Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

They were covered in wounds. One man's left arm was severed at the shoulder, another had his abdomen pierced and was barely able to stop the bleeding with his Qi, and the third man had lost his sight because his right eye was injured by a poisoned needle.

The old ninja looked at the three who had escaped back, then at Eita who was trapped, and then at the Toki who were engaged in fierce battles everywhere.

In his ninety-three years of life, this was the first time he felt the situation was completely out of control.

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Old Rentou saw it very clearly: the opponent's tactics were clear and ruthless, and the objective was very clear.

Use the puppet sea to hold off the strongest Eita, concentrate your forces to eliminate the remaining combatants, and finally concentrate your forces to wipe out everything.

And they didn't even know where their opponent was.

"Ninja Head!"

Kimura Okataro clutched his rib wound and hissed.

"If this continues, we'll all die here!"

Old Rentou paused for two seconds before making a decision.

He unleashed the Ninja Art: Ripple to its fullest extent, and an invisible ripple spread outwards.

It quickly spread throughout the entire mountain stream, connecting with every member of the Bihe Ren present.

"Everyone, move towards the metal box!"

Old Rentou shouted sternly.

"Prepare to break out!"

After receiving the old ninja's order, all the survivors began to move.

But Cui Ming, deep underground, also sensed all of this.

"Want to run?"

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

All the puppets simultaneously ceased their attack and retreated ten feet.

Then, to the old ninja's astonishment, the rock wall began to tremble.

It's no longer just the surface of the rock wall that's changing; the entire mountain at the entrance to Guijianchou is moving.

At the entrance to the Ghost Sorrow Mountain Stream, the rock walls on both sides slowly closed inward with a low rumbling sound.

At the bottom of the rock wall, dozens of shadow spider golems have their eight segments deeply embedded in the rock wall as a connection.

Six or seven enormous mechanical arms emerged from the ground, propelling the rock mass in unison.

The pale blue patterns on the outer shells of these puppets flicker and transmit Qi into the interior of the rocks, altering their structural strength and friction.

The entrance width rapidly decreased from three zhang to two zhang, one zhang and five chi, and one zhang.

The rock wall wasn't moving very fast, but it still left the Hira Ninja speechless with shock.

The ground bulged up, gravel rolled down, and dust flew everywhere.

"Is the entrance...closing?"

Kimura Okataro's voice trembled.

Old Ren's pupils constricted.

He lived for ninety-three years and had seen the earth crack, the mountains collapse, and man-made landslides.

But I have never seen anyone control the movement of an entire mountain so precisely, as if operating a giant stone gate.

This is not a hastily set trap.

This level of transformation requires time, technology, and a deep understanding of the nature of the earth's veins and rocks.

Just how far in advance did this group begin planning this ambush?

The enemy not only ambushed them, but also modified the battlefield in advance.

"Stop it!"

The old ninja gave the order in a hoarse voice.

"We cannot allow the exits to be completely closed!"

Three members of the Higanbana ninja, dressed in dark gray ninja uniforms, immediately rushed out and ran at full speed toward the entrance.

One of them formed a mudra with his hands, causing a pillar of earth to rise from the ground, attempting to jam the closing rock walls.

The other person drew his ninja sword, the blade wreathed in earthy yellow energy, preparing to slash at the mechanical arm that was pushing against the rock wall.

The third person lunged directly at a Shadow Spider, aiming his kunai at the joint.

They reacted quickly and cooperated seamlessly.

But Cui Ming, deep underground, simply smiled calmly, having already anticipated this reaction.

Above the rock face, twenty-four floating cannons rose from hidden recesses.

They are shaped like flying shuttles, pure white, about a foot long, and float silently in the air.

Twenty-four cannons were aimed at the three ninjas, their internal energy accumulating and emitting a very faint hum.

The first floating cannon fired.

The blue beam of light was as thin as a hair, and it was inconspicuous even in the dim mountain stream.

It pierced through the protective aura activated when the first ninja formed his hand seals, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The beam of light pierced his forehead and exited from the back of his head, leaving a small, charred hole.

The ninja froze, and the earthen pillar crumbled.

His eyes widened, seemingly not understanding what was happening. He staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground.

The second and third floating cannons fired simultaneously.

The second ninja swung his sword at the rock wall, and when the blade was still three feet away from the Shadow Spider, two beams of blue light struck his left chest and right abdomen respectively.

The beam of light penetrated the metal armor and flesh, instantly carbonizing the internal organs.

He immediately dropped the ninja sword from his hand, collapsed to his knees, and coughed up black blood clots.

The third person rushed up to the Shadow Spider and threw countless kunai and senbon at its joints.

The blue light emitted by the fourth floating cannon arrived first, entering his right eye and detonating inside his skull.

Its head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white matter onto the spider's exoskeleton.

The three bodies fell to the ground less than two seconds apart.

Just as the other members of the Hira Ninja Clan were about to step forward to provide support, the old ninja leader shouted sternly.

"retreat!"

They stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as the entrance continued to close.

One zhang, eight chi, five chi.

The rock face eventually closed completely, producing a dull thud.

The seams fit together perfectly, leaving only tiny cracks.

From the inside, it seems as if there has never been an exit here.

The light was completely cut off, and the mountain stream fell into a deeper darkness, with only the eerie blue light in the puppet's eyes and the faint red light from the flapping wings of the soldier bees providing illumination.

The Ghost's Sorrow had become a completely closed pocket.

And these ruthless and cunning individuals became Cui Ming's prey.

Old Rentou looked around.

All the survivors had gathered around the iron box. Including himself and the Ten Demons, there were eighteen people left.

Seven of them were seriously injured, and three were unable to fight and had to stand up with the help of their companions.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the mountain stream.

Night Slayer, Horror, Gluttony, Fenrir Wolf, and the modified forms of Xia and Wolf, led over two hundred puppet soldier bees and Shadow Spiders, forming a semi-circular formation to block their path.

On both sides of the rock wall, the Shadow Spider Ballista was reloaded and the muzzle was lowered.

The floating cannons hovered high in the sky, like the gaze of death.

Eita Nikaido was still entangled by the puppet horde, but at this moment the puppets retreated on their own, creating a distance of ten feet between them and him.

They ceased their attack and silently formed several layers of encirclement, cutting off his path back to the iron box.

"Ninja head."

Xu Duo's voice was dry.

"We are completely trapped."

Old Rentou did not answer.

He closed his eyes and used Ninjutsu: Ripple once more.

An invisible ripple spread out, and this time he no longer searched for the vital energy of living beings, but rather explored the structure of the entire mountain stream.

The ripples touched the rock wall, and the feedback they sent made his heart sink.

The rock wall is over twenty feet thick and is reinforced internally by a dense array of metal mechanisms.

The energy of those mechanisms and puppets originated from the same source, clearly indicating that they are part of the same system.

Clearly, it would take a lot of time to force a breakthrough, and that's exactly what they lack most.

More importantly, he sensed a vast and subtle aura of Qi at the bottom of the ravine.

That vital energy lies deep underground, connected to the earth's veins, like a lurking giant beast.

That must be the caster, but his location... is at least thirty feet underground.

"We found him."

Old Rentou opened his eyes.