Three days passed in a flash.
Yechen led the team, traveling light and marching for over ten hours each day. Today, they finally left the Land of Rain and entered the Land of Fire.
Along the way, Yechen left a Space Mark every few dozen miles to make future journeys easier.
To his surprise, nothing happened along the way. They encountered no trouble at all.
Yet he had a feeling that this was merely the calm before the storm.
Still, whatever lay ahead, he eagerly awaited the dangers in store for him and wanted to see what other tricks Danzo had up his sleeve.
Glancing at the sky, Yechen gave an order.
"Pass the word down. Make camp here. We'll rest here today."
"Yes, Captain Yechen!"
A squad leader immediately acknowledged the order and went to arrange the camp.
Before long, the four divisions behind them arrived one after another.
Ninja rarely lit fires to cook while on the march. When hungry, they ate a Soldier Pill to fill their stomachs and replenish their energy, then settled down to rest.
Night patrols were essential, but Yechen did not need to concern himself with those. The division commanders would make the arrangements.
He found a large tree, leaped onto it, then sat cross-legged and began training.
The night passed quietly, without incident.
After a quick wash, everyone continued onward in the same formation as before.
According to the plan, they would spend five days crossing a portion of the Land of Fire, with the southeastern coast as their final destination.
They had originally assumed that the Land of Fire would be the safest part of their journey.
Yet after just one day, Yechen noticed something unusual.
"Stop..."
Walking at the front, Yechen suddenly sensed something and raised his right arm, signaling