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Yuan Zun: Yoriichi Tsukiguni

A world's generation acclaimed swordsman died as his last wave of the sword was overwhelmingly unleashed. In his trip to hell, he was able to find secrets of a mysterious past and faced with a new and unknown future. This fanfiction is derived purely from fanatical interest and does not hold any significance that can threaten the rights of the stories involved in the writing.

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Chapter 5: Grave of Swords

"Tathagata, I need your help to eradicate the scourge of the world, he will be the cause of the world's end if he is left to roam by himself, to think that he actually gave the essence of the world to a wandering soul and entered the void subsequently with the utmost treasure of the Three Realms, it was because of him that balance is now broken!" Yama is righteously pronounced.

"Amitabha! A buddha must not raise a blade to spill tons of blood, but it seems that there has never been a situation where I could choose at all," Tathagata respectfully said as treasures appeared behind his back.

Tengu looked at the two, their eyes are full of desperateness.

"Sigh, it really was lonely at the top" Tengu's eyes were full of strange vicissitudes. He brandished his black gigantic sword, exuding terrifying amounts of sword aura.

Blades have already been raised and pointed at one another. It was the start of chaos.

The battle of the Gods, known in the future as the decisive start battle of the Three Realms State of Desolation began.

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< Heaven Genesis World, Sword Empire >

In a world divided into Nine Heavens, the Heaven Genesis World contains mortals, genesis beasts, genesis qi, genesis qi masters, and gods!

A special occurrence manifested in the skies as the sole crown prince of the Empire, its only inheritor was born with the skies full of myriads of colors, and a mysterious gray lotus appearing.

The Empire was in a state of celebration, to congratulate the imperial family, and welcome the arrival of a genuine genius.

In a room where a quiet infant quietly stared at the skies that can be seen through the glass panes of the room, can be quite seen as if it was in deep thought.

"I was able to get reincarnated, what was unfortunate was that the body that Qin Lingtian rebuilt for me was destroyed in the void, leaving me again with an unprotected soul from the ravages of void streams." Yoriichi, or rather, Li Chunjun, the crown prince of the revered Sword Empire, a famous top-level empire in the Cangmang Continent.

He was revered as the genius of the empire. It was because of the auspicious manifestations that materialized the day he was born.

Those manifestations are a sign that the coming of another genius incarnate will once again appear.

He was worried that the special lotus that Tengu gave had disappeared but he can never be more wrong as the lotus Lingtian used to rebuild his body became a mirage or apparition of talent. His body may not have been the Lotus but he was indirectly fused with it through what can be called a Genesis Root.

Genesis Roots are the depths of talent one could have. It is even more precious as this not only gives one talent but also destiny to be greatly proportional to how unique one's Genesis Root was.

The most precious one was blessings that were connected to Dragons but as a Lotus that acts as an essential object of Three amalgamated worlds, its worth may or may not be more than what a Dragon Blessing could give.

Days and years passed and Li Chunjun grew into a healthy boy, with bright yellow eyes that looks forward to the new world he is going to live in from now on.

He was now six years old.

The Sword Empire's imperial family has a special ritual that was initiated to fully recognize one's royal status.

It was called the Grave of Swords.

Only the royal family have the chance to enter this place where famous swords are stored, waiting for their next owners.

Every one of the swords have mysterious origins or just scraps throwed randomly.

Because of that, affinity isn't the only that must be used to guide yourself to find a sword, you must also have the knowledge to identify what was precious and what was not.

Li Chunjun was currently in his room being donned by his Sword Maid. A Sword Maid is a unique existence as they are the guardians of an heir.

With simple robes that quite match his bright yellow eyes and black hair, he looks simple yet deep.

His aura was something unique because as a child, he look as if he possess plentiful experiences in life.

Walking towards the hall where the Grave of Swords was located, Li Chunjun was welcomed with some people.

Looking at them, Li Chunjun could see seven people that acts as the pillar of the empire.

A man with the same eye color but looks gold than yellow, Li Xiangwei, was his father and the Sword Emperor of the Sword Empire. He exudes dominance as expected to someone who was an emperor. His sword-like eyebrows squinted from Li Chunjun's arrival.

A woman with reddish hair and black eyes, Li Youyou, was his mother and the famous Sword Empress. Aside from her status as the Empire's greatest beauty, she was a strong Sword Genesis Qi Master that was at the peak of the Cangmang Continent.

Comparing his features to the two, he could see that he looks more like his mother yet he inherited his father's eye and hair color. It was fortunate as his father looks regal but rough, different from his mother who looked gentle yet fierce on the inside.

In short, he was a handsome child.

The other five people are the Two Dukes and Three Marquises. Aside from the Royal Family, they are the pillars of the Empire, only second to the Imperial Force.

"Jun'er, you look adorable, come to your mom!' Li Youyou very much loved his son, it was a love that made Li Chunjun embarrassed sometimes but is happy to receive it always.

"Empress, this is a sacred ceremony and I plead you to refrain on such actions" Li Xiangwei the Sword Emperor subtly commanded.

"Hmph, what an unflexible man, Jun'er do your best!" Li Chunjun was sended off by his mom towards a hill where swords are stabbed randomly. It was a great sight.

"Son, this hill was a grave where the swords of our fallen warriors are placed to honor them and prevent their contributions be swept by the tides of time. As the next emperor of the Sword Empire, you must have this encounter and pick a sword on the hill which will accompany you even after death, please climb and choose what you think is the best" his father's solemn face proves that what he said is true.