Interrogation Crisis of Sand Sea Landing and Removal of Inter-Departmental Secondment Letter

The lingering resonance of spatial distortion had not yet dissipated, and a tearing agony surged from his limbs and bones straight to his brain.

Baishi staggered a step, his left knee going soft as he nearly collapsed to the ground.

He forcefully propped himself up with his right hand, the scorching sand instantly scalding his palm with a piercing pain. The teleportation of the Flying Thunder God Technique, compounded by the backlash of the leyline energy within his body, had nearly burned his meridians to ashes.

He gasped fiercely and raised his head.

Before him was an endless sea of sand, the scorching sun overhead resembling a giant fireball, and not a trace of moisture hung in the air.

Before he could even steady his stance, several sounds of the air being torn apart rang out from far to near.

Four ninja wearing standard Sunagakure flak jackets surrounded him in a semicircle, the kunai and short blades in their hands reflecting a frigid light in the sunlight.

The one leading them wore a wind-proof mask over his face, revealing only a pair of vigilant eyes.

This is the Land of Wind border military control zone.

His voice sounded muffled and devoid of emotion through the mask.

State your identity and the reason for your appearance here.

Baishi slowly straightened up, patting the sand off his hands in an unhurried manner. He could sense the flow of their chakra; they were not top-tier experts, but they coordinated tacitly and made up a standard border patrol squad.

Barging through by force was the absolute worst policy.

His current physical condition could not withstand a high-intensity battle.

"Don't be nervous." Baishi's voice was somewhat raspy, and he cleared his throat. "Special mission, the teleportation landing point was a bit off."

Hearing this, the