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They were truly blinded by rage.
Meanwhile, Tang Jiaren, the head of the Tang Clan, took advantage of the chaos and, like a true phantom, silently avoided all patrol routes and the chaotic crowd, making his way alone towards the most heavily guarded core tent of the ninja leader.
Not far behind him, an equally inconspicuous figure quietly followed.
Zhang Yunyuan activated "Thousand Faces and Myriad Forms," transforming his face, figure, and even his walking posture into that of an ordinary Japanese ninja guard.
The masculine energy that belonged to the authentic Longhu Mountain sect was perfectly simulated and transformed by the Hunyuan Dao Qi, becoming cold and obscure, almost exactly the same as the ninjas around him.
He was like a drop of water, silently merging into this murky ocean.
Tang Jiaren's stealth skills had reached a state of perfection; he seemed to blend into the darkness, making him almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.
But Zhang Yunyuan could clearly "see" him.
In his perception, Tang Jiaren had not disappeared, but rather had perfectly synchronized his "Qi" with the surrounding environment in an extremely mysterious way.
This is the Tang Clan's ultimate technique—Illusionary Body Barrier.
A bold idea suddenly came to Zhang Yunyuan's mind.
He slowly began to circulate the primordial Dao Qi within his body.
That primordial chaos energy, which encompasses all things and assimilates all laws, began to carefully analyze and imitate the unique energy fluctuations of Tang Jiaren's "illusory body barrier."
A moment later, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Zhang Yunyuan's lips.
With a thought, he separated a wisp of primordial energy, simulating it into the form of an "illusory body barrier," and gently sent it into a shadowy area not far away.
The next moment, a blurry, illusory afterimage almost identical to Tang Jiaren's figure flashed and disappeared in the shadows.
An elite ninja on guard nearby immediately noticed the unusual fluctuation, turned his head sharply, and gripped his kunai tightly.
But all he saw was an empty shadow.
"Did I see it wrong?"
He frowned in confusion, but remained vigilant, his attention firmly drawn to that area.
The real Tang Jiaren, however, took advantage of this fleeting moment to slip past him like a fish, without attracting any attention.
Zhang Yunyuan followed the same method.
He followed behind Tang Jiaren like a mastermind, constantly simulating the Hunyuan Dao Qi into the form of "illusory body barrier," creating one false afterimage after another on both sides of Tang Jiaren's path.
These afterimages appeared and disappeared intermittently, making it difficult to distinguish between real and fake, perfectly attracting and interfering with the judgment of all the ninjas around.
This cleared the last and most fatal obstacle for Tang Jiaren's stealth operation.
The chaos outside the camp, which almost turned the sky red, finally alerted the ninja leader who had been sitting calmly in the center of the army.
"A bunch of trash!"
A cold, angry shout came from the main tent.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful and terrifying Qi, filled with violent and insane killing intent, suddenly erupted!
That energy, like a detonated bomb, instantly swept across an area of hundreds of meters.
A man dressed in samurai armor and wielding a strange katana slowly walked out of the tent.
He surveyed the chaotic scene before him, his face showing extreme impatience.
"Eita, go and crush all those annoying flies."
A cold voice came from inside the tent.
The man called Eita responded respectfully, and then the impatience on his face was replaced by a bloodthirsty fervor.
He suddenly looked up in the direction of the most intense riot, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into a blood-red afterimage and disappeared from the spot.
Almost the instant Eita's aura erupted, Zhang Yunyuan, who was secretly providing support, felt a sudden chill run down his spine.
This breath...
He knows it all too well!
Knowing the original story, he instantly recognized the other party's identity.
Eita Nikaido!
That battle maniac who joined the Japanese army as a free man and committed countless bloody crimes in China!
That ruthless villain who single-handedly killed Lü Ren, the eldest son of the Lü family!
His demonic sword possesses an extremely strange ability: it can absorb the life's essence of those it slays.
With this demonic sword, he absorbed the essence of swordsmanship from many sword schools in Japan a hundred years ago. After arriving in China, he absorbed it like a sponge, stealing the unique skills of countless extraordinary people.
The Ishikawa family's Buddha Sword, the Lü family's Ruyi Force, the Tang Clan's Whispering Steps, the Flowing Earth and Wood...
He fused these powerful supernatural abilities into one, transforming them into his own terrifying strength.
Now, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Heroic Realm, and he even has the power to fight against a half-step Supreme Realm expert!
Zhang Yunyuan's heart sank.
He knew that the Ten Heroes of the Tang Clan had met their match.
Chapter 66 Lady Jing's Flaw, the Fatal Arrow
The appearance of Eita Nikaido was like a tiger barging into a flock of sheep.
He didn't even bother to identify who was from the Tang Clan; he simply charged straight into the area where the fighting was most intense.
The demonic sword was drawn, accompanied by a piercing sound as it cut through the air.
Tang Tongbi had just used a poisoned needle to knock down a ninja and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when he felt a deadly danger coming from behind.
Without a second thought, she immediately used the Tang Clan's "Willow Steps," her figure drifting to the side like willow catkins.
However, the blade of light followed her relentlessly, sealing off all her escape routes with an even more bizarre and swift angle.
That footwork... it was clearly a shuffling step!
Tang Tongbi stared in disbelief at the deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest and slowly collapsed.
"next."
Nikaido Eita licked his lips, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement, and glanced at the rest of the Tang Clan members.
Upon seeing this, Tang Mingyi and the others' eyes turned completely red.
Du Fosong was heartbroken. Tang Tongbi was his wife, yet he had watched helplessly as she fell before his eyes, killed by this strange man from the East!
They stopped fighting individually and, almost simultaneously, surrounded Eita Nikaido from all directions!
A brutal five-on-one encirclement and kill ensued.
Meanwhile, taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was drawn to Nikaido Eita, Tang Jiaren finally managed to sneak to the outside of the core tent where the ninja leader was located.
He lay dormant like a shadow pressed against the corner of the wall, quietly adjusting his breathing and heartbeat.
Just as he was preparing to find an opportunity to launch a thunderous attack.
Inside the large tent, the ninja leader who had been sitting motionless suddenly moved.
He slowly opened his eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.
"Has a mouse come?"
He formed a hand seal, and an invisible wave emanated from him, quietly spreading outwards.
This is an extremely sophisticated sensory ninjutsu that can transform one's own Qi into ripples on the water's surface. Any creature that steps into this "water surface," no matter how well it hides, will cause ripples, thus revealing its location.
Almost the instant the ripples touched Tang Jiaren, he felt himself being locked onto by a cold, sinister will.
Tang Jiaren felt a chill run down his spine and made no further hesitation.
He exerted force with his feet, and like a cannonball fired from a gun, he instantly tore through the tent and rushed straight at the figure with the strongest aura inside!
However, the moment he rushed into the tent, two dark figures flashed out from the left and right sides like ghosts, their crossed samurai swords gleaming with a chilling light, precisely blocking all his paths of advance.
They were the ninja leader's personal guards, Sakon and Ukon.
Tang Jiaren made an incredible turn in mid-air, dodging the blade and landing steadily.
His gaze swept across the area quickly.
In the center of the tent sat a man dressed in black hunting robes, his face hidden in the shadows—the ninja leader.
Beside him stood a man in a sharp suit, exuding composure, and a woman in a gorgeous kimono, with a captivating figure and alluring eyes—Madam Kyo.
Around them stood twelve men, each with a distinct aura, but all of them were elite fighters.
Samurai, ninjas, strongmen, and even two Onmyoji wielding strange magical artifacts.
These two words instantly came to mind for Tang Jiaren.
He realized that his current situation was called a dead end.
But there was no fear on his face, only the absolute calmness of a top assassin.
Without uttering a single wasted word, Tang Jiaren flipped his hands over, and two oddly shaped, foot-long daggers were already in his grasp.
He moved swiftly, heading towards Sakon and Ukon.
Amidst the crisp clang of metal, sparks flew everywhere.
Tang Jiaren's specially made hand dagger clashed violently with the two men's samurai swords.
In the first round, Tang Jiaren was slightly surprised.
These two guards were actually able to catch their poisoned, indestructible daggers steadily.
After that, he realized that he would have a hard time taking down these two guys in a short time with just his hand daggers.
These two have been trained too well by that ninja leader.
Their swordsmanship was devoid of any superfluous or fancy movements; every move was deadly, and each strike precisely targeted their vital points.
The two cooperated seamlessly, with one attacking and the other supporting from the side. Their transitions between offense and defense were fluid and flawless.
Just as Tang Jiaren was entangled in a fight with the two men, a ninja nearby seized the opportunity and threw three darts in a triangular formation toward Tang Jiaren’s back.
Sakon and Ukon simultaneously roared in anger.