After repeating the same process three times, Beichen Haotian's team stopped by a small waterfall in the mountains to rest.
After drinking some water and eating something, Beichen Haotian said, "At this rate, our efficiency is too low. Your strength ranks in the upper-middle tier even among Jonin, and you already have the ability to operate independently. We'll split up for the rest of the operation. You can act alone or form teams as you see fit. I don't care how you do it, as long as you achieve the objective. Do you have confidence?"
"Yes." The twenty Jonin from the Anbu and Root answered. Their voices were not loud, yet they carried endless chill. The ninja who had survived in the Anbu and Root had all been tempered through countless trials. None of them lacked experience, strength, methods, or confidence.
"Good. After a while, act according to your own wishes. We've probably already alerted Sunagakure's Anbu. Be more careful from here on out. If you encounter danger, fire a signal flare. I'll rush over immediately. Understood?" Beichen Haotian said expressionlessly.
Understood!
Good. Rest while you can. In fifteen minutes, act separately.
Fifteen minutes later, Beichen Haotian was the only Konoha ninja left resting beside the small waterfall. A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His figure flashed, and he vanished from the spot. His destination was unmistakably Sunagakure's central army camp.
In the rugged mountain forest, Beichen Haotian shot out from the bushes in an instant. Two long whips crackling with electricity suddenly appeared in his hands. Without warning, he swung them toward a boulder. The blue whips moved like serpents, and with two sharp cracks, struck behind the rock.
Two screams rang through the forest. Beichen Haotian pulled to both sides, dragging out two Chunin