Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

"Who goes there!?"

The eerie voice overhead startled Han. He had clearly checked carefully after landing; there were only stones around him, and King Mu hadn't warned him of anyone approaching. So who was the owner of this voice?

"Don't panic, Han."

Hearing King Mu's calm and confident reassurance in his mind, Han felt a sense of relief. It seemed that the enemy wasn't so formidable after all. However, what the other party said next almost made him lose his composure.
"Hands up and squat down, so you won't get a beating for nothing."

"what?"

After fulfilling its duty to remind them, the Five-Tails simply lay down in a corner of the Tailed Beast Card Space and activated its "Do Not Disturb" mode, ignoring Han's calls.
"Damn it, you actually cut off my connection with Lao Mu! Who are you, you bastard?"

But in Han's eyes, King Mu's sudden silence was definitely caused by the intruders above using some underhanded means.
"The knights these days are so rude."

In the void, Uchiha Gin, transformed into a black and white snake-skinned monster, sighed and shook his head. He slowly stepped out of the deep, black hole-like portal, looking down at the powerless, raging Han.

"Didn't Flying Potato teach you how to greet your seniors?"

"You are."

The moment Han saw the unfamiliar knight, alarm bells went off in his head. The newcomer's appearance and aura suggested he was no ordinary person, and judging from his tone of voice, he seemed to be an old acquaintance of Lord Tsuchikage.

Under the oppressive aura of Uchiha Gin, Han's mind raced, and memories of the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
"The first generation of Imperial Cavalry?"

In just a few breaths, he remembered the mysterious knight that Onoki had mentioned when he and Komurasaki were giving them guidance—the legendary figure who had personally created the Tailed Beast Riders. No wonder Lao Mu was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.
"Greetings, senior!"

"Oh?"

Seeing Han suddenly stand at attention, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow with interest. Contrary to his rugged appearance, the new Five-Tails Rider was surprisingly rational, unlike some arrogant newcomers who tried to elbow their seniors right away.
"What a pity."

Feeling utterly bored, Uchiha Gin lowered his hand. He had hoped to use this opportunity to warm up, but now it seemed his expectations had been dashed.
"May I ask for your guidance, senior?"

Although he didn't surrender as requested, Han's humble attitude still gave Uchiha Gin a lot of face.
What's your relationship with that guy down there?

Gin Uchiha's scrutinizing gaze swept over Han's knightly armor, which was adorned with tailed beast designs, and then pointed below at Yan Miyagi, who was manipulating a blood dragon.

"He's just a black market outlaw; I don't know him."

Sensing something amiss, Han quickly distanced himself from Miyajo En, stating that the man was just a day laborer with no connection to him.
"So, he's working for your Iwagakure village?"

"Well, it's just outsourcing some dirty and tiring work that's not exactly doing anything for Iwagakure."

Han never revealed much inside information, only repeatedly emphasizing that their Iwagakure village and Miyajo En had a temporary employer-employee relationship and no deep connection between them.
"Is that so? Aren't you going down to help him?"

Looking at Miyajou En, who was unilaterally dominating Ryu, Uchiha Gin asked in a mocking tone,

"Senior, please don't misunderstand. Just now, I decided to sever our cooperative relationship with him on behalf of Iwagakure."

Han wasn't lying. In his view, Miyajo En was a partner with no integrity whatsoever. He had promised to return to his hometown to recruit soldiers, but instead, he came here with the equipment sent by Iwagakure to steal secret techniques and treasures.
Moreover, judging from his arrogant attitude after gaining power, this guy is definitely not someone who will remain subservient for long. Who knows, he might betray his old employer, Iwagakure, one day.
Even if Uchiha Gin hadn't appeared, he would have wanted to take action to eliminate this potential threat.

"I see."

"Senior, I suddenly remembered that there's soup simmering on the stove at home, so I'll take my leave now."

Han wasn't stupid; he could clearly sense that Uchiha Gin's attitude towards Miyagi Homura was quite subtle. To avoid getting caught in the crossfire, he quickly made an excuse to slip away.
"Wait, don't rush off."

As soon as he took a step, he felt himself bound tightly to the spot by a terrifying, nameless force, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move an inch.
"I wonder if you have any further guidance, senior?"

With a chill running down his spine, the man forced himself to ask, already prepared to be brutally beaten by Uchiha Gin.

"Please pass on a message to Little Potato."

Uchiha Gin had no other intentions; he simply wanted to deliver a pre-battle notice to Onoki.

"I will certainly convey your message!"

"I will temporarily waive the previous violation of the Knight Code, but if it is committed again, I will revoke the knighthood of Iwagakure."

Gently patting Han's slightly trembling shoulder, Uchiha Gin added in a calm tone,
"I can't interfere in battles between knights, but if the power of a knight is used to harm innocent civilians..."

He simply raised one hand, and a deep black hole appeared out of thin air in his palm. The terrifying annihilation power emanating from it sent chills down Han's spine.
"And that's how it ends."

Uchiha Gin casually tossed the miniature black hole into the distant pass of Hell Valley. The rock walls on both sides of the narrow pass began to collapse at a visible speed, and huge boulders were swallowed up by the black hole before they even hit the ground.

However, what's even more astonishing is that all of this happened silently; no one in Hell Valley noticed that their front door had been smashed open.
"Oh, this."

If Han hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such terrifying power existed in the world. Compared to the power of this move, the Tsuchikage's Dust Release, which was said to annihilate everything, seemed like a joke.

"I will certainly convey this truthfully."

Han suddenly felt a lightness in his body. Having regained his freedom, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He scrambled and rolled, transforming into a white lightning bolt and disappearing into the night.

"Done, now it's just him left."

After watching Han leave in a disheveled state, Uchiha Gin clapped his hands in satisfaction. The driver at his waist automatically transformed into a stream of light and returned to his scarlet kaleidoscope.
The enhancement item containing Saehime's devouring power transformed into a small white snake that landed on his shoulder, nuzzling Uchiha Gin's cheek with its little head in a spoiled manner.
"You stinky snake, you seem to be overdoing it lately."

Just then, a small, dark hand reached out from behind and precisely pinched the white snake's vital spot. Wang Liang stared expressionlessly at the struggling snake in his hand, his tone icy cold.

Looking helplessly at the dark-skinned older woman struggling with the clone of Zhen Ji, Uchiha Gin could probably guess the reason for her anger.
“You’ve been a bit ungrateful lately.”

As expected, despite using her power to transform, she chose to use Su Shen Zhen Ji's devouring power at the crucial moment of showing off. How could Wang Jie, who had suddenly become a clown, not be angry?
"Sister Wang, I just found a cook who's really good at making braised pork. I'll treat you to a big meal tonight."

"Humph~"

Having received the promise of compensation, Wang Liang reluctantly released the small white snake, which had now turned into a circle-eyed creature, and with a soft snort, turned and disappeared into the Shadow Realm.

"Waaaaah~"

The little white snake, having recovered, looked at Uchiha Gin with a pitiful expression, its little tail drooping, looking utterly adorable.

"You're involved too."

"hiss!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Standing atop the towering dragon head, Miyajo En watched with a triumphant expression as Takashi was battered and mangled by countless pillars of blood. He had finally overcome the once insurmountable mountain through his own strength.
"Long, aren't you supposed to be so powerful? Didn't you say you were going to protect these useless people? Why aren't you moving at all now?"

The entire hot spring hotel had been ravaged by the Blood Dragon, and the safe house at the back was no exception. The Blood Pool tribesmen, hiding inside, huddled together, trembling as they stared at the hideous dragon head before them.
"No, don't hurt them."

Even though his body was covered in wounds, Ryu's mind remained clear. Even after Miyajo En finished yelling, he was still struggling to stand up.
"Get down on your knees!"

Unfortunately, a pillar of blood fell from the sky and knocked him to the ground again. Blood mixed with dark red internal organs gushed from his mouth. "Elder!"

The Blood Pool clan members, witnessing this scene, all looked ashen-faced and instinctively turned their heads away, unable to bear watching Long's miserable state any longer.

"Hahaha!"

Miyajo En could only describe his feelings at this moment as exhilarating. Once these unnecessary obstacles were eliminated, he and Xiaomeng could live happily ever after.

Turning his head to look at the dazed-looking Xiaomeng on his shoulder, a smug smile crept onto his lips.

How about we consummate our marriage tonight?

Dude, you're probably out of chickens to give now, right?

"Hey, where did my cigarettes go?"

In high spirits, Miyajo En wanted to enjoy a cigarette, but after searching his entire body, he couldn't find the cigarette case. He figured he must have lost it during the battle.
"Oh~ it's Hua Zi again."

Just as he was feeling disappointed, he suddenly noticed that Xiao Meng's bulging back pocket was shaped like a cigarette pack. He pulled it out and discovered it was a brand that was hard to find these days.
At the same time, after the cigarettes were taken from her back pocket, a look of struggle suddenly appeared in the eyes of the little girl perched on Miyajo En's shoulder.
"Crack!"

Unaware of this anomaly, Miyajo En took out a lighter. As the flame ignited, wisps of white smoke rose and drifted onto Xiaomeng's dazed face.
"Whoo~"

After taking a deep drag, Miyajo En put the remaining cigarettes into his pocket with a look of pure enjoyment.

"Well"

As he was enjoying the intense sensation of tobacco smoking through his lungs, he suddenly felt a strange movement on his shoulder. Puzzled, he turned to look and saw that Xiao Meng, whom he had controlled with illusion magic, had her black pupils visibly turning a crimson even more vibrant than his own blood dragon eyes.
"I"

"Xiao Meng?"

Miyajo En frowned. Despite his arrogance, he didn't immediately use the Blood Dragon Eye to reinforce the illusion, but instead quietly observed Xiaomeng's strange changes.

"My Hua Zi!"

"what?"

Hearing this shout through gritted teeth, Yuya Chengyan blinked in bewilderment. Could it be that Xiaomeng broke his illusion because of a box of cigarettes?
"It's just a cigarette. Follow me and you can smoke as many as you want."

But even if it's cracked, so what? Xiaomeng has already exhausted all her weapons in the previous chase. Is she going to kick herself with her chubby little legs?

Hehe! Slurp~
"It's a box!"

At this moment, the old smoker Xiaomeng completely broke through the shackles of the illusion with her tenacious will. Under the puzzled gaze of Yuya Chengyan, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a golden brick.
"Dare to take my cigarette? Then you'll get a brick from me!"

In the blink of an eye, she used all her strength to slam the heavy gold brick hard into Miyajo En's face.

"Crack!"

With a soft crack of bones breaking, blood mixed with teeth and snot flew everywhere as Miyajo En flew backward. Taking advantage of the moment, Komoe broke free from his grasp and landed steadily beside the still-breathing Takashi.
"Elder, are you alright?"

She nudged the muddy-looking Long, and Xiao Meng's bloodshot eyes filled with tears.
"Run! Run!"

Long, whose limbs had been broken from torture, clung to his last breath and urged in a low voice.

"Escape? None of you will escape!"

Miyajo En's furious voice rang out again. He was seen clutching his nose, which was bleeding profusely, and the cruelty in his eyes was clearly visible.
"Blood Dragon, tear them to shreds!"

His first targets were the unarmed members of the Hell Valley Resort tribe; as for Xiaomeng and Long, he planned to torment them last.

"do not want!"

As the ferocious dragon's maw was about to devour her people who usually doted on her, Xiao Meng's eyes instantly flashed with an unusual crimson light. Her pink hair moved without wind, and the blood tears that flowed down her face were as bewitching as the lines on her skin.
"how is this possible?"

Miyajo En stared in disbelief at the dragon head hovering above his clansmen's heads; this blood dragon had actually escaped his control.

"Has it awakened?"

Uchiha Gin, suspended in mid-air, slowly withdrew the lightning plasma from his palm. A hint of amusement appeared in his eyes as he looked at Xiaomeng. He had thought that Ryu would be the one to unleash his full power, but he never expected that it would be this little brat Xiaomeng in the end.

"So what if you've awakened? When it comes to enlightenment, how can you, a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse, compare to us, a wild weed that grows unchecked!"

After a brief moment of shock, Miyajo En quickly regained his composure. So what if they had awakened the Blood Dragon Eye Secret Technique just like him? His eye technique was honed amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Swallow her!"

With that thought, he waved his hand, and the blood dragons beneath his feet lunged at Xiao Meng.

"Xiao Meng, run!"

"Delicate flowers? Wild grass?"

Ignoring Long's anxious urging from behind, Xiao Meng raised her hands, a disdainful smile playing on her lips.

"I'm sorry, from the very beginning, we were worlds apart."

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, several large cracks suddenly appeared in the ground beneath Xiao Meng's feet, and crimson underground spring water gushed forth. A crimson dragon head rapidly solidified behind her, its size far exceeding even a third of the combined size of all the blood dragons controlled by Yuwu Chengyan.

"Swallow them."

"Roar!"

With her command, the enormous, exaggerated dragon head roared, and the tiny blood dragon of Yuya Castle Flame was swallowed whole without any chance to resist, falling completely silent.

"Is this the power of the clan leader's lineage?"

Miyajo En landed in a disheveled state, his expression grim and uncertain. He hadn't anticipated this turn of events. A direct confrontation was clearly out of the question now; he knew best just how strong the Blood Dragon was. Fortunately, he still had a backup plan.

"Lord Han, please lend a helping hand!"

Yuuya Shirohime pulled out a signal flare and launched it into the sky, his eyes filled with resentment, while Xiaomeng, not far away, showed a wary expression.

"."

However, as time ticked by, and the signal flares in the sky went out, the reinforcements he had imagined never arrived. His burning passion gradually cooled, and a crazy idea arose within him.

"Damn it! Since that's the case, no one will leave Hell Valley alive tonight! Explode!" (End of Chapter)