Shadowkhan: General Shendu

As he looked at the familiar ninja outfits, a long-buried memory exploded from the depths of his mind.

Ghost Shadow Legion!

He cried out involuntarily.

He hadn't expected to see the Ghost Shadow Legion from the anime Jackie Chan Adventures from his previous life!

Those ninjas who had only appeared on screen were now alive and well in his dream!

The next moment...

A figure emerged from among the countless ninjas.

It was a tall figure.

It wore dark Japanese General Armor and a majestic helmet, beneath which glowed a pair of Crimson Eyes, emitting a faint light.

Its face was shrouded in shadow, revealing only its eyes, which were cold and fanatical.

A Warrior Blade hung at its waist, its scabbard wrapped with a Purple Rope Knot.

It stepped out from the world, walking step by step towards Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi recognized it.

It was Nija, the general of the Ninja Legion among the Nine Shadowkhan Legions!

In Jackie Chan Adventures, both Shendu and Valmont, and even Jade, had commanded this legion.

And Nija was the leader of this legion.

Nija walked up to Wang Zhi and knelt on one knee, placing one hand on the ground and lowering its head.

"Nija greets My King!"

Its voice was deep and hoarse, with a metallic grinding texture.

Wang Zhi was stunned.

Before he could ask, Nija's body began to fade, transforming into a mask.

The mask was Deep Red, with a ferocious face, Dark Hollows where the eyes should be, and the Helmet Shape of a general on its head.

The entire mask exuded a strange and powerful aura.

The mask turned into a Flowing Light and shot into Wang Zhi's body with lightning speed.

BOOM--!

Real World.

Wang Zhi, who was still sleeping in bed at this moment, suddenly trembled.

Ten Blank Mask Martial Souls automatically appeared, floating around his body, emitting a faint glow.

And one of them began to change.

On the originally blank surface, patterns began to appear.

First the outline, then the facial features, then the helmet shape.

Threads of patterns spread across the mask as if alive, outlining a ferocious face.

Soon, that mask transformed into the likeness of Shendu.

Exactly like General Shendu in the dream.

Wang Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

He looked down at himself, at the masks floating around him. Ten masks, one had changed, and the remaining nine were still blank.

At this moment, he found that his connection with the world in the dream, that is, with the Black Shadow Kingdom, had become much deeper.

That connection felt innate, as if their souls were linked.

He had a thought.

The next moment, the shadow beneath him began to ripple.

Black figures emerged from the shadows, dressed in Black Ninja Suits and wearing masks.

They emerged from all corners of the room...

From under the bed, from the corners of the walls, from the shadows of tables and chairs, they all appeared.

They knelt neatly on the ground, paying homage to Wang Zhi.

Dense, countless.

Early morning.

"Xiao Zhi, wake up."

"We're going to the Spirit Transmitter Tower."

Wang Heng's voice sounded from outside the door, with a hint of urgency and a hint of anticipation.

Wang Zhi opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He glanced out the window. The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the morning light streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

He hadn't slept all night.

Ever since establishing a connection with the Black Shadow Kingdom, he had been in a state of mental excitement the entire night.

He continuously tried to summon those Shadow Soldiers and then send them back, testing them repeatedly, never tiring of it.

And after a night of testing.

He had also summarized the following points.

First.

The number and strength of the Shadow Soldiers he could summon were limited by his Spiritual Power, not his Soul Power.

This point was very important.

Soul Power could be cultivated slowly, but Spiritual Power...

He was only nine years old now, and his Spiritual Power was still in its developmental stage, so he couldn't mobilize much.

With his current Spiritual Power, he could only summon five Shadow Soldiers whose strength reached the Soul Master realm.

Five.

But don't underestimate these five.

These Shadow Soldiers were skilled in various Hidden Weapons, Darts, Kunai, and Shuriken, with proficient techniques and astonishing accuracy.

Coupled with their ability to move by turning into shadows, they were traceless and immune to physical damage.

Ordinary swords and sabers would pass through them as if they were cutting through air.

He suspected that even some Two-Ring Soul Grand Masters, or even Three Rings Soul Elders, might not be able to defeat these five Shadow Soldiers.

After all, who would expect their opponent to emerge from their own shadow?

Second.

He had also gained an ability because of this--

Body into Shadow.

This ability was unrelated to any Soul Skill; it was purely a passive ability he obtained after connecting with the Black Shadow Kingdom.

He could merge his body into shadows at any time, freely traversing between shadows and being immune to all physical damage.

For Wang Zhi, this was a decent life-saving ability.

Because, as a Summoning Style Soul Master, his main body was inherently fragile and easily targeted for focused attacks.

If the enemy bypassed his summons and attacked him directly, he would be in danger.

But now that he could Body into Shadow and be immune to all physical damage, this greatly mitigated that weakness.

He spent the entire night studying these abilities, only managing to pull his mind away at dawn.

At this moment, hearing his father's call, he stood up, tidied his clothes, and pushed the door open.

Outside, Wang Heng was standing there. Seeing his son emerge, he was about to speak when he noticed the expression on his son's face.

His face was dazed, his eyes somewhat unfocused, clearly not in good spirits.

Wang Heng immediately said with concern.

"Xiao Zhi, what's wrong?"

"Are you okay?"

Wang Zhi shook his head.

"Dad, I'm fine."

"It's just that I went to the Spirit Transmitter Tower to buy a Spirit today, and I got a bit too excited. I didn't sleep well last night."

He casually came up with an excuse.

Hearing this, Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

"Ah, it's a small matter."

"Your dad has money. Pick any Hundred Year Spirit you like."

He waved his hand grandly, his tone heroic.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi also chuckled lightly.

Besides being a Five Ring Soul King, his father was also a Mecha Manufacturer and Designer, quite well-known in the industry.

To put it without exaggeration, their family's financial situation could be considered well-off within the entire Sun Moon Federation.

Therefore, they naturally didn't lack the one million Federal Currency for a Hundred Year Spirit.

"Mm."

"Dad, let's go," Wang Zhi said.

"Alright!"

Wang Heng was overjoyed to see his son back to normal. He reached out and patted his son's shoulder, and the father and son left the house together.

Hailu City, Spirit Transmitter Tower.

As one of the largest Spirit Transmitter Towers in the East Sea Region, the Hailu City Spirit Transmitter Tower was located in the central area of the city, a towering structure that reached into the clouds.

The tower body was covered with complex Soul Guide Array patterns, which shimmered in the sunlight.