Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

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These words struck like a thunderbolt, echoing in the ears of every ninja. They had never imagined that their god-like ninja leader would issue such a humiliating and disgraceful order.

"Lord Ninja Leader! We can still fight!" several ninjas cried out, kneeling on the ground.

"Shut up! You idiot!" Ono Noriyoshi was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking like a demon. "If you don't leave now, even our seed will be extinguished here! Get out!"

Looking at the chaos before him, Lü Ren keenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to annihilate the enemy.

"Trying to escape? Dream on!" Lü Ren shouted at the crowd behind him, his eyes wide. "Everyone, stop them! Don't let a single one escape! This is the best chance to kill these beasts!"

Just as Lü Ren was about to lead his men to attack,

Ono Noriyoshi suddenly dropped the wooden crutch in his hand.

His already swaying body suddenly erupted with a suffocating burst of energy.

The "ripples" that were originally invisible to the naked eye have now become a kind of almost tangible, hazy wave due to the extreme concentration of Qi.

"Ripples—Chaos God!"

This is a forbidden technique from Mount Bihe. It costs the soul and the essence of the whole body to reverse perception into a destructive interference field. Anyone who comes into contact with the ripples will have their perception amplified hundreds of times, directly burning their brains.

"Young people of this land... stay here a little longer with this dying old man!"

Ono Noriyoshi laughed wildly as his body began to wither at a visible rate, but the gray ripples grew thicker and were about to explode. Lu Ren was horrified to discover that his Ruyi Energy was starting to lose control and was running rampant in his body.

Moreover, all senses are amplified, and a large amount of chaotic and noisy information is constantly flooding into the brain.

"Damn it! He's fighting desperately!"

Taking advantage of this moment, the ninja from Mount Hiei, witnessing this scene, all changed their expressions drastically, finally realizing what was happening, and frantically tried to rush into the depths of the forest.

In the midst of the chaos, as the ninja leader frantically burned his life force and the ninjas scattered and fled for their lives.

A thunderous roar erupted from the northern mountain pass.

"Escape? You beasts, not one of you will escape today!"

Before the sound had even faded, a dark figure had already pierced through the dense forest.

Lu Ren could feel a wave of heat coming from afar, and then, a tall, suffocating figure appeared in front of him.

That's... Jiang Zhen!

At this moment, Jiang Zhen's right fist was wrapped in a kind of almost solidified white light. The light was not only the special effect of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power being activated, but also seemed to be the white light that had been compressing something to the extreme, generating high temperature.

He ignored the scattered henchmen and fixed his hawk-like eyes on Ono Noriyoshi, who was casting a spell.

Once that thing on his body erupts, Lü Ren and the others will surely die.

"You old pig-dog, can your 'Lian' hear this?!"

Jiang Zhen landed firmly, his body arching backward like a full moon bow, and a dazzling white ball of light erupted from his right fist.

"Airquake - Shockwave Cannon!"

This is the purest, most violent punch!

The instant that punch was thrown, a white light appeared in everyone's eyes.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening sonic boom echoed through the valley.

The air was compressed to its limit by that punch, forming a visible white impact pillar. This force not only shattered Ono Noriyoshi's Chaotic Ripples, but also, in the blink of an eye, crossed a distance of a hundred meters and slammed heavily into the old man's chest.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

Lu Ren clearly saw that Ono Noriyoshi's face, which had been laughing wildly, froze instantly.

Then, faced with that shockwave powerful enough to shatter mountains, the old man's left side of his body, including his withered arm and shoulder, was instantly pulverized into a bloody mist, like an ice cube on a grinding wheel.

Without a doubt, there were no obstacles, and no possibility of survival.

The shockwave, still powerful, blasted a hole ten meters in diameter into a cliff behind it.

Ono Noriyoshi's remaining half of his body flew off helplessly and crashed heavily into the rocks with a dull thud.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

The ninjas, who were fleeing, turned around and saw their leader with half of his body blown off by a single punch.

It was a shock that completely shattered one's mental support.

Jiang Zhen slowly withdrew his fist, and the white aura of vibration gradually dissipated. He turned his head and looked at the extraordinary Chinese figures.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

"Leave the rest to our brothers in the canal gang."

Jiang Zhen pointed behind him, and there he saw the elite members of the Canal Gang he had brought riding quickly towards the valley amidst the billowing dust.

Jiang Zhen looked at the Hieiyama ninja who were stunned and staring blankly at Ono Noriyoshi's mutilated body, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Chapter 44 Embroidered Iron (4000)

There, ono Noriyoshi's mangled body hung like a tattered red cloth on the broken rock face. His eyes had completely lost their luster.

When the ninja from the Higanbana came to their senses and tried to continue carrying out Ono Noriyoshi's orders to escape, they found it was too late.

At the valley's exit, a crowd of people had gathered, relentlessly closing in.

The place originally intended to ambush the Chinese supernatural beings has instead become their doom.

Cao Gang's elite troops stood on horseback, forming an encirclement. Inside the encirclement were Jiang Zhen, the Shangqing Sect, the three temples of Putuo, Longhu Mountain, and the four families.

The disciples of the Lu, Wang, Gao, and Lü families all wore calm expressions, their eyes concealing a sharp yet restrained killing intent; the Taoist priests of the Shangqing School wore flowing robes, the talismans in their hands faintly glowing between their fingers; the monks of the three Putuo Temples lowered their eyes, their mouths seemingly chanting scriptures, yet their bodies exuded the majesty of guardian deities; the disciples of Longhu Mountain shone with golden light…

The ninjas took a look.

“Since there’s no way back, the leader has already surrendered…” Their eyes gradually shifted from fear to a near-morbid, twisted fanaticism. He revealed faces contorted with rage and rage.

"Then I will serve the head of the ninja clan with utmost loyalty!"

"Jade shattered!"

"Jade shattered! Jade shattered!"

These two words, like a highly toxic infectious disease, instantly ignited the madness of all the remaining ninja. Faced with certain death, these desperate fugitives, with nowhere else to go, unleashed a ferocity far exceeding their previous levels.

They stopped seeking cover and abandoned tactics; instead, like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, they frantically and suicidally pounced on those around them.

At the heart of this frenzy, there was one person who was more insane than anyone else.

"Monster...monster!!!"

Eita Nikaido's voice had changed; it was a scream that was hard to tell whether it was maniacal laughter or wailing.

His once neat uniform had been torn to shreds in the previous fierce battle. Dark red blood mixed with mud and weeds clung stickily to his face, outlining grotesque marks.

The demonic sword "Hiruma" in his hand was trembling violently. The black and red evil energy was so thick that it was almost liquefied. It not only covered the entire blade, but also spread upwards along Nikaido Eita's arm like a living parasite.

The evil energy seeped into his skin, traveled along his blood vessels, and climbed all the way up to his shoulders, turning half of his body into a strange purplish-black color.

"Kill you... just kill you! Let Hiruma drink your blood, copy your Qi, copy your abilities..."

Eita Nikaido's eyes were bloodshot, his pupils shrunk to the size of pinpoints. His body swayed violently on the ground, leaving behind blurry afterimages.

That was the "Afterimage Step"—an ability he had plundered through the demon sword Hirumaru after cruelly killing a Chinese superhuman. Now, he used it recklessly, leaving a trail of distorted afterimages on the snow.

"Everything will change! I will become the new god! I will be able to kill you all!"

Om-!

In an instant, several distinct types of Qi energy erupted from Eita Nikaido's body.

His left hand held a fire escape seal stolen from who-knows-where, while the tip of his right knife shimmered with escape light. His body was even covered with a layer of crumbling golden light spell taken from a disciple of Longhu Mountain...

This is simply a hideous and disgusting composite made up of the abilities of countless dead.

"Die!!!"

Eita Nikaido roared as he charged towards Jiang Zhen. He disregarded the strain on his body, forcefully channeling all the chaotic energy within him into Hirumaru. The demonic sword emitted a piercing shriek, its black and red aura instantly expanding to an immense length, even the air itself seemed to hiss as it was corroded by this evil energy.

In contrast, Jiang Zhen...

He didn't dodge, nor did he even assume any defensive stance. He simply stared calmly at Eita charging towards him, his gaze like that of someone looking at a wild beast struggling haphazardly before its death, or a pile of ashes about to burn out.

"Utterly disgusting!"

Jiang Zhen coldly uttered four words, his voice not loud, but clearly heard by everyone.

Eita Nikaido's sword has arrived.

The black and red blade energy, carrying the wails of countless wronged souls, aimed straight for Jiang Zhen's face.

Jiang Zhen simply extended his right hand, clenched his fist, and met the incomparably sharp demonic blade head-on.

"You're asking for it! Hirumaru will suck you dry—"

Before Eita Nikaido could finish his frantic shouts, his expression froze completely. His distorted face looked comical at that moment, a result of extreme horror.

When the black blade struck the thin, almost transparent white halo on Jiang Zhen's fist, there was no blood splattering as expected.

Instead, it was a crisp, cracking sound.

"Listen to this desperate, shattering sound." Jiang Zhen's voice echoed softly in Nikaido Eita's ears.

"Ding—Click!"

Eita Nikaido was horrified to discover that "Hiruma," which was said to be able to copy everything, cut through everything, and was indestructible, collapsed instantly when it collided with that layer of white light, just like a sandcastle hit by a tsunami.

The legendary sword Hirumaru, a treasure of Mount Hiei that had been passed down for hundreds of years and had killed countless people, shattered into countless glittering fragments in front of Jiang Zhen's fist!

"Impossible... my Hirumaru..."

Eita Nikaido's eyes bulged out, almost popping out of their sockets. He maintained his sword-wielding posture, but now only the hilt of the sword remained in his hand.

Then, the devastating tremor shattered the demon sword, and along the remaining hilt, like a roaring dragon, it drilled directly into Eita's arm and surged into his limbs and bones.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled cracking sounds emanated from Eita Nikaido's body. The sounds weren't loud, but they sent chills down one's spine.

Under everyone's gaze, Eita's skin showed no visible wounds, but his limbs were twisted at bizarre angles. In that instant, the terrifying shockwave shattered all the bones within his body.