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Chapter 270 Shocking Change and Annihilation
There were battle plans, paper, and pens on the table, all made from what was available.

The man had never seen anything like it before. He had been trembling like a leaf and sweating profusely earlier, and now that Chen Zhan had approached him, he was even more uncontrollably shaking.
"me."

"Not drawing?" Chen Zhan unleashed his hidden power, the force flowing through his body and stimulating the most painful acupoints.

"Ah~"

Just as the man was about to shout, Chen Zhan grabbed his throat again, causing him to choke on his breath. Tears and snot streamed down his face, but he was unable to speak.

The stinging pain from several acupoints on his body terrified the man, who had never experienced such a terrifying sensation before.

Like a thousand ants gnawing at the heart, a constant force is drilling, crawling, and biting into the body!
"I write! I draw!"

I started writing.

Chen Zhan requested details about the interior of the Imperial Palace, the specific function of each palace, and who lived there.

It must be recorded clearly.

The atmosphere in the room was eerie, with only the soft rustling of writing and drawing; everyone else was too afraid to even breathe.

The brave ones have already risen up and been killed; those who remain are only concerned with their lives.

The scratching sound of the pen on the paper stopped abruptly. The middle-aged man pushed the completed map in front of Chen Zhan with trembling hands. His face was ashen, and his lips quivered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Even if Chen Zhan didn't kill him, he would hardly survive. But people always have a glimmer of hope, and they live for as long as they can.

Chen Zhan picked up the map and glanced at it. The layout of the imperial palace, the purpose of the palace, and the residents were clearly marked. Even the location of the hidden passages was marked with dotted lines—clearly, he was terrified and dared not hide anything.

"Thank you."

Chen Zhan spoke calmly, gathering his inner strength. Upon seeing this, some of the remaining seven or eight officers in the room collapsed to the ground with their legs giving way, while others tried to crawl under the table, but were nailed to their feet by Chen Zhan's icy gaze.

He had intended to finish off these militarists with a single blow to avoid soiling his hands, but just as he gripped the embroidered spring knife, ready to strike...
My ears suddenly twitched slightly.

The sound was extremely faint, like the slow meshing of precision gears, with a dull metallic groan, coming from a little distance below the building.

If it weren't for his exceptionally keen senses, he would have been completely unaware.

"broken!"

Chen Zhan's heart sank suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged up like a tide, making the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

This wasn't human killing intent, nor the sharp sting of a gun; it was an aura of destruction capable of crushing a person.
Before he could think, his body suddenly shifted, and his blood and qi surged instantly.

There were no windows inside, and the walls were all thick cement.

Chen Zhan suddenly lowered his left arm, pressing his palm against the wall beside him, unleashing his inner energy without reservation.

There was a loud "bang" sound!
The reinforced concrete wall collapsed like paper, and amidst the flying debris, he burst through the wall from the fourth floor like an arrow released from a bow!

Just as he leaped out of the building, a deafening roar came from behind him!

"Boom——!"

A massive shockwave, carrying raging flames, erupted from the collapsed wall, and the scorching air slammed into Chen Zhan's back like an invisible giant hand.

He felt an overwhelming force strike him, and his body was blown forward uncontrollably, flying dozens of feet away. Only by using the method of dissipating the force could he touch the ground with his feet and walk, taking seven false steps in a row before he could stabilize himself.

Upon landing, Chen Zhan let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

Although the massive explosion did not directly hit him, being very close to it, the shockwave and heat were unbearable for the human body.

Fortunately, all of his Qi and blood were released in advance.

Otherwise, if he had taken even half a step slower and fallen into the center of the explosion, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the heat wave of thousands of degrees and the tearing caused by the violent explosion.

No matter how high your kung fu skills are, your physical body can't withstand a large-scale bombardment.

The explosion was far more powerful than expected; if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been reduced to dust by now.

Chen Zhan was still pondering what had gone wrong. The shock on everyone's faces when he barged into the military meeting was genuine, indicating that they were not prepared in advance.

That meant something went wrong in the middle. He instantly recalled the situation of the people he had killed and locked onto Kenkawa Miji.

This chief of staff probably has some secret methods to communicate with the outside world.

The four-story building behind us was already teetering on the brink of collapse after being bombarded by massive artillery fire. Although the building was sturdy, it couldn't withstand the impact.

Those who were still alive before, absolutely none of them escaped.

This indicates that the Japanese have abandoned them. They likely knew that Kenkawa Yoshiji was dead, otherwise, as the second-highest-ranking officer in the military, how could they have directly bombed them?

However, the thought flashed through my mind in an instant, and I didn't have time to investigate it further.

Chen Zhan raised his hand to wipe away the bloodstains, looked up, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The gray building was engulfed in flames, thick smoke billowing into the sky, and the sound of it collapsing could be heard.

Meanwhile, on the surrounding open ground, a dense swarm of Japanese soldiers surged forward like a tide, their gun barrels all pointed in his direction, the dark muzzles gleaming coldly in the firelight.

Armored vehicles roared in from the distant streets, their tracks crushing the ground with deafening noise, while the sound of helicopter rotors echoed from the sky, and countless searchlights illuminated the area as if it were daytime.

The soldiers formed a three-layered encirclement: the outer layer consisted of ordinary soldiers with rifles, the middle layer of elite soldiers with machine guns, and the inner layer of military police with samurai swords and ninjas dressed in night clothes, including the remnants of the Hidden God Sect mentioned earlier.

This mobilization
It wouldn't take this many troops to encircle and annihilate a division.
"Chen Zhan, you can't escape!"

"Do you really think Mr. Yamamoto Saito would completely trust you?"

"But I really didn't expect you to be so bold as to infiltrate the military headquarters alone. If you hadn't killed Jianchuan, no one would have discovered you."

A voice came from the loudspeaker, filled with gritted teeth, expressing extreme hatred for Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan stood on the rooftop of a three-story building, his gaze sweeping across the area until he found the source of the sound, but he could only see the loudspeaker and not the person speaking.

Clearly, they've hidden themselves much deeper and learned their lesson long ago.

Chen Zhan has killed too many people. The Japanese have analyzed him repeatedly and continuously raised his danger level, which has now reached its maximum.

Three divisions surrounded and attacked, their numbers so great that they were impossible to see.

The troops were positioned further out, with heavy artillery, helicopters, and tanks blocking Chen Zhan's path not far away.

This was done with thorough preparation.

Chen Zhan roughly understood that Yamamoto Sai must have left a backup plan. If he didn't die, there might be a chance for reconciliation, and he was unwilling to fight Chen Zhan to the death.

But once he died, he had no more scruples.

Kenkawa Miji must have some kind of device on him that would allow outsiders to know about Chen Zhan's sneak in.

The roar from the loudspeaker was still echoing, but Chen Zhan didn't even lift his eyelids.

If Yamamoto Sai had a backup plan, he would have exaggerated his strength to the extreme. The current heavy siege and verbal provocation are merely attempts to disrupt his mind.

"Boom boom boom~"

They opened fire suddenly, without saying a word. The military didn't intend to capture Chen Zhan alive; they were merely trying to psychologically disrupt him.

The roar of heavy artillery shook the heavens and the earth!

The black shells, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, hurtled towards the rooftop of the third floor where Chen Zhan was located, the firelight illuminating his cold eyes.

Just as the shell was about to hit, Chen Zhan leaped down from the rooftop like a hawk, his pale red blood surging slightly, forcefully pushing aside the oncoming shockwave.

Instead of fleeing to open spaces, where artillery fire would be more effective, he charged straight towards the entrance of the military headquarters, braving the artillery fire and hail of bullets.

That was the most densely packed area of ​​the Japanese encirclement. Machine gunners were on high alert, and military police and ninjas were also on edge, waiting for him to walk right into their trap.

"He's going to break out! Hold the entrance!" the Japanese commander roared, and more troops converged on the entrance, their guns all aimed at Chen Zhan as he swooped down.

But Chen Zhan was too fast.

With his Bagua Mud-Treading Steps, he moved through the hail of bullets like a ghost. Bullets grazed his clothes and hit the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. Of course, some bullets did hit him, but they seemed to disappear into thin air.

Chen Zhan didn't even flinch.

The bullets seemed to hit the air, but Chen Zhan knew that whether it was a flying bullet or shrapnel, it would hit his body. It was just that he was too fast and had extremely strong body control, so it wouldn't affect his movements.

It took Chen Zhan several pauses to rush into the crowd, covering a distance of several hundred feet.

It was much safer once I entered the crowd.

The Tang-style horizontal sword and the Embroidered Spring Blade danced in his hands, their blades flashing like two streaks of blood-red lightning. Wherever they passed, screams of agony rose and fell. Just as a machine gunner was about to pull the trigger, the Embroidered Spring Blade slid down the gun barrel, cleaving the man and his weapon in two.

Two ninjas attacked from the side. Tang Hengdao slashed out, the blade carrying a strong aura of blood and energy, severing the heads of the two ninjas.

The military policeman at the forefront raised his knife to block, but the force of Chen Zhan's blade shattered his wrist, and then his throat was slashed open. Warm blood splattered on Chen Zhan's uniform, adding to the grim atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Japanese soldiers fell into pools of blood.

Chen Zhan's feet did not stop, and he swung his twin swords even faster. The wind from the swords howled, and his sword intent was divine. Occasionally, he could even hit bullets and deflect them.

He seemed determined to break through the military headquarters entrance, but in reality, he had already scanned the Japanese troop deployment with the corner of his eye.

All the elite troops were converging on the entrance, leaving a brief gap in the defenses of the Imperial Palace behind them.

"Stop him! We can't let him get away this time!"

Seeing Chen Zhan getting carried away with the killing, the commander became extremely anxious and dispatched two more detachments to reinforce the entrance. The encirclement tightened, almost trapping Chen Zhan in place.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you~"

Just then, Chen Zhan suddenly raised his head and let out a low shout, his blood and qi erupting completely!

The pale red mist instantly thickened to the thickness of blood, surging out of his body and condensing into a blood and qi barrier half a zhang thick around him.

When bullets hit it, it felt as if they were sinking into mud. The heat was intense, and the bullets almost melted. Once they reached the body, they lost all their power.

His aura suddenly surged, and the pressure of his blood and qi spread out like Mount Tai pressing down. The surrounding Japanese soldiers were forced to take a half step back by this pressure, and even breathing became difficult.

Chen Zhan's figure suddenly turned back.

He stomped his left foot hard on the ground, creating a deep crater, and his body flew backward like an arrow. His blood and qi barrier enveloped him, and he forcefully smashed through the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

With a backhand swing of his twin swords, he killed several more people, and using the momentum, he sped off towards the Imperial Palace behind the military headquarters.

His speed was extremely fast, his blood and qi were like the setting sun and fire, and each step covered dozens of feet.

The Japanese soldiers who had been surrounding the palace only saw a blur before the blood-red figure had already traversed hundreds of feet, broken through the weak outer defenses, and charged straight toward the brightly lit Imperial Palace.

"His target is the Imperial Palace! Return to defense immediately!"

The voice coming from the loudspeaker sounded slightly anxious. Deep underground in the military headquarters, there was a secret staff office with only three people inside, and reports were constantly being submitted from the outside.

The three were already the highest-ranking generals in the Army Ministry, including the deceased Kenkawa Yoshiji.

Listening to the report, I was shocked and amazed; Chen Zhan was simply inhuman.

Furthermore, I completely don't understand Chen Zhan's behavior.

If Chen Zhan breaks through, he might have a chance to survive. But if he rushes towards the Imperial Palace, won't he just sink deeper into trouble?

Moreover, even if they didn't already know about Chen Zhan, the Imperial Palace would have a response to such a commotion, at least it would be well hidden and wouldn't be discovered by Chen Zhan.

What is the purpose?
Does he simply not want to live anymore?

Chen Zhan charged forward quickly, and was naturally hit by various shells along the way. Bullets penetrated his defenses and hit his body, but he still managed to break through the encirclement.

Enter the Imperial Palace.

The residence of the Emperor, also known as the "Akasaka Palace".

The vermilion palace walls were stained with blood, and the copper bells under the Japanese-style eaves jingled chaotically amidst the sounds of battle.

The moment Chen Zhan stepped into the Akasaka Palace, he was met by two squads of guards dressed in black. They were all Tianhuang's personal guards, who practiced a killing technique that combined Yagyu Shinkage-ryu and Judo. Their swords gleamed coldly at their waists, and they held short guns in their hands.

"Take him down!" the leading guard captain roared, firing his pistol first, the bullet heading straight for Chen Zhan's forehead.

But Chen Zhan's thick aura suddenly shifted, slowing the bullet's speed. The bullet grazed his ear and embedded itself in the wooden pillar behind him, sending splinters flying.

Without pausing, Tang Hengdao slashed out, the blade carrying a surge of energy and blood, cleaving the captain and his gun in two. Blood splattered onto the pristine white paper sliding door, leaving a gruesome red mark.

Seeing this, the rest of the guards drew their swords and rushed forward, their blades flashing with cold light, their moves ruthless and aimed directly at vital points.

But in front of Chen Zhan, these so-called experts were nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs.

He moved with incredible agility, his Bagua Mud-Walking Steps allowing him to weave through the crowd like a ghost. With a backhand flick of his embroidered spring knife, he severed the necks of two guards.

Tang Heng thrust his sword straight through one man's heart, and then, using the force of the pullback, shattered the internal organs of the man next to him.

He had long ago thrown away that map of the Imperial Palace.

Plans can't keep up with changes, and now maps are useless.

At this moment, there is no need to discern the purpose of the palace or search for a target. Everyone living within this divine palace is an accomplice and a sinner.

He kicked the paper sliding door open, and the palace maids who were packing their valuables inside were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground. Chen Zhan's blade flashed, and he ended their lives.

The eunuch who ran down the corridor was about to shout when his throat was slit by a embroidered spring knife, and his body rolled down the steps.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Chen Zhan's eyes were filled with icy killing intent, and his blood and qi became increasingly thick, almost solidifying. Within a three-zhang radius around him, the air was tinged with a pale red.

The flow of Qi and blood has been activated.

Once the Qi and Blood Explosion state is activated, based on the current total amount of Qi and Blood, it can probably be maintained for more than ten minutes.

Chen Zhan had already planned his escape route: one more battle, and then it would be over.

He neither dodged nor flinched, letting stray bullets strike his blood barrier, his sole focus being the slaughter of guards, palace servants, and eunuchs.

In his view, this shrine was the spiritual pillar of Japan's aggression, and everyone here enjoyed the benefits brought by the invasion and was stained with the blood of their Chinese compatriots.

If we can't kill that person, this temple will be destroyed.

The Akasaka Palace has been transformed into a living hell.

Corpses were piled up beneath the vermilion palace walls, and blood flowed down the stone path, forming streams. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning. Some of the guards' guns accidentally discharged, igniting the wooden buildings.

ten minutes later.

Chen Zhan stood in front of the main hall of Tianhuang, blood dripping continuously from his twin swords. He looked up at the "sixteen-petaled eight-layered chrysanthemum pattern" totem on the ceiling.

By this time, the Japanese army had completely surrounded the shrine, with countless soldiers surrounding the palace and heavy artillery already in place, its muzzles aimed at the main hall.

The military minister's voice blared from the loudspeaker: "Chen Zhan! Are you crazy? You're a madman! What are you trying to do?"

Chen Zhan ignored him, raised his hand and pushed open the door of the main hall. The hall was empty; Tianhuang had already moved away.

But Chen Zhan not only killed people, he also set fires.
After killing two guards inside the hall, Chen Zhan smiled and set the silk ribbons on fire.

His injuries were out of control. Even with his strong self-healing talent, he could not continue under these circumstances. Moreover, the aftereffects of the blood rush came over him, and the terrifying fatigue made him want to fall asleep.

He did everything perfectly in Japan, and although the encirclement and suppression in the end was unexpected, it was not unacceptable; he still had a way out.

The words "[Transcendental]" were extremely conspicuous in his mind's eye.

He had no way of knowing the specifics of what would happen after crossing the boundary, but it couldn't be worse than the current situation.
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Deep underground within the military headquarters, the three members of the secret staff had grim faces.

One of them suddenly grabbed the phone and roared, "His Majesty has given the order! Bombard! Kill Chen Zhan at all costs! Don't worry about the Divine Palace!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The moment the order was given, the heavy artillery opened fire.

The pitch-black cannonballs, carrying an aura of destruction, hurtled towards Akasaka Palace, landing in every corner of the palace.

The wooden structure of the main hall collapsed instantly, the eaves broke, tiles flew everywhere, and the vermilion palace walls were blasted open by cannonballs, with debris flying everywhere. The fire that had been ignited earlier intensified and quickly spread throughout the entire temple.

Engulfed by the artillery fire, Chen Zhan's blood and qi barrier trembled continuously with the explosions, and the pale red mist gradually thinned out.

Despite his best efforts to resist, the power of the shell was simply too great. His blood and qi barrier was eventually blasted open, and shrapnel pierced through his body, drawing out warm blood.

His vital energy completely dissipated, and the two swords flew out of his hands, embedding themselves in the burning firewood.

Chen Zhan raised his head and looked at the Divine Palace amidst the raging flames. The explosions continued, and the flames were engulfing everything in the century-old Divine Palace.

The Akasaka Palace was gradually reduced to ruins amidst the gunfire, and Chen Zhan's figure was completely engulfed by the endless flames and explosions, disappearing into the thick smoke.

(End of this chapter)