One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

The young sentry suddenly felt his eyelids weigh a ton.

The brain's commands were cut off, and the hand gripping the gun limply loosened.

Before the two could even utter a cry of surprise, their heads lolled to the side and they slid limply down the sandbag.

The two of them died silently.

Zhang Tianyi emerged from behind the sandbag.

He never wore that tattered Taoist robe again.

Instead, he just grabbed a black short-sleeved shirt that he'd somehow managed to rip off some unlucky guy.

He completely suppressed the arrogant and thunderous aura that had originally emanated from his body.

He looked like an ordinary villager who went hunting in the mountains under the cover of night.

This villager is just a bit too handsome.

"Go to sleep, you can have anything in your dreams."

Zhang Tianyi bent down to pick up the half-smoked cigarette that had fallen to the ground and casually stubbed it out on the sandbag.

He raised his hand and glanced at his left arm.

There.

The dried herbal paste that Feng Baobao had applied to his skin was still stuck tightly to his skin.

The medicine is very effective.

The excruciating pain has subsided considerably.

Although forcibly reversing the lightning spell damaged his foundation, he could no longer summon thunderclouds to cleanse the land as recklessly as before.

But how do we deal with the outposts on the perimeter?

His physical skills and precise acupoint control alone are more than enough for him.

"If you can't use electricity, then I'll play stealth with you guys."

Zhang Tianyi stretched, his joints making a slight cracking sound.

He peeked out from the edge of the bunker, looking down at the enormous sinkhole below.

From his vantage point, he could clearly see the blood-red torii gate at the bottom of the sinkhole, illuminated by searchlights, and the massive bronze dragon-suppressing nail suspended in mid-air.

"Nine pythons devour the heart, summoning evil spirits and deities?"

Zhang Tianyi stroked his chin, his smile mocking:

"These little devils, they always only learn the basics of things. They've turned a perfectly good, auspicious place into a mess."

"If those old men who practice feng shui see this, they'll probably rush over and start cursing me tonight."

He didn't rush down the main road.

Having already figured out the pattern of the outer perimeter's defenses by following the trail, he now understands the layout of the defenses.

The Japanese did indeed deploy a considerable number of troops here.

Moreover, the alternation of visible and hidden sentries leaves virtually no blind spots.

If it were a normal infiltration, it would inevitably trigger an alarm.

But who is Zhang Tianyi?

In his eyes, conventions are meant to be broken.

His gaze swept across the steep cliff face of the sinkhole.

The terrain there is so steep that it's almost vertical.

It was covered in slippery moss, making it a blind spot for defense.

It's impossible for a normal person to go down from there.

"Let's take this route."

Zhang Tianyi lightly tapped the sandbag with his toes.

His figure was like a night owl gliding in the night wind, leaping directly from above the bunker.

It landed silently on the steep rock face.

He did not use his true qi to absorb the rocks.

Using only the amazing strength of their fingertips and toes, they managed to get a foothold in those tiny bumps and gaps.

Every jump was precise to the millimeter.

It was as light and airy as a falling leaf.

Under the cover of the dim sunset.

Zhang Tianyi slid down the rock face at high speed.

At this moment, the central camp is located at the bottom of the sinkhole.

Several Onmyoji were surrounding the torii gate, conducting a final check of the formation.

Abe Masaya stood by, fanning himself with a folding fan, and supervised.

"Young Master Zhengye, the sentries on the outskirts have not yet sent back a signal that everything is safe."

Kato Tori walked over quickly, her expression somewhat grave:

"The people we sent to investigate haven't responded either. Could it be that Taoist priest who uses lightning magic..."

"What's the panic?"

Abe Masaya folded his fan and looked up at the towering rock walls around him.

“There is only one downward walkway in this sinkhole, which is heavily guarded. If he had dared to force his way through, there would have been gunfire by now.”

"Even if he really has extraordinary abilities and manages to get down here."

Abe pointed to the enormous dragon-suppressing nail above his head, his tone brimming with absolute confidence:

"This grand formation is now fully formed, and the energy here has been completely locked down. Any Taoist techniques here will be suppressed to the point that they can only unleash 30% of their power."

"If he dares to come, we'll just capture him and use his blood to consecrate the flag."

The moment Abe Masaya finished speaking.

"Clap."

A piece of rock the size of a fist suddenly broke off from the high rock face and rolled down the steep slope.

It landed right at the feet of an Onmyoji who was drawing a talisman.

The group of people subconsciously looked up.

Using the afterglow of the searchlight.

All that could be seen was the almost vertical cliff face on the other side of the sinkhole.

A figure wearing a black short jacket is hanging with one hand on a protruding rock.

The man looked down at the small piece of weathered rock that he had accidentally broken off in his hand.

He then glanced at the crowd below, all staring at him.

There was a slight awkwardness in the air at that moment.

"Damn, the quality of this broken stone is terrible."

Zhang Tianyi, suspended in mid-air, casually tossed away the piece of gravel in his hand.

He looked down at the astonished Abe Masaya and the others, and casually raised his other hand, waving it:

Good evening, everyone.

"have you eaten?"

Chapter 438 The time for the Demon Lord has come, the ritual begins!

Halfway up the cliff, the night wind swirled past.

The air fell into a deathly silence after that untimely "Have you eaten?"

below.

Hundreds of fully armed soldiers, along with the onmyoji who were on high alert, all craned their necks.

I stared blankly at the figure hanging on the cliff.

This scene is absolutely hilarious.

So much so that several people forgot to even raise their guns.

"cough……"

The first to break the silence was Masaya Abe.

He covered half his face with a folding fan and chuckled softly.

"The legendary ruthless Master Tian Shu is actually such a humorous person. His method of infiltration is indeed unique."

Zhang Tianyi was hanging in mid-air.

He looked down at the dense array of gun barrels below.

He sighed helplessly and rubbed his temples with his free hand.

"I told you I'm not suited to playing this kind of stealth game of hide-and-seek."

He did not show any panic about being surrounded.

"never mind."

Zhang Tianyi spun around in mid-air.

Face down.

Let your body begin to fall freely.