Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

As for the people they scattered along the way...

Cui Ming's lips curled into a cold smile.

Those people thought they were hiding, but little did they know that the Divine Machine Alliance had been watching them as soon as they left the group.

While dealing with this main force, keep an eye on the true disciples of those spies.

This would allow them to be captured all at once.

Leave no one alive!

Chapter 250 Humanoid Gundam

Suburbs of Huai'an, Jiangsu Province.

As dawn broke, mist shrouded the wilderness.

A road winds northward, with a few old locust trees growing sparsely along its sides, their branches swaying gently in the morning breeze.

On the official road, a convoy was moving slowly forward.

The carriage looked ordinary, but the horses pulling it were magnificent, and the wheels left deep ruts on the road.

Inside the car, Hayakawa Chihiro closed his eyes to rest, the purple mark between his eyebrows glowing slightly.

Over the past three days, the feeling of being watched has grown stronger and stronger, almost to the point of feeling like I'm being pricked by thorns.

Each time he opened his Soul Eye, he gained nothing, but his intuition told him otherwise.

It's almost time; the other side is about to make their move.

"grown ups."

The voice of a subordinate could be heard from outside the carriage curtain.

"Huai'an City is just ten miles ahead. According to our itinerary, we can rest in the city today."

Chiyu Hayakawa opened his eyes.

"We will not enter Huai'an, but will bypass the city."

"Go around the city? Sir, the brothers have been traveling for five days straight and need to replenish their supplies..."

"Around the city."

Hayakawa Chihiro repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The subordinate dared not ask any more questions, simply acknowledged the order, and went to relay it.

Hayakawa Chihiro lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the hazy outline of the city wall in the distance.

Huai'an, this ancient city was once an important hub for canal transport. Although it has declined in recent years, it remains a vital point in northern Jiangsu.

Such places, with their large crowds and many eyes, are most prone to problems.

More importantly, the feeling of being watched reached its peak here.

It was as if countless eyes were watching them from all directions.

The group bypassed Huai'an City and continued north.

After traveling another twenty li, the fields on both sides of the official road gradually thinned out, and were replaced by rolling hills.

The road narrowed, with dense woods on both sides, and the occasional chirping of birds could be heard.

Hayakawa Chihiro suddenly opened his eyes.

"parking!"

The convoy came to an abrupt stop.

Iwata Heavy Industries jumped out of the car behind and strode to Hayakawa Chihiro's car.

"what happened?"

"wrong."

Hayakawa Chihiro jumped out of the car and looked around.

"This road is too quiet."

Iwata frowned.

"Quiet? Isn't it just an ordinary wooded area?"

Hayakawa Chihiro offered no explanation, activating his Soul Eye at full power.

Everything is normal within a radius of 100 feet.

There were only a few wild rabbits and small animals, and faint movements from a few woodcutters in the distance.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

The fluctuations of those wild rabbits showed that unusual intensity again.

"Everyone beware!"

Hayakawa Chihiro snorted softly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange change occurred.

The ground suddenly shook violently, as if an earth dragon were turning over.

The members of the Curse-Binding Society lost their balance and swayed precariously.

Immediately afterwards, the ground on both sides of the road cracked open, and dozens of strangely shaped puppets sprang out of the soil.

These puppets were entirely blue, shaped like spiders, and each leg was as sharp as a knife.

As soon as they appeared, they pounced on the members of the Cursed Guild.

"Enemy attack!"

Iwata Heavy Industries roared and punched the nearest puppet.

The puppet shattered upon impact with the force of the punch, but the fragments did not fall to the ground. Instead, they reassembled themselves in mid-air and pounced again the moment they landed.

At the same time, an invisible pressure rose from the ground.

That is the gravity field released by the earth vein energy supply pile.

The ordinary members of the Curse Binding Society felt a sudden heaviness in their bodies, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on their shoulders. Their legs trembled, and they could barely stand.

Several of the weaker ones collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Iwata Heavy Industries and Hideichi Yoshida also felt the pressure, but they could barely hold on.

Iwata roared, smashing the oncoming puppets with each punch. Although the puppets kept regenerating, their regeneration speed was clearly not keeping up with his destructive speed.

Hideichi Yoshida formed hand seals and activated the "Word of Power".

He muttered incantations, trying to curse the puppets, but found that they had no souls and his curses had no effect.

"Hayakawa, what's going on?!"

Iwata yelled.

Hayakawa Chihiro did not answer.

He was using his Soul Eye at full power to find the source of all this.

Gravity field, puppet, ambush...

This was no ordinary attack; it was a meticulously planned trap.

The person who set this trap must be nearby.

Suddenly, he sensed it.

A hundred feet ahead, under an old locust tree, there was an unusually powerful soul fluctuation.

The fluctuations were as deep as the sea, unlike any other extraordinary person he had ever seen.

That person's soul has transcended the realm of ordinary people.

At this moment, Hayakawa Chihiro felt as if he had seen the blue sky through the eyes of a mayfly. This powerful figure seemed to have appeared suddenly, without any prior warning.

"There it is!"

Hayakawa Chihiro pointed angrily towards the old locust tree.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from behind the tree.

He was a young man, dressed in a black robe, holding a folding fan, and smiling.

He walked slowly, but with each step he took, the ground trembled more violently, and the puppets' attacks became increasingly frenzied.

Cui Ming!

Chihiro Hayakawa's pupils constricted slightly.

That name, that appearance! There's no mistake! He's seen it countless times in intelligence reports!

The leader of the Divine Machine Alliance, and the terminator of Ryuju Koji, is said to be the biggest variable in this mission.

I never expected to see him here!

No! Perhaps... they were exposed all along!

Cui Ming stopped thirty feet away, gently waving his folding fan.

"You have all had a long journey. I am Cui Ming, the head of the Craftsmanship Hall of the Tang Clan in the Divine Machine Alliance."

"As the saying goes, guests from afar are guests, and we should treat them well. However, your behavior is suspicious, so I have no choice but to apologize for bothering you here."

Hayakawa Chihiro took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Master Cui, we are just an ordinary merchant caravan. We don't know where we have offended your alliance?"

Cui Ming smiled.

"An ordinary caravan? Your caravan is quite well-equipped. Not only do you have experts in physical combat, but you also have reconnaissance and spellcasting abilities."

He shook his head.

"Let's be frank."