Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

His senses spread like a spider web throughout the Ghost-Seeing-Sorrow Mountain Stream.

Every rock, every inch of soil, every wisp of air is under his control.

He knew everything about Bihe Ren's investigation, the fluctuations of the Ninja Art: Ripple, and even the weight of each person's footsteps.

When the old ninja first used the Ninja Art: Ripple, Cui Ming completely concealed his own Qi and merged it into the flow of the earth's veins.

When the black snake probed, his puppet remained as still as a dead object, devoid of any vital energy.

As the group passed through in batches, he waited quietly, like a seasoned hunter.

He was waiting for all the iron boxes to pass.

He waited until the entire group of people entered the ravine.

He was waiting for the narrowest, most inescapable spot.

Now, the time has come.

Cui Ming opened his eyes.

A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes.

Inside the mountain stream, the rock walls on both sides suddenly trembled simultaneously!

It wasn't a rockfall, nor an explosion; rather, the entire rock face seemed to come alive, the surface layer peeling away to reveal what lay beneath—

Densely packed and neatly arranged, the giant Shadow Spider crossbows stood in the grooves of the rock wall, ready to fire.

Each ballista, which had been integrated into the rocks on both sides, finally revealed its true form after Cui Ming activated it.

Each one is assembled from two or three Shadow Spider golems, about seven feet tall, with several more Shadow Spider golems at the bottom serving as spare ammunition for the ballista.

They are silent and still, like reliefs embedded in the rock face, yet at this moment they reveal their murderous intent.

A ghostly blue flame ignited on the giant crossbow bolt.

Hundreds of crossbow carts were positioned on both sides of the rock face, overlooking the Higanbana ninja in the mountain path.

Old Ren's pupils suddenly contracted.

He finally understood where his unease came from—there was indeed no living creature in this mountain stream.

Because these are not living things at all.

"Charge! Charge! Only by advancing can we survive!"

Old Rentou roared fiercely.

But at the very moment the order was given, all the puppets moved.

Before the old ninja's shout of "Attack!" had even faded completely, hundreds of Shadow Spider Ballistae on the rock walls on both sides of the mountain stream were simultaneously activated.

The taut crossbow strings released a dull thud, merging into a deafening roar of death.

Boom boom boom!

Each ballista fires three giant bolts at a time, each bolt about five feet long, and the entire body is transformed from a shadow spider puppet meticulously crafted by Cui Ming.

The arrow was also accompanied by a blue light representing the power of Dan Shi, leaving a long, thin tail of light as it moved at high speed.

The first wave of arrows rained down.

The mountain path was less than three zhang wide, leaving the forty-odd Hira ninja with almost nowhere to hide.

A middle-aged ninja brandished his sword in an attempt to deflect an oncoming crossbow bolt.

The moment the sword and arrow clashed, the steel-forged ninja sword snapped in two.

The crossbow bolt pierced his chest, and with its momentum, it sent him flying, pinning him to the rock wall behind him.

The arrow penetrated half a foot into the rock, and the corpse swayed in mid-air.

Another ninja used the Substitution Jutsu the instant the arrow rain came, leaving behind a wooden stake.

His true form appeared three zhang away, and before he could even stand firmly, the second crossbow bolt arrived.

The arrow pierced his left shoulder, tearing his entire arm apart.

He screamed and fell to the ground, whereupon he was engulfed by a hail of arrows.

Homer's skin instantly turned into dark gray metal, but faced with a barrage of giant crossbow bolts, he chose to roll to the side.

An arrow grazed his ribs, carving a half-inch deep groove into his metallic skin, sparks flying.

He grunted and used the opportunity to hide behind a protruding rock wall.

Dozens of black snakes emerged from Kimura Okataro's sleeve, attempting to use their bodies as shields.

The crossbow bolt struck the swarm of snakes, instantly tearing the black snakes to shreds, venom and blood splattering everywhere.

An arrow pierced through the remains of the snakes and struck Kimura's right calf.

He staggered to his knees, quickly used a kunai to cut the arrow shaft, and gritted his teeth to pull out the arrowhead.

The butterfly unleashed a barrage of exploding butterflies in an attempt to intercept the crossbow bolts.

The butterfly collided with the arrow shaft and exploded with a bang, the flames engulfing the shaft.

However, the crossbow bolt only slowed down slightly, still piercing through the flames and embedding itself in the abdomen of a ninja behind.

The explosive butterfly has limited effectiveness in intercepting physical crossbow bolts.

Xu Duo sat cross-legged on the spot, with the shakuhachi (a type of bamboo flute) placed to his lips.

The sound waves spread out, and the trajectories of the three crossbow bolts aimed at him deviated slightly. Two of them grazed past him, while the third pierced through his left sleeve, taking away a piece of cloth.

His face turned pale, he stopped playing, and quickly moved toward the depression in the rock wall.

Eita Nikaido reacted the fastest.

The moment the ballista appeared, he had already drawn his sword.

The moment the demon sword Hiruma was drawn, a red aura surged out like a tide, forming a barrier about three feet thick around him.

The first crossbow bolt hit the air, and its speed decreased sharply.

The arrow struggled forward amidst the red aura, finally exhausting itself when the arrowhead was only a foot away from Eita's chest, and hovered in the air.

Eita swung his sword backhand and easily cut the crossbow bolt in two.

But a second and third wave of arrows followed in quick succession.

Simultaneously dealing with multiple crossbow bolts, the red aura began to fluctuate violently.

An arrow broke through the Qi-sensing defense. Eita dodged to the side, the arrow grazing his left shoulder and taking away a piece of flesh.

His manic smile remained unchanged, but his eyes blazed with even greater fighting spirit.

The old ninja had already formed hand seals the moment the rain of arrows descended.

"Ninja Technique: Shadow Escape."

His figure blended into the shadow of the rock wall, and three crossbow bolts pierced through the afterimage and embedded themselves in the ground.

The next moment, he emerged from another shadow ten feet away, his withered face showing even deeper wrinkles.

The rain of arrows lasted for about fifteen breaths.

More than four hundred giant crossbow bolts covered the entire narrow mountain path.

The rock face was studded with arrows, and broken arrows and corpses were scattered on the ground.

Blood flowed along the cracks in the rocks, forming small streams.

The number of Hira-ninja still standing was less than twenty.

Old Rentou's gaze swept across the battlefield, his pupils contracting.

Only now did he notice a detail.

All the crossbow bolts avoided the iron boxes.

There wasn't a single arrow within three zhang (approximately 10 meters) of the box.

The four ninjas who carried the box were all dead, but the box itself was intact.

The intelligence has been leaked.

The other side not only knew their route and that Ghost's Sorrow was the ambush site, but also the importance of these iron boxes—so important that they needed to be deliberately avoided.

"The first batch of people to pass..."

Old Rentou suddenly looked towards the exit of the mountain stream.

Just then, screams came from the direction of the exit.

The first group of twenty ninja who crossed the mountain stream earlier and set up a guard on the other side are now being besieged.

The Night Slayer pounced out of the shadows, tearing open a ninja's throat with its claws.

A terrifying sensation hangs suspended in mid-air as an invisible sound wave shatters another person's eardrum.

The massive Taotie grabbed a ninja by the neck with one hand and pressed him against its body.

The ninja let out a miserable howl and gradually merged into the Taotie's body.

Fenrir, in its giant wolf form, raced down the hillside, leaving a trail of broken limbs in its wake.

Its metal armor unfolded, firing dozens of small flying shuttles that accurately hit three ninjas who were trying to escape, turning them into sieves.

What truly shook the surviving members of the Higanbana ninja clan were two other figures: Wolf, who had been confirmed dead long ago, and...Kasumi.

Chapter 200 Suppression (4K)

According to the intelligence gathered by the Higanbana ninja, Wolf and Kasumi should have died in the battle of the Leyline Village several years ago.

But at this moment, they stood at the exit of the mountain stream, blocking the way.

The two of them have changed drastically.

Xia's face was half covered by a metal mask, her right eye was replaced by a dark blue crystal, and her left arm below the shoulder was modified into a mechanical structure, holding a longsword.

She was completely hidden in an invisible cloak, and her true appearance could only be occasionally seen when Xia made a move.

The wolf's back is fitted with an exoskeleton, its knees are bent in the opposite direction like animal limbs, and the tips of its five fingers are sharp alloy claws.