Chapter 1156: Chapter 670: Taiyi
As the Martial God Dharma Aspect slowly drew the thousand-ter Giant Sword from the ground, the underground secret facility of Heaven’s Guard Pavilion, once the central building of Japan, was exposed to sunlight for the first ti.
It was a massive dungeon with countless layers that couldn’t be discerned at a glance.
Even though the sword of the Martial God Dharma Aspect had already descended several hundred ters, it still seed to have not reached the bottom layer of the dungeon.
And from the traces exposed from the sword pit, it was clear that this dungeon’s condition was truly poor.
Although Japanese Witch’s houses generally weren’t large, seemingly developing towards a small and exquisite direction, having a prison cell that was less than a square ter in space was a bit too much.
This could hardly be called a prison cell; it was clearly a building composed of coffins.
Or rather, it looked a bit like individual storage compartnts in so sort of warehouse, and those prisoners were never seen as people—they were rely supplies stored in this warehouse.
And now, soone had accidentally opened a skylight for this warehouse, exposing it.
“Hiss, what a stench…..”
Dorothy just poked her head to look into the sword pit, but what first caught her attention was not the scene within the dungeon, but the foul stench surging from the underground.
It was like a mystery of canned fernted herring combined with maggot cheese, stuffed inside a rotting seal’s stomach for forty-nine days before being opened.
This sll was truly overwhelming.
The Hobody Witch was inherently a high spiritual sensitivity witch with sharp senses, so caught off guard at that mont, she almost fainted from the stench.
This was the sll of decaying corpses, and for the stench to reach such levels, it couldn’t just be from one or two corpses; Dorothy could scarcely imagine how many people had died in this dungeon.
The True Hell in the underworld wasn’t even this hellish.
It wasn’t just Dorothy who found it intolerable. In fact, when this rotting stench spread upwards through the sword pit, most of the surrounding lon-eating Witches couldn’t withstand it either.
Even among the Guard Witches, many started vomiting rainbows.
This was not about psychological fortitude; it was purely a physiological reaction.
However, the Hobody Witch, after a mont of getting used to it, remained unfazed.
She passed the stinking sensory experience to the Fairy King.
This was a good opportunity to sever the Indomitable Warrior Soul; go on, Little Four, if you can’t stand even this, then what’s the point of indomitability?
Bearing this stench that was almost eye-watering, Dorothy continued to gaze towards the bottom of the sword pit.
In the rubble below was Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who had already turned into a samurai-sauce, and within that samurai-sauce was a crimson katana. However, this originally beautiful katana was now covered in cracks, on the verge of breaking.
This surprised the Hobody Witch sowhat; she didn’t expect the Demon Blade to be so tough, able to withstand her sword without breaking.
However, after thinking it over, it seed that Minamoto no Yorimitsu had thrown the Demon Blade to the ground at the last mont and then used his own body to block the sword.
And seemingly sensing Dorothy’s gaze, the Maple Demon Blade transford back into human form. However, this previously sultry, enchanting beauty now had lost all her allure, fully covered in injuries, she could not muster the strength to stand and could only crawl with difficulty on the ground.
“Pain, so much pain… sob sob sob, Lord Shuten, it hurts so much…..”
The Ghost Woman crawled while crying and wailing in agony.
She didn’t want to die, but at this mont, her body felt like a shattered porcelain, with life essence uncontrollably flowing out from within her.
She pitifully looked at Dorothy at the edge of the sword pit, more accurately, at the sword in the Hobody Witch’s hand.
“Lord Shuten, I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to be bullied….. It really hurts…..”
Such a beautiful woman in this tear-streaked look indeed stirred sympathy, making others instinctively want to forgive her.
In Dorothy’s soul space, the soul of Ibuki Yuuki watching this dear friend of the past in such a state felt a bit of sorrow in her eyes as well.
Then she closed her eyes.
Well, if it’s unbearable to watch, then just don’t look. Out of sight, out of mind.
And as Dorothy watched this pitiable Ghost Woman, there was a touch of pity in her eyes.
Grandfather Duo couldn’t bear to see beauties suffer; the pain on their bodies was pain in her heart, so…..
The Hobody Witch silently raised the sword in her hand once again, and behind her, the towering Martial God Dharma Aspect also lifted the thousand-ter Giant Sword in the sa motion.
Well, if one stroke isn’t enough, then add another. This ti, for sure, granting this beauty relief.
Upon seeing Dorothy’s actions, fear appeared in Ghost Woman Maple’s eyes.
But suddenly, she seed to sense sothing, her eyes bursting with a strong survival instinct. Even though she was already on her last breath, she still arduously crawled, squirming towards the depths of the dungeon.
And ahead of her crawling direction, footsteps slowly rang out, indicating soone was approaching.
Even though above her, the majestic Martial God Dharma Aspect was already swinging down the sword, the torrent-like giant sword of a thousand ters carried an unstoppable might rapidly bearing down, yet those footsteps remained unhurried, completely devoid of tension.
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