Takahara Bocchuan was mercilessly extinguished, evolving into an even stronger despair.

'Japan, cannot resist.' The vertical face of Toyotomi Hideyoshi held an indescribable bitterness.

Such strong warrior, Japan cannot resist, nor is capable of resisting. Resisting is but futile.

If this is so, then the only choice is to surrender. Even if eventual death cannot be avoided, at least live well now.

A good death is not as good as barely living, this is the mindset of Toyotomi Hideyoshi at this moment. With such a mindset, it's no wonder that he, as Oda Nobunaga's confidant, enjoying ample resources and not being dull by nature, ended up stuck before Divinity Realm.

"What a pity······"

The blade stopped in mid-air, not continuing downward, and Takahara Bocchuan said a word of "pity", his body and the broken remaining sword slowly turned to dust like the shattered tip, dissipating with the wind.

After sending Takahara Bocchuan on his way, Qing Yu showed no slightest emotion, for Takahara Bocchuan to him was but an ant, killing him brought no sense of achievement at all.

"It seems, you have chosen to submit." Qing Yu lowered his gaze, looking at Toyotomi Hideyoshi kneeling on the ground.

"Lord Daoist, forgive me, I am Toyotomi Hideyoshi, willing to serve you like a loyal dog. However, Suzan Ming Venerate has placed a restriction on me, and I hope Lord Daoist can remove the restriction to allow me to serve you better."

Toyotomi Hideyoshi knelt, speaking with resounding words.

It seemed less like surrender and more like a ceremony of finding a wise master.

"Restriction, not a problem."

Qing Yu extended his right hand, an eerie green wind forming in his palm, blowing into Toyotomi Hideyoshi's head.

This was the Sorrowful Anger Separation Wind, an ability gained from the dissolving Sorrowful Anger Staff of the Heavenly Demon Soldier, capable of separating all tangible and intangible things, be they material or spiritual, as long as your strength is sufficient.

Even Suzan Ming Venerate himself was not Qing Yu's match, let alone the restriction he left. Sorrowful Anger Separation Wind quickly swept out a Vajra Seal from Toyotomi Hideyoshi's mind, returning it to Qing Yu's palm.

"Now, the restriction is gone."

Qing Yu slowly clenched his fist, and the Vajra Seal silently vanished.

The Vajra Seal left by Suzan Ming Venerate just disappeared, making Toyotomi Hideyoshi bow his head even lower, wishing to bury it beneath his own crotch.

Of course, just because the restriction left by Suzan Ming Venerate was gone, doesn't mean Toyotomi Hideyoshi was free. Because replacing the Vajra Seal was Qing Yu's Demon Seed.

This restriction was much stronger than the Vajra Seal and would erode the host's mind, slowly altering their perceptions.

"Toyotomi Hideyoshi."

"What are your orders, Lord Qingyu?"

"Take the people and horses of Japan back to Japan, saying you are returning to follow Suzan Ming Venerate."

"Hai."

Though Toyotomi Hideyoshi didn't understand why Lord Qing Yu only instructed him to return to Japan, his natural obedience as a Japanese made him dare not question, only follow orders.

"Go."

"Hai."

The distinctly Japanese response even gave Lord Qingyu a feeling akin to watching a TV show from his past life.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi immediately left the tent, began to assemble the Japanese, and prepared to report to Yueyejian in East Province, then return to Japan.

Based on his close relationship with Suzan Ming Venerate, the matter of returning to Japan was almost certain to succeed.

Even Yueyejian might be planning to return to Japan. The plan to invade the Central Plains had become a complete fantasy after this battle. If they stayed without moving, they would likely face retribution from others.

One shichen later, the Japanese left swiftly with minimal baggage, leaving behind only a large group of enslaved soldiers captured by the Japanese, numbering around fifty thousand.

These brainwashed captives had no sense of discipline, their minds full of animalistic instincts. Even though Toyotomi Hideyoshi had the demonic qi crystals left by Suzan Ming Venerate, he found it difficult to control them and could only give up.

Moreover, he hadn't forgotten that his new allegiance was with a Daoist Master who was also a Central Plains person, naturally making him unwilling to easily meddle in matters related to the Central Plains, even if it involved these inhumane captives.

"Having been brainwashed by Suzan Ming Venerate's demonic qi, their views on life have collapsed completely, filled with animal instincts. These people will not return." Qing Yu's divine sense scanned the entire camp as he softly spoke to himself.

The great freedom demon qi of Suzan Ming Venerate, rather than brainwashing, was more about fully unleashing the captives' desires. This kind of brainwashing wasn't forced by external force but more of a collapse of self-awareness.

To develop a worldview from nothing takes at least five to ten years, or even twelve to twenty years, but it could collapse completely in just a few days, or even an instant.

Driven by their animalistic nature, these captives committed countless atrocities, their views utterly distorted beyond redemption.

At most, one could break their current worldview and establish a new one. This method was most favored by the Buddhist sect through a process called conversion.

However, this conversion was actually not different from the brainwashing by the great freedom sky demon qi. Its essence was to cause the current consciousness to collapse and reshape it into a new one. The personality of the converted person was essentially unrelated to their earlier self, rendering it entirely meaningless.

"In simpler terms, if one puts aside moral perceptions, death is actually the best release for these people."

Qing Yu slightly shook his head, "Coincidentally, I am not someone with much moral perception."

"Allow me to grant you release, Divine Flame."

The earth trembled violently, and a ghostly blue divine flame erupted from the ground, turning everything there into ash.

Simultaneously, Qing Yu's Villain Points increased by more than seven thousand.

"Oh? Gaining Villain Points from killing these captives, is it due to the influence of moral perceptions?" Qing Yu curiously muttered to himself.

Reaching this level as a villain, killing no longer granted him Villain Points, but exterminating these fifty thousand animalistic captives today brought over seven thousand Villain Points.

For this, Qing Yu speculated that it should be due to the influence of moral perceptions.

In universal moral perceptions, these people were all victims and were considered mentally ill. Isn't there a saying that mentally ill murderers are not punishable by law?

To kill a mentally ill criminal would invite more condemnation than killing an ordinary person, which was the effect of universal moral perceptions.

Qing Yu exterminating these fifty thousand people, in a certain sense, was a tremendous sin, which was why the Villain Points were logically accounted for.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter," Qing Yu glanced at the Villain Points balance, and said, "Over thirty thousand, just enough. System, I want to purchase the 'Ning Scroll'."

The Villain Points were deducted, and the last scroll of the "Soldier Armor Martial Scripture" was transmitted into his brain. With this, all eleven volumes of the "Soldier Armor Martial Scripture" were collected.

"Finally, this Villain Points-consuming task is wholly completed."

Qing Yu gently waved his hand, and his figure slowly disappeared in the sea of fire.

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Shortly after Qing Yu left, two figures appeared before the sea of fire, silently watching the ghostly blue destructive divine flame.

After a moment, one of them said, "Truly a terrifying power. This Qing Yu has become uncontrollable."

"Dong Liu, do you think he discovered us?"

"This…" Pei Dongliu shook his head with a bitter smile, "I don't know either. The Qing Yu I know stayed the same as two years ago."

In the two years since he fought back and forth with Qing Yu Daoist Master, who was now as strong as a shining midday sun, even Pei Dongliu, who was no ordinary person, felt a bit overwhelmed in accepting the reality.

Entering seclusion briefly, yet his opponent left him far behind, was something no one could accept.

"But based on the information you provided me, Qing Yu Daoist Master probably discovered us," Pei Dongliu said seriously, "After all, his perception is notoriously keen."

Especially under circumstances where the difference in strength between the parties was enormous.

Even if Pei Dongliu didn't mention it, Mu Cangsheng also understood this point.

"But why didn't he strike at us?"