Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 545: The powerful enemy hidden at the end
Under the command of He Songling's plan to wipe out the entire family, no ninja could escape pursuit and death, and even the ruthless desire to die together with the Tang Sect disciples who came to search for them was a luxury.

In the end, apart from the corpses of ninjas lying on the ground, no one from the Tang Clan died, only a few unlucky guys were injured.

It can be said to be the best result.

"Well done!" Even though He Songling had always been a killer, Tang Bingwen still patted him on the shoulder excitedly and said, "Now all these ninjas are dead, and we haven't lost any. Xiao He, you did a great job!"

"It's hard to say. There are many ninjas who are good at speed. If they run out of my perception range, it will be difficult for me to find them. Just now, I sensed that there were nearly ten ninjas trying to run away. I killed the ones I could catch, and I had to let go of the others who were too late."

He Songling shook his head and said, "Time is running out. Our army just raided a county town and killed a high-ranking Japanese officer. The news hasn't been delivered yet. Soon, the Japanese troops outside will be furious. We have to run quickly."

"You're right, we really need to hurry." Tang Bingwen had never faced the Japanese army head-on, but based on the battle of Mianshan and the fate of his disciples and his senior brother Tang Houren, he knew the horror of an organized hot weapons army.

Let alone others, a fellow like He Songling who was always dissatisfied and resentful, was almost killed by the Japanese? It took half a year to recover. Tang Bingwen's old bones could not stand the torment.

"go!"

He Songling used the magic painting to open the boundary gate and took the Tang Sect disciples back into the painting world, leaving only him and Tang Bingwen outside. They each carried a part of the painting paper containing the Tang Sect disciples and prepared to run away.

"what is this?"

He Songling was preparing to merge into the world and escape with a relaxed look on his face, but he suddenly felt something uneasy, as if a huge threat was aimed at him.

"Captain, please go in first."

Without saying anything, He Songling opened the gate and pushed Tang Bingwen in. At this point, the only thing that could threaten him, except for hot weapons and the power of nature, was pure alien cultivation.

The only possibility is that Zhang Zhiwei, who is over a hundred years old, blew up the Heavenly Master Degree himself, brought the backup plan left by Zhang Daoling, and died together with himself with the strength of an immortal goalkeeper.

But at this point in time, is there anything that could threaten me?
"What... shouldn't be..."

He Songling stood in mid-air, his perception heightened to the extreme, even the Qi cloud condensed from the clouds and mist that formed the Taiqing Palace on Laoshan Mountain under his feet in order to conceal his presence was retracted.

In this state, the world was completely silent, and he seemed to be able to sense all the movements around him: the sound of the snow slowly pressing down on the branches, the footsteps and panting of animals that occasionally braved the cold to find food, the sound of the river flowing, and the direction of the air blown by the wind.

He Songling even noticed the movements of the two Biheshan ninjas who he had just let go without noticing. Even their crouching postures as they fled appeared clearly in He Songling's mind.

But even so, he couldn't feel that there was anything that could pose a threat to him, watching him.

"Is that it? It should be..."

He Songling just felt that his trip was too smooth, as if he had forgotten something, but since nothing of consequence had happened, he gradually let down his guard. It was only now that he remembered why he had resolutely stopped Lu Huizhong from coming to the Northeast.

In addition to worrying about her safety in the battle with Bihe Ren, more importantly, she was afraid of the headache at the end of the sky-high hole, which almost tortured Lu Huizhong to madness. She didn't know where it came from, where it ended, what it was, and she couldn't find the right remedy. She was completely in the dark. The king of assassins of the Tang Clan and the head of the local Chu Ma family couldn't figure it out.

"Colorless and invisible, with powerful strength. No wonder neither the sect leader nor Liao Huzi noticed it." He Songling thought about it and since there was no one around, he simply started to practice his skills. With a "whoosh", his whole body turned into Qi. His Nascent Soul attracted the innate spirit and entered the fourth level of reverse life composed of the innate Qi in his whole body.

"Uh……"

Just when he was exerting his energy to its peak, He Songling felt his head suddenly "buzz" and his face was filled with pain, almost making him fall from the sky.

It wasn't that someone attacked him, but that his body was almost disintegrated by the bombardment, and the unfinished "Time House" caused his soul to be in turmoil while he was lying on the hospital bed with hallucinations.

"No, it shouldn't be."

After this, He Songling no longer pretended to be flying in the sky. He landed on the ground and sat down on it, feeling the connection between the Qi in his meridians and his soul.

What he said shouldn't be done was because before he came to the Northeast, he had already used all his strength to circulate Qi more than once, transforming his body into Qi, pushing the fourth level of reverse life to the peak, and was even about to take the path to the "fifth level" and shaking his soul.

After all, he was here for a life-and-death battle, and the Northeast and the Korean Peninsula were the base camps of the Japanese army, heavily guarded and extremely dangerous, not to mention that he brought his newlywed wife with him.

Naturally, you have to do thorough preparations. Even if some problems cannot be solved on the spot, at least see to what extent you can do it. Don't let unexpected events happen and you use all your strength to knock yourself down before the enemy can hit you.

At that time, He Songling's body was very stable, all his injuries had recovered, the pathway connecting his Nascent Soul to his innate spirit was also unobstructed, the circulation of his innate Qi was very stable, and everything that was normal was no longer normal.

If the war hadn't been imminent, He Songling would have used the half-finished "Time House" he had made in Mianshan to see what was going on.

But now, the riot was even more serious than when he was recovering in the hospital bed and had hallucinations.

"Who the hell are you? Come out and see me!"

No reply.

There is a saying in the Beijing-Tianjin area, "A bachelor cannot fight against power", which means that no matter how capable you are, you cannot defeat an established official organization if you are alone.

Now He Songling has truly realized this.

Although he was extremely powerful, and among all the extraordinary people who practiced cultivation, he was the best who looked down upon all the others and had no rivals. But in the long history, he was just a seeker who had not yet become an immortal. As long as he had not become an immortal, he would not be on the same level in front of the "immortals" and the nature of heaven and earth.

He was alone, with nothing on him, and there was no way to deal with things he couldn't call out. If Zhang Jingqing or even Zhang Zhiwei were here, they could just use the Heavenly Master's Order and the Zhengyi Palm Sword Seal to call out the unknown ghost and communicate with him.

(End of this chapter)