Manipulation

Manipulation

"Kill him!"

The Ninja Head's face bore a few black marks, as though it had been scorched by flames. The explosion just now had left him with minor injuries.

It made him look somewhat bedraggled.

The Ninja and warriors who had been blasted away alongside the Ninja Head recovered from their initial daze and immediately darted to his side.

The two sword-wielding warriors gripped the Wakizashi at their waists, glaring fiercely at Lin Feng.

At the Ninja Head's shrill cry, the two warriors flashed forward, their heavy footsteps striking the ground twice.

Two streaks of blade light, as though they could split heaven and earth apart, slashed toward Lin Feng.

Clang! Clang!

Lin Feng casually swung the sword in his hand and easily blocked both attacks.

"This is all you've got? You didn't even finish learning what you stole, and you still dare come back here to cause trouble?"

Lin Feng sneered at the Ninja Head, utterly disregarding the two warriors at close range.

"We are Ninja with an authentic inheritance! How could we have stolen anything?!"

The two warriors before Lin Feng roared furiously, the bulging veins on their faces resembling earthworms.

Their savage expressions radiated a towering murderous aura, and an icy wind rose from their bodies, sweeping toward Lin Feng.

Feeling the cool breeze before him, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes in comfort.

He stretched out one finger and leisurely scratched himself, looking as though he were enjoying an electric fan on a sweltering summer day.

Whoosh!

Seeing how contemptuously Lin Feng treated them, the fury in the two warriors' hearts was like an erupting volcano, on the verge of exploding.

They sheathed their blades in unison, then once again assumed the stance for Battōjutsu.

Shing!

With a clear sound of swords leaving their sheaths, two flashes of white nearly merged into one as they swept toward Lin Feng.

Like an eraser, the white light gouged away a section of the ground wherever it passed.

Lin Feng looked at the white light, a faint trace of interest appearing in his eyes—but only a trace.

He raised the whisk sword in his hand and delivered a simple downward slash.

A solid force descended with strength beyond everyone present. After a brief silence, a bottomless fissure suddenly appeared between the two warriors.

The fissure cut straight through the space between them and rapidly spread toward the Ninja Head behind them.

In the blink of an eye, seeing the crack rushing toward him, the Ninja Head threw himself aside with all his strength.

The crack did not stop and continued onward.

Before anyone could react, a small mountain behind them—

was forcibly split open down the middle by a brilliant white line. Then plumes of smoke rose from the dense forest, startling countless animals and birds into flight.

Under the deep night sky, when that strange white line lit up near the Japanese camp—

everyone in the vicinity stopped fighting at once.

"What was that?!"

The Tang Clan experts who had come with Tang Jiaren stared in astonishment at the white line that had lasted for more than a second, a vague sense of foreboding rising in their hearts.

The Ninja locked in combat with them felt the same.

The white line had appeared where the Ninja Head and the eldest master were. Both were extremely important to their respective sides.

At the center of the battlefield, on the battlefield centered around Lin Feng, a scene appeared that shocked every Japanese soldier.

The Ninja Head they had always respected, admired, and even worshipped had been injured.

And severely at that.

Drip!

Drip!

Drip!

Dark red blood, nearly black in the night, slowly dripped from the Ninja Head's severed arm. He turned to glance at the spot that throbbed with pain, then swiftly tapped it several times with his remaining intact hand.

The Ninja Head cast a cold glance at the fissure beside him. It was the place that had nearly dragged him into hell just moments ago.

It was also where one of his students had died.

That promising young student who had always followed him and served as his translator had died just like that...

At that thought, the Ninja Head's head began to ache sharply.

What kind of move was that?

He could not make it out. It had merely been a simple downward slash.

It was a movement any child could perform after being taught for a minute.

How could it possibly produce such terrifying power?

As the Ninja Head thought this, the shock in his eyes deepened.

He was no match for him. They were not even on the same level.

Run! He had to run!

The Ninja Head made his decision in an instant.

"You want to leave? Is that possible?"

Lin Feng saw through the Ninja Head's intentions and snorted, his eyes carrying the amused smile of someone teasing a dog.

He slowly walked toward the Ninja Head, one step at a time.

His steps were relaxed and unhurried, as though he were taking a stroll. He was completely unconcerned that the Ninja Head might escape.

Meanwhile, a strange invisible barrier slowly rose around the area.

Snap!

Lin Feng snapped his fingers crisply. The sound was like a shriek from death itself, jolting Tang Jiaren out of his stupor.

Tang Jiaren had been observing the battle ever since Lin Feng discovered him, while also searching for an opportunity to assassinate the Ninja Head.

Yet whenever he tried to move forward, Lin Feng would seemingly lock his body in place with a strange, chilling coldness.

Tang Jiaren did not dare act. He feared that if he were killed, all his efforts would come to nothing.

Thus, Tang Jiaren became a spectator to the battle.

He had seen that slash just now, and it had shaken him to his soul.

Tang Jiaren could not imagine what kind of technique, or what kind of overwhelming power, could unleash such a strike.

From Lin Feng to the distant mountain was nearly several kilometers.

A somewhat capable Outsider who could unleash a slash spanning a hundred meters could already be called an expert. Yet this strike had crossed several kilometers and even split apart a mountain.

This exceeded Tang Jiaren's understanding of Outsiders.

This guy... was he an immortal?

That was Tang Jiaren's only thought.

As the Ninja Head watched Lin Feng draw closer step by step, his body suddenly turned into an afterimage.

When he reappeared, the Ninja Head seemed to have slammed into an invisible barrier at his side, his limbs spread wide as he lay suspended against the air.

"I've set up a barrier here. You can't escape. Or are you trying to call more people over?"

Lin Feng stopped walking, turned toward the Ninja Head pressed against the air, and spoke calmly.

"Damn it! If I could get out, or if all of us attacked together, we could definitely kill you!!"

The Ninja Head fell from the wall of air. Perhaps he had been knocked senseless by the impact.

He actually said something so brainless.

"All of you together? Sure!"

At those words, the smile on Lin Feng's face deepened.

He spread his hands and pressed one down toward the ground beneath his feet.

A Qimen formation centered on him suddenly unfolded, encompassing several nearby hills in only a few seconds.

The area it covered spanned one or two hundred square kilometers, nearly wrapping up all of Mian Mountain.

Eight Gates! Transportation!!!

An enormous spatial transfer spell unfolded along with Lin Feng's furious shout in his heart.

This was the result of a month of research after he had parted ways with Zhou Sheng. Not only could it expand the range of formations he could control—

it also brought his use of spatial techniques to an unimaginable level.

Both sides fighting in the surrounding dense forest sensed something strange in the air at the same time and warily broke apart, ceasing their attacks.

Just as both sides assumed the other had done something, a pitch-black hole with terrifying suction suddenly appeared beside every person.

Before anyone could react, they were sucked into the holes in an instant.

Around Lin Feng, beside the Ninja Head and Tang Jiaren, people from their respective sides began appearing one after another.

Lin Feng had forcibly dragged them all here with a grand spell, leaving them utterly unable to resist.