I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

This is roughly what hell on earth is like.

........

Birds circled in the sky.

It's not that they don't want to fly away, but because this area has been completely sealed off, and nothing can escape from that deep purple barrier at will!

"Captain, what should we do?"

Hearing the piercing screams echoing throughout the city and sensing the gradually fading familiar aura, even the usually calm and collected elites of the Root felt a sense of panic.

The message couldn't get out.

The number of companions is gradually decreasing.

The breath of death is approaching.

This suddenly sealed-off capital city is like a huge cemetery, burying all the invaders who intended to disturb its peace!

"Secret Technique: Mist Concealment Technique"

"It's those damned Hidden Mist ninjas!"

The man called the captain stared intently at the fog that had just been dispelled but quickly filled in again like a persistent ailment, and growled through gritted teeth.

In such a fog, even ninjas skilled in sensory perception would find themselves unable to find their target, let alone other combat members.

The information is wrong!

The ninjas of Kirigakure did not reject the alliance and continue their seclusion to recuperate as the letter stated. Instead, they joined forces with the behind-the-scenes figures of this country, intending to wipe them out in one fell swoop!

With one side gaining and the other losing, this infiltration was entirely a rebalancing act for the three eastern kingdoms, a trap set to ensure that Kirigakure could continue to solidify its position among the five great ninja villages.

Such a betrayal enraged [Feather], the commander of this infiltration operation.

It's a huge joke that Root, a team skilled in infiltration and intelligence gathering, couldn't even spot the subtle movements of the Hidden Mist Village ninjas.

No wonder the defenses of the Land of Hot Water are so weak!

This was all to lure them into the capital and trap them like turtles in a jar!

"team leader!"

The anxious calls rang in Lingyu's ears again, because they could sense that several unfamiliar and powerful auras were heading straight and brazenly toward the location where their team was hiding.

"Use Wind Release to dispel the fog and engage in direct combat."

Having snapped out of her speculation, [Feather] immediately issued the order.

Simply running away won't help.

Not only was dawn approaching, but the Hidden Mist Technique of Kirigakure left them with nowhere to hide.

Only by engaging in a direct confrontation can we see a glimmer of hope and send the message out!

"Yes, Captain."

The Root ninjas, upon receiving the order, did not hesitate at all; in a sense, they were a group of machines that only knew how to execute orders.

But at this moment,

The fog that had enveloped the entire city dissipated quickly before it could.

Is he exhausted?

A joyful thought arose in [Lingyu]'s mind: if that's the case, then there's still a chance the message can be sent out!

But when he eagerly looked up at the sky, the deep purple color was already reflected in his eyes.

The defensive barrier that had suddenly risen still stood there.

Ultimately, no other team members were able to find and defeat the barrier master.

At the same time, a sense of unease surged within him.

If the ninjutsu was not used due to exhaustion, then it means:

[They're the last team left in the entire region!]

As this cold thought settled, the mist completely dissipated, revealing five figures wielding different weapons in his field of vision. Their powerful auras pressed down on his nerves from all directions at that moment.

[That is! ]

The Hidden Mist Ninja Swordsmen!!

【I apologize, Lord Danzo, I am incompetent.】

.........

breaking Dawn,

The sunlight gradually illuminated the earth.

However, the rising sun failed to bring any warmth or vitality to this region.

The white-haired youth stood alone on the shattered ground, surrounded by endless, chilling white bones, upon which hung rows of cold corpses clad in heavy armor.

"No, no."

"No, don't kill me!"

"It's Konoha, it's Konoha stirring things up."

"They promised that after Admiral Mifune's death, they would put me in charge and teach me how to build a stronger ninja army."

"It was Konoha! It was Konoha who ordered this!"

The surviving man hissed and growled, his pupils filled with blood and terror.

but,

Such words had no effect whatsoever, and the chilling white bones slashed down with abandon.

Only when the last trace of life faded did the indifferent white-haired youth slowly speak:

"Chino said, annihilate them all."

Chapter 383 Once Again!

Ancient trees fell, and temples crumbled.

Under the combined onslaught of the two demons, not an inch of the towering Tears Mountain remained intact, nor did any flower or plant escape the nourishment from the demon's blood.

Perhaps thanks to this, some intelligent little spirits will be born here a hundred years from now.

The battle lasted all night.

During the battle, the deafening roar and energy fluctuations could be clearly felt even ten miles away!

The residents living nearby were all awakened from their sleep and knelt down to pray towards the mountains shrouded in thick fog, begging the Mountain God to calm his anger and promising to bring offerings to worship him first thing in the morning.

This world is also a world where humans and demons coexist, and it belongs to the Warring States period, an earlier era in which demons held a dominant position.

Most strange occurrences are attributed by people with limited knowledge to divine wrath!

of course,

Onmyoji also exist in this world, but even in Kyoto, where the Onmyoji families are prosperous, they are dominated by a great yokai named Hagoromo Gitsune. As a result, yokai roam freely without any restraint.

As the first rays of the rising sun pierced the sky, the battle at Leiyan Mountain came to a brief respite.

'Clang—, clang—'

Little Black dragged his enormous black scythe step by step through the gaps between the giant trees to the summit. A sinister ghostly aura swirled around him, and his frenzied, murderous ravings never ceased.

"Kill, kill, kill... Hehehehe."

What could be faintly heard were individual words composed of the word "kill".

Behind the giant scythe that made a clanging sound, there was a thick trail of blood winding upwards from the darkness, like an alternative scar on the earth, terrifying and chilling!

Above the trees, a sharp edge was slowly concealed.

It was the Guhuoniao gently retracting her umbrella sword.

In the end, he listened to the Onmyoji's advice and did not help the little guys who were still fighting hard on the mountainside, letting them hone themselves in the face of life and death.

The intense heat swept across the area.

Phoenix Fire ascended amidst ashes, and all living beings that attempted to approach her were reduced to ashes.

........

As time went on, more and more powerful demons from the martial arts faction ascended to the mountain peak. The swarming retinue of the Ox-Demons, like locusts, ultimately failed to stop these foreign demons from following their leader.

However, after reaching the summit, they consciously stopped outside the circle and watched the duel between their Onmyoji and the Lord of this domain.

This includes Little Black, whose killing intent is insatiable.

This stop was not only out of respect for their master, but also for another very important reason, namely the aloof and elegant monster standing gracefully in their sight.

This monstrous girl from the northern lands is like an invisible, ancient snow mountain, warning all beings who wish to approach not to get too close, or they will bear the consequences.

Looking back at the trajectory of its actions...

The entire mountain path and stone steps were still covered with unmelted ice and snow, and countless ferocious monsters were forever frozen in the moment they attempted to launch an attack.

Even the Black Child, shrouded in murderous intent, couldn't help but regain a sliver of clarity when he touched this aura that seemed capable of freezing everything.

If one had to find a similarity between her and the other powerful demons who had ascended the field, it would be that her cool gaze also fell upon the human boy in the arena.

She vividly remembers that day on the snowfield, on Mount Shirakawa, when this special human boy was so stubborn when faced with difficulties.

However, no matter what, the opponent was a powerful demon who had been honed in swordsmanship for hundreds of years. Choosing to challenge him alone without relying on the strength of fellow demons seemed a bit too hasty.

but,

Since this is his wish.

Then I'll just stay here quietly.

The great demon from the snowfield slowly released its powerful aura, blocking any possible disturbances or attacks.

"As expected of the former swordsmanship genius, Umewakamaru."

Huang, panting heavily, commented.