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Awakening the Ancestors

Ancestral spirits drenched the world in blood 1000 years ago, forcing people to choose between death and turning to ancestral spirits. Saido Kado, on the other hand, was the only swordsman in the world who could match up with the ancestral spirits and seal them away. However, after 1000 years, people became dissatisfied with the current world and desired the return of the ancestral spirits. Tahara Kado, a young swordsman and the last Kado of his generation, aspires to be the best swordsman in the world, but his peers mock him because he is an F-Rank. His wish was granted, and he was killed, but an awakening system reawakened him, allowing him to level up and unlock new abilities, power, and sword skills. His first inquiry is to find out who has the ability to seal and unseal ancestral spirits. Will he be able to stop the people from unsealing the ancestral spirits? If they are unsealed, can he stop the ancestral spirits? Will he be able to awaken his ancestors? Join Tahara and his friends on a journey full of challenges that will put his swordsmanship and determination to succeed to the test. ....... Volumes........ -Volume 1: Awakening (1-44) -Volume 2: First-Year (45–57) -Volume 3: Samon Kenji (58–78) -Volume 4: The Lost Maniac (79–114) -Volume 5: The Gray Soul and The Tombstone Teacher (115–138) -Volume 6: The Twelve (139–157) -Volume 7: Chandganuur Arc (158–187) -Volume 8: Unveiling the Nexus of Blades and Sorcery (188-212) -Volume 9: The Graveyard Devil (213-224) -Volume 10: Chadli Guelimja (225-

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Chapter 232: Echoes of the Blade Dance

The Mourning Curator, an ancestral spirit, clad in tattered robes, stood before Tahara and Otake as sweat began to run down Otake’s spine. The air was thick with tension as the three combatants sized each other up, their weapons gleaming in the dark as the clouds gathered, forming cirrus clouds.

"Ready yourself, Otake," Tahara whispered, his eyes never leaving the spirit.

Otake nodded, his expression stern. "Together then."

Tahara, his katana held at the ready, made the first move, his blade flashing as he lunged forward. The Mourning Curator effortlessly parried the strike, its ethereal form shifting and undulating like smoke. Otake, seeing an opening, swept in with a series of rapid strikes, his sword a blur as he sought to overwhelm the spirit.