Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

A series of sharp blade piercing sounds rang out.

The Shadow Assassin pierced through all the vital points of the three ninjas who lunged at him, including their throats, hearts, and pupils...

They were impaled like hedgehogs in mid-air, their bright red blood flowing down the thorns into the shadows.

As the Shadow Assassin dissipated, it fell to the ground with a thud like three broken dolls, and then fell silent.

Having dealt with the smaller foes, Night Slayer's attention returned to the bound monk.

He slowly raised one hand and made a grasping motion in the air towards the struggling monk.

The shadowy chains wrapped around the monk's arms and the bronze bell suddenly tightened!

Clack—Pfft!

The chilling sounds of bones cracking and flesh tearing rang out simultaneously.

The monk's arm was brutally severed.

The ancient bronze bell also deformed and cracked amidst a tooth-grinding, twisting sound.

The monk could only let out a short, desperate groan as blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

As the shadowy chains dissipated, the monk's twisted corpse collapsed limply to the ground.

Night Slayer's cold eyes swept across the scene, confirming that there were no survivors.

Its figure disappeared back into the shadows, as if it had never existed.

On the other side of the battlefield, the situation encountered by Horror and Night Slayer was somewhat different.

Amakusa Unsai is the Japanese ninja who uses vengeful flames.

Unlike the monk who protected the ninja, his ability was only enough to protect himself.

Therefore, after five or six waves of arrows, almost none of his ninjas survived.

But precisely because of this, he has become unpredictable.

Furthermore, on this day, Kusaka Yunzai even followed the trajectory of the arrow rain all the way to the area where the Shadow Spiders were most concentrated.

The eerie, ghost-like yellow flames could easily melt away the Shadow Spider's exoskeleton.

This resulted in widespread impairment of the Shadow Spiders' mobility, making it even more difficult for them to pose an effective threat to Amakusa Unsai.

Furthermore, the puppet soldier bees have even less chance of getting close to Amakusa Unsai.

Chapter 147 Between Reality and Illusion

Amakusa Unsai's vengeful flames were indeed formidable; the yellowish-brown flames could melt gold and corrode iron in the blink of an eye, and the hard shell of the Shadow Spider was easily melted in front of it.

However, Amakusa Unsai's fierce offensive could not be converted into an advantage for breaking through.

Whenever he tried to move out of the encirclement, the puppets surrounding him would swarm him without regard for casualties.

They blocked his path with their bodies, even deliberately crashing into the flames, willing to be burned to stop his advance.

Although the flames of the vengeful spirits were ferocious, they could not instantly incinerate the seemingly endless horde of puppets.

After several attempts, Amakusa Unsai was forced to retreat to his original position, and his internal energy was greatly depleted.

What annoyed Amakusa Unsai even more was that after discovering that the arrow rain could not directly penetrate the flame defense, the attack pattern of these puppets changed.

Instead of firing dense but inefficient volleys, they surrounded him in layers, like seasoned hunters.

The puppets maintained a certain distance, constantly pressuring Amakusa Unsai, but were in no hurry to attack.

This strategy of surrounding without attacking precisely demonstrates that the opponent is confident of victory and has another trump card yet to be played.

Amakusa Unsai knew that if he didn't fight to the death while his Qi was still abundant, he would be in a real predicament once the unknown enemy appeared.

"Damn it! The intelligence report didn't mention anything about the Wuhou Sect having so many powerful mechanical puppets!"

Amakusa Unsai was filled with doubt and unease, his gaze constantly sweeping over the shadow spiders surging like a black tide and the swarm of puppet soldier bees hovering low in the air.

Just as he was concentrating on finding a weak point in the encirclement, the puppets' offensive intensified without warning. The sound of arrows piercing the air and the bee swarms flapping their wings suddenly became several times more intense.

However, Amakusa Unsai was horrified to discover that his vision and perception were becoming strangely blurred.

The shadow spiders that pounced on the attackers became unpredictable and their movements became erratic.

The directions from which the crossbow bolts came seemed to overlap, creating countless double images;

Even the path of the swooping soldier bees became distorted, making it impossible to accurately capture with the naked eye.

"Illusion? Interference with perception?"

Amakusa Unsai's heart sank; the worst-case scenario had occurred.

Have reinforcements arrived from among the enemy? And are they skilled at creating illusions?

I hadn't even realized that I'd been affected by their illusion...

Since I can't see it clearly, I might as well not look at it at all!

Amakusa Unsai gritted his teeth, no longer trying to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but instead steeled his heart and frantically urged the remaining Qi in his body.

With a loud "boom," the flames of vengeful spirits around him surged up violently.

The yellowish-brown flames deepened in color, emitting a chillingly high temperature and a mournful wail, turning the area within several meters of Amakusa Unsai into a sea of ​​fire.

He was planning to use the indiscriminate flames to protect himself and withstand all attacks, while simultaneously preparing to unleash his strongest fire technique in an attempt to break through.

However, the storm of attacks he had anticipated did not come.

The flames burned fiercely, and apart from the crackling sound of the burning air, an eerie silence enveloped the surroundings.

Visually, the surroundings were still filled with distorted and swaying puppet figures, and their numbers continued to increase. They even pierced through Amakusa Unsai's defenses and disappeared.

Amakusa Unsai instantly realized that the sudden intensification of the attack was also part of an illusion!

It was merely to force him to defend with all his might, thus exacerbating the depletion of his Qi.

"asshole!"

Amakusa Unsai was filled with shame and anger, and hurriedly tried to restrain the flames he was releasing in order to conserve his Qi.

But just as his attention was diverted by anger, and in the instant the flames subsided slightly—

call out!

A whooshing sound pierced through the distorted vision surrounding the flames, grazing his neck.

The sharp arrowhead easily pierced the edge of Amakusa Unsai's hood, and a cool sensation clung to his skin.

Amakusa Unsai felt a chill run down his spine and immediately reignited the flames to their peak.

The opponent skillfully combined illusion and physical attacks, leaving him no room to relax.

Amakusa Unsai dared not gamble on which move was a feint and which was real, and was forced to maintain this all-around fire defense that consumed enormous amounts of energy.

The pressure came like a tidal wave.

Amakusa Unsai could only try to evade the unknown illusionist's spell range by constantly changing his position.

But those persistent, clinging feelings of crisis followed him relentlessly.

The sound of arrows piercing the air, the whistling of claws, the buzzing of a swarm of bees...

It's hard to tell what's real and what's fake; every moment could be a life-or-death crisis.

The intense heat of the flames distorted the air, further interfering with his vision and perception, creating a vicious cycle.

The psychological pressure has even begun to outweigh the burden caused by the depletion of Qi.

Time passed slowly, and Amakusa Unsai's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his breathing becoming heavy.

Maintaining such intense vengeful fire for an extended period places an immense burden on the mind.

Amakusa Unsai was beginning to feel increasingly weak, and darkness was spreading at the edges of his vision.

That is a sign that one's vital energy is about to be depleted and one's mind and spirit are excessively exhausted.

"Oh no..."

Amakusa Unsai felt as if the breath of death was close at hand.

But just then—

Boom!

Without warning, a heavy hammer blow slammed down directly onto Amakusa Unsai's mind!

"Wow--!"

As if struck by lightning, Amakusa Unsai felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The flames rising around him began to shake violently, flickering unpredictably.

This attack, invisible and intangible, directly pierced through Amakusa Unzai's defenses of vengeful fire, severely damaging his mind and spirit.

Before he could even catch his breath from this sudden and unexpected blow to his mind...

"Boom! Boom!"

Immediately following, two more merciless heavy blows followed!

The force is even greater and more powerful than before!

"Ugh...!"

Amakusa Unsai let out a short wail, his eyes completely glazed over, and the protective flames of vengeful spirits around him were instantly extinguished.

His legs buckled, and he fell straight forward to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, his consciousness instantly sinking into boundless darkness.

Until he completely lost consciousness, he was unable to see what the enemy troops who came to reinforce him looked like.

Amakusa Unsai's vengeful fire was utterly useless against this invisible attack targeting the mind.

With the fall of Amakusa Unsai, the clamor of this last battlefield also ceased.

The terrified figure slowly emerged from the shadows and approached the unconscious Amakusa Unsai.

He glanced down, then grabbed Amakusa Unsai by the collar and dragged him into the depths of the forest like a piece of cargo.