Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

A wisp of shimmering white flame gathered at Jiang Mo's fingertips. In the instant of his questioning, he locked onto Fujimiya Moriya's location and launched himself away with lightning speed.

"call out!"

A blurry figure rushed over, braving the flames, letting out a mournful howl as its flesh withered and burned to ashes.

This cruel and bizarre scene terrified the rest of the ninja.

"How could this be? Zuo Yuan's body burned away like cotton wool..."

"That bastard, I killed him!!"

Compared to his subordinates who lost their composure, Fujimiya Moriharu showed no pity even when his carefully nurtured disciple died before his eyes.

In his view, if a tool cannot be used effectively, it should be discarded.

"Your Excellency, impressive skills..."

Fujimiya Moriharu, over seventy years old, had a sinister glint in his aged eyes and a chilling smile on his lips, as if he were excited about encountering a powerful opponent.

"Only four people dared to ambush and kill us. They've got guts!"

"I will crush your blood and bones and begin the chapter of conquering this rich land."

"You can't go anywhere, so just bury you here."

Jiang Mo's words were concise and to the point, effectively sealing the other party's fate.

"Arrogant? You think you're worthy?"

Fujimiya Morihiro smiled with pleasure, his withered right hand grasping a blue crystal ball. Within it, blurry figures, intertwined with hatred and resentment, swarmed out in the next instant, densely packed and overwhelming.

"An evil spirit?!"

Chengzhen frowned slightly. This thing, which resembled a spirit and was filled with a dark and evil aura, had no physical form, rendering firearms and hand-to-hand combat ineffective.

You should even be careful to avoid it, as being touched by it may bring disaster.

Shuiyun and Lu Jin didn't know much about evil spirits, but they vaguely felt that those twisted black shadows were very troublesome.

"You really think it was you who stopped us?"

"I was also waiting for you prey to take the bait, and now you're surrounded by us."

Fujimiya Mori was confident of victory. Decades ago, he had visited the mainland and learned about some famous and orthodox sects, among which Longhu Mountain and Sanyi Sect were particularly well-known and attracted his special attention.

He wouldn't mind giving way to Longhu Mountain, which was proficient in the Five Thunder Orthodox Method and specialized in defeating evil spirits and demons, but he had no fear of the Sanyi Sect, which cultivated Qi to enhance the strength of the physical body.

Looking at the serious expressions on the faces of those young men, like the struggle before being caught in a fishing net, Fujimiya Moriharu couldn't help but laugh:

"It seems you've misunderstood something, so let me explain."

"You are the prey!"

Before he could finish speaking, an elite ninja guard formed hand seals and pressed them hard onto the ground. Starting from him, spiderweb-like black Qi patterns instantly spread out, covering the location where Jiang Mo and the other three were.

"Ninja Technique: Rock Prisoner!"

With a rousing shout, the beach trembled, and a thick earthen wall rose from the ground, sealing off all paths of survival in all directions.

Inside the square prison, the remaining twenty-odd ninjas and Fujimiya Morihachi entered battle mode. The blue crystal sphere suddenly emitted a burst of energy, and the number of floating evil ghosts surged again, approaching two hundred.

"Your Sanyi Sect has neither the incantations to purify evil spirits nor the lightning control techniques of Longhu Mountain..."

"That's it for now."

Fujimiya, confident of victory, perhaps wanting to toy with the fish on the chopping board, suddenly smiled:

“These spirits will tear you to pieces, and you will feel every bit of pain deep in your soul until your wailing stops.”

However, Chengzhen, Shuiyun, and Lu Jin ignored it as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world. They may not know thunder magic, but that doesn't mean Jiang Mo doesn't.

Even surrounded by enemies, Jiang Moran still stepped forward, pulling his disciple behind him, his expression calm: "You think I don't know thunder magic?"

"You can?"

Fujimiya Moriharu's suspicions resurfaced, and his nerves tightened for no apparent reason. His intuition told him that this youngest guy in front of him, or even the other three combined, was more troublesome.

"Sizzle!!!"

A sharp rumble of thunder suddenly rang out, and the lightning swirling around Jiang Mo was so dense and numerous that it resembled a torrent of water, flowing freely without any sign of stopping.

"you!!"

Fujimiya Moriji's face darkened; he had never expected that this bastard would also know lightning magic.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared down, obliterating vast swathes of evil spirits. Jiang Mo stood calmly and composed amidst the surging lightning.

"I'll take you on your way."

"call out--!"

A blur of motion vanished from the spot, and the aura of death was close at hand. Fujimiya Moriharu was terrified, his limbs stiffened, and he was about to call out.

"boom!"

Jiang Mo struck his thin, bony chest with a palm strike, the force penetrating his skin, shattering his bones, and causing his internal organs to explode into blood and foam.

Fujimiya Moriji's eyes rolled back, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and his consciousness was almost overwhelmed by the pain. He crashed into the beach behind him like a cannonball, his whole body bent at a ninety-degree angle.

"Pfft!"

At the same moment, a ninja activated a technique engraved on his neck. Blood gushed from his seven orifices, his body exploded violently, and his internal organs were pulverized into rotten flesh by a terrifying force.

Jiang Mo raised an eyebrow, his gaze locking onto the leader of the ninja group. After being struck by his palm, the leader seemed to have transferred the damage, and stood up unsteadily.

"grown ups!!"

The weaker ninjas exclaimed in surprise, completely unable to react to what was happening, their visual nerves unable to capture the opponent's movement trajectory.

"Do it."

Jiang Mo gave a soft shout, and the disciples behind him engaged in a fierce battle with the ninjas. He gave Fujimiya Moriya no chance to catch his breath and pursued him.

"Die!" A violent surge of energy overflowed from the aged body, and Fujimiya Moriya's aura, which had fallen to its lowest point, instantly returned to its peak.

He formed a hand seal with his left hand and chanted incantations at an extremely fast speed. The cyan crystal ball in his right hand erupted with an unimaginable repulsive force, spreading out like ripples on a lake, splitting the beach into pieces.

"boom!"

Jiang Mo's blood and qi surged. With the amplification from the reverse growth, he chose to meet the surging repulsive force head-on. His right fist was as fast as a flash of light, and its power was like a dragon, shattering the air and brutally tearing apart the invisible force field.

"call out--!"

With his speed giving him an absolute advantage, Jiang Mo created a transparent vortex on his left hand, distorting the very space around him.

Heaven—unfolds!

Unlike Nathan Guard, Jiang Mo's killing move was made possible by extreme speed. In those minuscule units of time, Fujimiya Moriji couldn't even dodge.

He only saw a blur of a shadow tear through the repulsive field and arrive in an instant. Just as he was about to activate the Life Substitution Technique, the scene before him had already changed drastically.

The beach and ocean disappeared, replaced by a cold, dazzling starry sky. He appeared on a stone staircase that stretched across the void, with countless similar staircases covering the entire space.

"Is it an illusion?"

Fujimiya Moriji's face turned ashen. He hurriedly checked his body and used a kunai to pierce his palm, only to find that he could clearly feel the pain. Even worse thoughts began to surface in his mind.

Even a seasoned master of ninjutsu, who had fought countless battles, felt a chill run down his spine. He realized that this was not an illusion, but an unknown space resembling a prison.

When Fujimiya Moriji scanned the surrounding void, he discovered a blue portal standing hundreds of meters above his head, with a familiar figure guarding it, which appeared to be the exit.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

He immediately gathered his Qi at the soles of his feet, greatly increasing his speed, and swept across the long stone steps, heading towards Jiang Mo's location.

"Buzz!"

When he was less than a hundred meters away, the unknown law was triggered. Fujimiya Moriji suddenly came to his senses, his face extremely ugly. This time, he was more than a thousand meters away from the gate.

"what is going on...."

Fujimiya Moriharu was extremely anxious and unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he continued to try, using ninjutsu to leap over the stone steps.

"Buzz!"

Upon reaching 500 meters, the law was triggered again, and Fujimiya Moriji's figure was teleported 5,000 meters away, completely immersed in the endless starry sky, where he could not even see the portal.

The surrounding stone steps were all identical, making it impossible to discern directions.

Panic surged like a tidal wave, and at that moment, Fujimiya Moriji's mind was struck by lightning, leaving him completely bewildered.

Chapter 104 Kill them all

The passage of time loses its meaning here. The vast starry sky is silent, with only the repetitive stone steps covering the horizon. No matter how Fujimiya Moriji changes his position, the stone steps remain like a persistent ailment, impossible to shake off.

Looking down at the starry sky beneath his feet, its dappled brilliance seemed like an exit to the real world, making him, already in a state of turmoil, desperately grasp at that sliver of hope for survival.

"Wow!"

Fujimiya Moriji held the blue crystal ball in his hand, muttered something to himself, and a dark brown shield appeared around his body. He then leaped directly into the boundless starry sky.

"boom!"

The moment the rule was triggered, he was teleported back to the stone steps, and this happened several times in a row.

Gradually, Fujimiya Moriharu could no longer suppress the panic in his heart. He forced himself to calm down, used ninjutsu to release flames, and condensed them into special shapes wherever he passed to maintain recognizability and serve as coordinates.

At the same time, he deliberately slowed down his breathing rhythm to almost coincide with the second countdown, so that as long as his thoughts were not interrupted, he could record the changes in time.

"Ninpo·Ren..."

His withered fingers continued to form hand seals, and an invisible network of Qi swept outwards like ripples, searching for the traces left behind.

Several hours passed in the blink of an eye. Fujimiya Moriharu's patience and stamina were not what they used to be, and the starry sky was marked with countless coordinates of flames.

When the familiar stone steps reappeared in the distance, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He strained his eyes to gaze at the tiny blue light, the size of a grain of rice, which was the exit to heaven.

The figure guarding the gate disappeared, and Fujimiya Moriya's ninja technique, Ryougi, was unable to detect Jiang Mo's Qi movement nearby. Now was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

But he was caught in a dilemma, not daring to be presumptuous, and his graying temples and eyebrows furrowed tightly as a result:

"Earth escape?"

"Instantaneous movement?"

"Teleport?"

However, with over a thousand meters of stone steps separating them, it was impossible to leap over them by any means.

The effective range of the teleportation technique is within fifty meters. It achieves a similar effect by moving at a high frequency, making it suitable for assassination, but it cannot be used at long distances.

As for earth escape and teleportation, they are more difficult to operate and consume more Qi. Compared with those invisible and intangible laws, they are inferior and have no chance of winning.

"call...."

Relying on his keen intuition, Fujimiya Moriji avoided the impulse of his brain. This time, he did not choose to try, but instead sat down to meditate and regain his clarity.

This secret realm is indeed mysterious, but he believes that any technique constructed from Qi will eventually have a source of consumption and cannot be inexhaustible. Rather than panicking and struggling, it is better to wait and see.

"Maintaining this technique takes a lot of energy. I'd like to see how long you can keep me trapped."

With this in mind, Fujimiya Morihiro closed his eyes and meditated, clearing his mind of all distractions and no longer caring where he was.

Time is like melting asphalt; every second feels incredibly long and agonizing.

12 hours...

36 hours....

72 hours....

168 hours...

At first, Fujimiya Moriji was able to overcome the anxiety and unease from the bottom of his heart, but as the number of breaths, which was counted in units of 6 seconds, increased to 100,000, the situation became more difficult.

Anger is like a wildfire, unstoppable, destroying the brain's rationality and causing psychological defenses to collapse.

For the past week, the Heavenly Realm has been deathly silent, with no one except Fujimiya Moriharu. He was sealed here while the two sides were fighting, which was undoubtedly the worst possible situation.

Without his subordinates, how could he possibly win against those four?!

A hoarse roar echoed through the heavens, and the enraged ghost, its body surging with energy, went berserk.

He attacked recklessly, and the howling wind blades cleaved large sections of the stone steps into dust, which continuously fell into the void.