I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

This sight caused Feng Molan to suddenly open her eyes wide, the sorrow in her eyes turning into deep disbelief.

He also understood what the other party meant by "three minutes".

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the boy in his field of vision had already turned and left, revealing Fuma Sasame, who had been waiting for a long time not far away.

Clearly, that person doesn't need any gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Ara."

The Wind Demon Dragonfly did not immediately approach its clansmen, but instead landed beside the boy, expressing its gratitude with a respectful and devout expression.

She was grateful that the former was able to give her people a final moment of dignity.

"Let's move on. The same goes for the two of them. They don't have much time left."

Huang responded calmly.

"Yes."

The Wind Demon Dragonfly didn't mince words. As a certain desire in its heart became clearer, it then approached its two companions.

Lord Ara said that the Fuma clan will become the external ninja clan of Narita Country.

She wanted to tell them this message so that the two clansmen who also wanted to witness the family's revival could rest in peace.

At the same time, a shuriken phantom silently disappeared from the back of Yu Zhi's right hand.

Contract with the Wind Fox.

[What kind of assassin in Heian-kyo lives by the wind?]

I've only survived this long because I harbor a fear of death!

This is my true self.

Chapter 454 The future is promising

'Boom!'

The area was shaking violently; it was Fuma Ran and the others who had detonated Orochimaru's stronghold, and the entire underground cave was rapidly collapsing.

In the end, they chose to stay here forever.

It wasn't just because Orochimaru had given them a reason to live and was the faith they had forged, but also because they were too ashamed to go back and face their former comrades.

Please have the acting clan leader bring back the news of his death directly, so that he can finally put an end to any lingering thoughts.

"Lord Ara, I apologize for keeping you waiting."

"Arashi asked me to convey his gratitude, and Hakiri and Tsuchigumo also asked me to apologize and ask for your forgiveness."

The Wind Demon Dragonfly respectfully approached the person behind her, her heart surging with countless emotions, making it impossible for her to maintain her former calm and indifference.

Ripples spread across those deep blue eyes.

"Ah."

Huang merely hummed in response, a strange emotion rising within him.

The Fuma clan was the first ninja from another village he encountered during his first mission, and they developed a friendship that began as a fight.

One of his lineages waited for him for seven years because of a promise that he didn't know if it could be fulfilled.

However, this reunion unfolded in such a scene of changed circumstances that it was somewhat poignant.

"Lord Ara, where do we go next?"

After calming herself down a bit, she continued to volunteer.

However, there was a slight tremor in his voice, because a near-substantial guess had suddenly come to mind.

That is, the adults in front of them will lead them to a brand new stage, thus freeing them from their current state of being bandits and outlaws.

Hearing the sound, Huang turned to the side.

Without speaking immediately, his calm gaze fell on Fuma Tonbo, Fuma Hanzaki, and Fuma Sasame, whose eyes were covered in soot.

These are some of the few remaining ninjas of the Fuma clan.

Some clansmen still live in that town called Fumakoji, but almost none of them can be called ninjas.

It is worth noting that this clan once made a name for itself in the ninja world, and even created the ninja tool Fuma Shuriken, which was commonly used by many ninjas.

But having fallen to this state, one can only sigh at the unpredictability of life.

"Go to Daimyo Prefecture in the Land of Fields."

As he blurted out his answer, Huang's gaze passed over the Wind Demons standing to his left and right, landing on the dark stronghold that had already crumbled into ruins.

A surging will resounded in his chest.

He needs even greater power.

Otherwise, Feng Molan's situation will be his future fate.

On the back of his hand, the illusory image of a steamed bun quietly disappeared;

On his chest, the ferocious mark resembling karmic fire deepened even further.

"Yes, Lord Ara!!"

The Wind Demon Dragonfly immediately responded with a loud voice, its once calm and deep blue eyes now bursting with a destructive light.

She seemed to see a promising future.

.........

.........

"Boom."

The dull thud echoed through the vast palace.

The magnificent gates were violently blasted open on both sides by the wind demon Hanzaki.

In a land where the entire Land of Fields is impoverished, and former ninja clans have either left or become outlaws, how can they possibly be in a good mood when the daimyo they protect and serve still maintains such a luxurious lifestyle with ornate carvings and painted pavilions?

Of course, the most important thing today is that the lord behind Yu has been waiting outside the palace for a while, but the daimyo of the land of fields who has taken over the palace still shows no intention of summoning him.

Therefore, after noticing the growing impatience on the man's face, he swept aside the soldiers in front of him with both arms and blasted open the palace gate.

Whose patience is being tested?

Who is this supposed to intimidate?

Do you really think that just because you have a famous name, you don't know how to write the word 'death'?

The reason he didn't use the horse-slaying sword was because before entering the main city of the Land of Fields, the person behind him had clearly stated that they should not strain relations at the first opportunity.

That's why he obediently handed over his battle blade to the soldiers guarding his sides for safekeeping.

Now it seems that our parents were too kind!

"What? What?"

"Has His Highness summoned you in?"

Seated in the main seat of the palace, the middle-aged man in magnificent robes covered his ears with both hands, his voice filled with anger, clearly disturbed by the dull thud.

At the same time, extreme dissatisfaction immediately filled his face.

These wicked ninjas are getting bolder and bolder. I really don't know how Orochimaru disciplines them!

"Or is it that your Wind Demon clan wants to rebel alone, to defy the world and commit treason?!"

He lowered his hands and continued to berate them.

They relied on the inherent concept of the supremacy of royal power, and ninjas were nothing more than mercenaries under the rule of the monarchy.

"Guards, get them out of here!"

"If anyone resists, kill them without mercy."

With a wave of his arm, he showed no intention of letting the newcomer speak, directly cutting off all subsequent actions.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of armor clashing rang out, as dozens of guards stationed inside the palace approached.

To this, Fuuma Hanzaki did not reply, nor did he show any sign of panic. He simply and calmly bent down and drew a short blade from his leg wrappings.

Those soldiers who relied on their lord for food, drink, and pleasure had long lost their former discipline and competence. Even when they searched people, they only confiscated weapons that were clearly visible.

"Lord Huang, do you want to live or die?"

As he spoke, he drew his short blade and lightly tossed the relatively light ninja tool, and immediately a blue flame wave clung to it.

Although the blue flames were very shallow and seemed to extinguish with the wind, they were still a manifestation of chakra energy, not an ability that an ordinary genin who was inexperienced in the ways of the world could master.

It was a power that those soldiers from small countries who had not undergone chakra training could not wield.

The daimyo of the Land of Fields, seated in the main seat, naturally heard such a casual question and saw the manifested sharpness of chakra.

Over the years, although he entrusted the entire country to Orochimaru for development, it doesn't mean he knew nothing or had no experience.

Especially when the other party blurted out a name that wasn't his partner, but some guy whose name he'd never heard of, an unnatural look appeared on his face.

"What are you all standing there for? Get rid of these rebellious officials!"

Even though they knew the visitors were hostile, they could not suppress Wang Wei.

He immediately urged and ordered the soldiers beside him to take action.

At the same time, Fuuma Hanzaki also received an order from his master:

"random."

The fate of such a reckless and unpopular daimyo was of no concern to Huang.

This world has never lacked obedient puppets.

His gaze was fixed on a corner of the palace. With his overwhelming senses, the only source of energy within the palace was the guy hiding in the northeast corner.

Clearly, the other party should be a Sound Village ninja left behind by Orochimaru.

It wasn't just about protecting the nominal monarch of the country; the more important, albeit hidden, reason was likely to keep an eye on this powerful figure who held no real power.

"Yes, Lord Ara."