Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

After Jiang Mo's explanation, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen nodded in agreement: "Alright, let's do as the sect leader says."

Chapter 139 The Shadow Approaches

child time.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the Sanyi Gate was brightly lit. Jiang Mo and his companions guarded the Qi Diagram at night, awaiting an enemy attack.

Outside the pavilion, under the ancient trees, Zhuge Yu returned to his room and brought out a small bronze furnace. He ignited the crimson fire and began repairing an inconspicuous magical artifact. Lu Jin watched intently, the soft firelight illuminating their faces.

"Senior brother, when you were refining weapons in the past, was there a risk of the furnace exploding?"

Lu Jin stared at the blazing furnace fire with a cautious expression. The burning magical artifact had golden liquid flowing through it, gradually healing its cracks. The aura it emitted was becoming stronger and stronger, but it was somewhat unstable, giving him the feeling of an uncontrollable explosive.

"How could that be! Xiao Lu, although my skills are not as good as the village elders, I am still quite capable."

Zhuge Yu lightly waved the fan woven from bird feathers in his hand. This was one of the only two magical artifacts he brought from home when he came to become a disciple, along with the bronze furnace.

A gentle breeze swept past the furnace opening, causing the flames to intensify and turning the magical artifact a golden color, as translucent as jade.

"It will take a little while longer. This magical artifact is almost finished being repaired. Its grade is not as high as the others, but its cracks are the lightest, and it can even be activated. Therefore, it is the easiest to reforge. I can use it to practice my skills."

"Senior brother, you are really amazing."

Lu Jin knew nothing about weapon crafting, but seeing that Zhuge Yu was skilled in weapon crafting, esoteric arts, and even had reached the second level of reverse life, he felt sincere admiration.

"Hehe, once I finish refining these, I'll pick out the most suitable one for you, Little Lu."

At this point, Zhuge Yu was at a loss.

With his abilities, he could barely repair the magical artifacts worn by those assassin elders, but the quality and power would be reduced. After all, his divine skill level was the weakest compared to Qimen and Nisheng.

Even after repairing the ritual implements, only two-thirds of the original effect can be reproduced.

Moreover, of the five magical artifacts... aside from leaving one for Xiao Lu, the rest were shared with his fellow disciples, who were all very close to him. Now, they were all equally dear to him, and there simply weren't enough to go around.

While he and Lu Jin were focused on watching the fire, Changqing, Shuiyun, and Shengsheng next door, after several hours of reloading ammunition, had prepared the magazines for the machine guns and were ready for battle.

Outside the mountain gate, Will deliberately bypassed the courtyard and found a corner to sit in meditation. He exhaled a grayish-brown breath and entered a meditative state. The cracked wound was entangled in gray mist and gradually stitched up. The internal bleeding organs and the shattered shoulder bone were also slowly and continuously repaired.

Meanwhile, You Sha hid in a secluded corner on the second floor of the library, tidying up a wooden table, taking out an oil lamp from a transparent cube she carried with her, placing it on the table, and then searching for paper, pen, and ancient magic books.

Before crafting a permanently usable cube, she not only needs to find the complete incantation, but also plans to concoct some healing potions to cure her internal injuries.

..........

In a grove of trees more than a kilometer away from the Sanyi Gate, groups of shadows emerged from the ground, gradually rising and taking on human shapes.

The leader of the Shadow Bamboo Society, five top-tier assassins, three elders, and twenty-four top-tier assassins gathered from all over the country to participate in this grand hunting feast.

Unlike the Sinful Sands, which went straight to the Trinity Gate, the Shadow Bamboo Society's various branches were evenly matched, each managed by one of the top-ranked assassins whose status and strength were close to that of the chairman. Therefore, it was necessary to complete the reunion of personnel before the mission began.

Otherwise, the loss of any branch would be a critical blow, making it impossible to compete with the other two, let alone breach Sany's defenses.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with gray hair and a thin build in the crowd was asking the top-tier assassin beside him:

"Check if there's an ambush, Six Ears."

"Wait a moment, Chairman."

The person who responded wore a strange monkey mask. He slowly squatted down, formed a hand seal with one hand, and many phantom images appeared on his ears, emitting a pale blue aura.

Invisible ripples spread outwards from them, covering all directions. No movement, whether it was the rustling of grass, the whispering of insects, or the foraging of beasts, could escape his listening.

As the range stretched to its limit, the sounds that the top assassin could hear grew fainter and fainter until they finally stopped abruptly, plunging into complete silence.

"President, it's safe within 500 meters. I didn't hear anyone breathing."

The group looked wary of the real-time intelligence provided by Liu Er, as it was not good news.

"How could this be... The other two should have arrived by now, but it's just us?"

"Did those bastards strike first?"

"Did the Sanyi Sect send Xiaozhan to tell us that they knew we were about to take action, yet they didn't set up any sentries? Or have they already run away?"

Several veterans and top-tier assassins had some doubts, and it was not yet certain whether there was a trap involved.

"President, should we move forward another 300 meters?"

“Occupying the area near the foot of the mountain will give us an advantage. Regardless of whether Sinful Sand and Myriad Thoughts Hand are there or not, we will have enough time to react and make a decision. If we are intercepted by them, we can use a secret method to bypass the mountain and they will not be able to find us.”

Liu Er was extremely confident in his abilities. He practically plowed up every inch of soil, confirming that the forest ahead was safe.

“Let me think about it…”

At this moment, the president unfolded a map, examined the nearby mountains, and noticed several marked areas with rugged terrain and dense forests. After a few breaths, he decided:

"Advance two hundred meters, then you'll be in charge of reconnaissance, Six Ears."

"If the other two don't come, we can wait. There's no need to waste our strength going there for nothing. I'm afraid that if we can't take them down, they'll reap the benefits and even stab us in the back. That would be a loss."

"Yes."

Everyone responded in unison, and then their bodies gradually turned into shadows, leaping and traversing the mountains along the shadows cast by the moonlight in the forest.

........

"Uncle-Master, you've arrived."

Chengzhen looked at the dense red dots on the Qi diagram and immediately became vigilant. According to the intelligence he had learned from the Tang Sect transaction, both the Shadow Bamboo Society and the Myriad Thoughts Hand were more troublesome than the Sinful Sand.

The former is adept at using shadows to hide and ambush, making them difficult to defend against and hard to catch.

The latter school of thought uses objects to kill, and they carry firearms. In the event of a direct confrontation, it would be extremely difficult for dozens of people to suppress the enemy with gunfire and kill the assassins.

"This time, Will and I will intercept them."

"The estimated time is about right, but I'm afraid another force will also arrive at this time."

Jiang Mo stood up, stretched his limbs, and said to Si Chong and Cheng Zhen:

"I'll leave the sect in your care. I'll be right back."

Si Chong frowned and couldn't help but remind him, "Junior brother, please be careful. These are all killers who draw blood from the blade."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Mo noticed that the tea on the table had gone cold, and suddenly smiled:

"Senior brother, brew another pot of tea. I'll be back in a quarter of an hour."

After saying that, he walked past Si Chong, patted the old man on the shoulder to reassure him, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Chapter 140 First Encirclement

In a corner outside the mountain gate, Will, sensing a familiar presence, suddenly opened his eyes and saw Jiang Mo standing not far away.

"They're coming?"

"Yes, there are thirty-three people in total. That's good news for you."

Jiang Moming followed Will, and as they walked to the edge of the stone steps, they saw a mountain forest bathed in moonlight, resembling a silvery-gray ocean.

"where?"

Will strained his eyes to look out, but saw nothing unusual, which puzzled him greatly.

"More than 700 meters away, save your energy, you can't see it with your naked eye."

"Then how did you...?" Will asked in astonishment.

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Mo placed one hand on his shoulder, and a shimmering white aura flowed from his palm, forming a thin outer garment that covered his entire body.

Will, puzzled, asked, "Is there any connection between our next move and the clothes you're putting on me now?"

"Remember the white barrier that trapped you before?"

Jiang Mo pointed to a certain direction in the distance and gave the order: "The second batch of assassins is approaching there in my perception. I will find a suitable opportunity to trap them. You have my source power, so you can break through the barrier when the time comes."

"That's fine, I understand your plan... but please leave some prey for me."

Will's Chinese is fairly good, though he stutters a bit. After several hours of treatment, he has recovered most of his strength and didn't feel much pressure when he heard that he was to charge into battle against the Thirty-Three.

"Then hurry up, or I'll kill them all."

Jiang Mo asked him, "If the germs in your body spread through your blood, would you definitely die after a cut?"

"The transmission methods also include airborne dust and contact with limbs, with a mortality rate of 99%. This is true in both theory and practice. When a few common pathogens are injected into the body, they will not kill the injured person on the spot. But when dozens or hundreds of pathogens take effect at the same time, no prey can withstand it except for a petri dish like mine that can contain hundreds of pathogens."

Will was filled with resentment. Even now, he couldn't understand how he had lost to this target, even though his pathogens were among the top three most lethal in the 'Deep Sea'.

Even with his beast-transformed body, which had its physical defense enhanced several times over, he was still almost blown apart by Jiang Mo. Even when they clashed, his germs always died the moment they touched the other person.

Upon hearing Will's introduction, Jiang Mo praised, "That's indeed a remarkable ability. I look forward to your performance."

"I'm waiting for your signal."

After a brief discussion, Jiang Mo set off, transforming his limbs and bones into rock energy, and burrowed underground, approaching the location of the attackers.

Ignoring the obstacles of the terrain, he remained silent and completely became part of the earth, traveling at a speed of 100 meters per second, arriving in an instant.

In Jiang Mo's view, the thick soil resembled a layer of gray-black water, upon which stood thirty-three figures, their hoarse voices emanating from above.

"President, it's safe here too."

"There was no trace of the Sinful Sand or the Myriad Thoughts Hand."

"Six Ears, investigate more carefully. I have a strange unease. The closer we get, the more creeped out I feel, as if something is watching us."

These words made one-third of the assassins feel uneasy.

Having narrowly escaped death so many times, they gradually develop a special sixth sense, becoming extremely sensitive to the signs of impending death. Their heart rate will inexplicably rise, and they will feel a slight blockage in the meridians of their hands and feet.

"Okay, I'll try again."

Liu Er's voice sounded somewhat tired. Listening to the sounds within a radius of 500 meters, too much noise would attack his brain like garbage. He had to endure the noise every time to filter out key information, which was extremely mentally taxing.

However, he acted immediately, activating the secret technique once more, conjuring four pale blue phantom Qi ears out of thin air to receive all the low-decibel sounds around him.

"Um....?"

Jiang Mo, who was lying in wait underground, did not make any sound. His whole body was in a state of Qi transformation, and there was no sound of his heartbeat or breathing. His pair of crimson-gold eyes were fixed on the scouts on the surface.

What appeared before their eyes were blue ripples that seeped into the soil and spread towards the forest ahead. Anything that made a sound would be touched, thus creating a feedback that returned to the location of the assassin.

"A method of locating sounds..."

"Still in the casting phase, my mind is focused, and my soul is currently vulnerable and sensitive..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo revealed a cruel smile, and without a moment's hesitation, he whispered the Ancient Ferry Spirit-Breaking Incantation.

"what!!!"

In an instant, a shrill scream came from the ground, and a figure, looking like a madman, knelt on the ground, twisting wildly.

"Six Ears!! What's wrong with you?!"

"Xuan Gu, Han Yi, go and hold him down."

"Watch out for enemy attack!"

The top-tier assassin, who was perfectly fine just moments before, suddenly suffered severe injuries, as if he had gone mad, his flesh began to fester and turn into pus.

This horrifying scene sent shivers down the spines of everyone present. The eerie methods were completely unrelated to the Reverse Life Technique of the San Yi Sect; instead, they resembled the work of the Sinful Sand and the Myriad Thoughts Hand, performed remotely.

In the negligible moment when their attention was diverted, Jiang Mo, underground, seized the fleeting opportunity. His vast true qi overflowed and spread outwards, instantly creating a blazing silver barrier that transformed into a cage, sealing off an area of ​​thirty meters in radius.

The assassins were like startled birds, filled with unease. They tried to turn into shadows and disappear underground, only to find that the ground was covered by a layer of white qi, which was harder than a wall of copper or iron.

"It's you?!"

The president subconsciously looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting as he saw a figure that seemed like an immortal, standing in mid-air.

"You came all this way, has the cenotaph been erected yet?"

Jiang Mo looked down at the dozens of assassins on the ground. Thunderous energy gathered in his right hand, forming the shape of a chain, which he held as a weapon.

"Sanyi Gate, Jiang Mo."

The president looked furious, and veins on his forehead bulged like wriggling earthworms.

They made a fatal mistake and fell into the trap set by their opponent. Recalling the various rumors in the martial arts world, they were filled with trepidation.

The four top-tier assassins and three elders were surprised that their target appeared so directly. Instead of backing down, their killing intent intensified.