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

Blood gushed from the seabird, its head pierced, and its body plummeted uncontrollably downwards.

Several elderly men and Wei Youchuan followed and found a human-made bronze ring on the seabird's carcass, tied to the animal's claw, engraved with the number 100.

In that instant, some people felt a chill run down their spines, and their minds went completely blank.

“Mr. Wei...you need to give us an explanation.”

A chilling voice came from the throat of an old man. The piercing killing intent made Wei Youchuan stiffen and turn around. His pupils suddenly trembled as a sharp kunai was already close at hand, no more than a hair's breadth away from his eyes.

“Mr. Ueno...please believe in my sincerity. I have no reason to betray you.”

"Pfft——!"

The cold light flashed like lightning, and a line of blood sliced ​​open the throat.

Of the three old men, the most silent one, the one in the black kimono, instantly drew his sword and beheaded Wei Youchuan.

The latter didn't even have a chance to say his last words. His head was severed, and his body fell straight to the ground. Even after death, his pupils were still filled with the fear of trying to explain himself.

The other two elderly men seemed to have expected his actions and were not surprised.

"Iwasaki...you're dissatisfied with him?"

The elderly man in black kimono remained expressionless, sheathed his long sword, and said indifferently:

“Since he has been discovered by those mainlanders, he is no longer of any value. It’s better to kill him in advance.”

"That's right. So, should we split up and infiltrate?"

Fujimiya Moriji held a crystal-clear blue sphere in his hand, leaned close to the corpse, and in an instant, Wei Youchuan's remains withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, they were a pile of ashes.

"Wouldn't it be too risky to split the troops into three groups?"

The old man named Ueno Shimotsuki seemed hesitant, a deep wariness flashing across his brown eyes.

"If we don't separate, neither of us can get in."

Iwasaki Taku seemed somewhat impatient. To him, breaking through with the people from these two schools was no different from carrying a burden.

"We each have our own responsibilities, there's no need to pretend to be partners."

“Iwasaki-kun, you’re joking. In that case, let’s split up.”

Fujimiya Moriharu had no objection and was too lazy to argue further, because he knew that the old stubborn man in front of him always relied on his strength and would not listen to anyone's opinions.

........

The next day, in the fishing village.

As promised, Zhang Jingqing arrived at the Celestial Master's Mansion with her disciples Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong.

Huode Sect, Shangqing Sect, and Tang Sect arrived one after another.

Inside the tent, it was filled with experts from various sects. Among the younger generation present, there were only seven: Chengzhen, Shuiyun, Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong, Lü Ci, and Yang Lie.

The young man in white robes standing beside the long table was a disciple of Yun Cang Valley, who reported on the search for over a thousand seabirds the previous night:

"Uncle Lu, esteemed seniors, last night at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), I found traces of those strange people from the East on Beixuan Island in the East China Sea."

"And afterwards, more seabirds were deployed to cover that area and monitor their movements. Currently, these people are attacking from three directions in three groups."

"If they are not intercepted, they could reach the coastal area and land today."

Having said that, he took a brush, dipped it in ink, and sketched three coordinates on the sea map laid out on the table.

"Unfortunately, my eyesight is dull and I have failed to distinguish their schools of thought."

Upon hearing this, the heads of the various families and leaders of the different factions all guessed the other party's intentions. It was clearly an open conspiracy, deliberately diverting their fighting strength in order to increase their chances of success.

While everyone was still weighing their options, Jiang Mo pointed to a coordinate on the blueprint and took the lead in expressing his opinion:

"This team will be handled by my Sanyi Sect to intercept and kill. As for the other two, I'll leave them to you all."

"Master Jiang, are you sure?"

The young man in white robes was slightly surprised, then said, "This team has thirty-two people. The sea area is vast, so this might be a bit troublesome."

"Yes, it's fine."

Jiang Mo lowered his eyes and smiled lightly. The sea was rich in water energy, which he could manipulate at will. It was undoubtedly an excellent natural location. As long as he encountered those Japanese, he was confident that he could capture them all.

The leader of the Huode Sect and the head of the Shangqing Sect had witnessed Jiang Mo's heroic bearing at Longhu Mountain and repeatedly expressed his approval.

No one questioned it, after all, this was a ruthless person who could even defeat the Quanxing Sect. Now he was famous in the circle and was regarded by many enthusiasts as the pinnacle of the righteous path. His strength was unfathomable.

Next, Zhang Jingqing and the Shangqing Sect Leader discussed briefly and reached a tacit understanding, selecting the team located in the uppermost sea area, and announced it to everyone:

"Then the Heavenly Master's Mansion and Shangqing will be responsible for this part, and the last one will be intercepted by you all."

"Okay, that works."

The Huode Sect, Yanwu Hall, the three families, and the Tang Clan gathered together, numbering nearly thirty people. They were confident they could intercept and kill the team of about twenty people.

"This is a navigational token. By following the direction of the feathers, you can reach the sea area covered by seabirds and find those Japanese."

The disciples of Yuncang Valley took out three black feathers that had been prepared beforehand and distributed them to Jiang Mo, Zhang Jingqing, and Tang Bingwen.

After they received it, Lu Xuan and the other two family heads, estimating that it was about time, stood up together, bowed, and said:

"The ships have been arranged, and you are all ready to depart at any time. We entrust the matters at sea to you."

"Let us unite in the face of national crisis and exterminate all the traitors!"

The crowd spoke in unison, their voices filled with chilling killing intent, determined to annihilate the entire army of the Japanese superhumans.

This will be the largest clash between the two nations in decades, with the tense atmosphere palpable even across the distant sea.

Before the meeting ended, Zhang Zhiwei came over to catch up with Lu Jin. The two stood outside the tent, arms around each other, whispering to each other.

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds covered the vast expanse, and the sea wind howled.

In an instant, the various factions responsible for intercepting the three teams boarded the ship.

"Buzz woo woo!!!"

With a deafening roar, the anchor was raised, and the two ships departed the port one after the other.

On a desolate cliff, waves crashed against the rocks, white spray flying up as Jiang Mo watched the ships on either side of him gradually disappear into the distance.

"Uncle-Master, do you think they can succeed?"

Chengzhen was also gazing into the distance, slightly worried. The strength of the Japanese supernatural beings was unknown, and anything could happen.

"Success or failure, victory or defeat is decided in an instant. I hope they succeed."

Jiang Mo twirled a black feather between his fingers. The tip of the feather trembled slightly, and an invisible force pulled Jiang Mo's finger toward the sea directly in front of him.

"Om-!"

Jiang Mo raised his right hand, and a transparent vortex appeared in his palm. He took out the guns, ammunition, and grenades stored in the Heavenly Kingdom and distributed them to his three disciples.

"Check that the gun is loaded. If you encounter a thief, just kill him. There's no need to leave any survivors."

"Understood, Uncle-Master!"

A storm was brewing ahead, with dark clouds stretching for miles. Jiang Mo exhaled a breath of Qi, and his hair instantly turned white as he entered the third stage of reversal. Crimson-gold Dao marks appeared in his eyes, and his five senses soared dramatically.

"Let's go, follow me and wipe out this chaos."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver light shot into the sky from the cliff. Jiang Mo, along with three disciples, broke through the heavy clouds and mist, swept across a large area of ​​sea, and continued to close the distance.

......

On a deserted island, three lifeboats were moored. After more than ten hours of sailing, Fujimiya Moriji led the thirty-one other Japanese assailants to jump off the ships and head towards the beach.

"What an annoying little thing, just following me from a distance."

Stepping into the icy seawater, Fujimiya Moriharu could not suppress his restlessness. He looked up at the sky, where hundreds of seabirds circled high above, closely following him as a storm approached.

Since I left North Suspended Island late at night, these things have followed me like vengeful ghosts, and their numbers keep increasing.

Even he couldn't expend the effort to eliminate them one by one from a distance of several hundred meters.

"Sir, a heavy rain is coming. Please come to the island for a while."

The ninja beside him said respectfully, "At the latest, we will reach the coastline tonight."

"Tonight? Those mainlanders might not give us that much time."

The seabirds high in the sky were silent, but this only intensified Fujimiya Moriharu's unease. He frowned and gave the order:

"Make sure everyone is ready for battle and not let their guard down. Our position is exposed and the enemy could attack at any time."

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded, just as he was about to turn around and instruct the other superhumans.

A rumbling sound came from the distant sky, and a dazzling silver light suddenly tore through the dark clouds, approaching with an extremely strong sense of oppression, like a meteor falling from the sky.

Instantly.

Fujimiya Moriji's expression changed drastically. In just a moment of eye contact, his skin went numb, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Enemy attack! Counterattack!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his hands forming hand seals so fast that the afterimages blurred.

"Ninja Technique: Yan Ming!"

Suddenly, his body burst forth with a burst of energy, and a massive fire dragon, forged from crimson flames, soared into the air and lunged upwards, colliding violently with the silver light that enveloped the human figure.

Chapter 103 Fire Line Across the Sky

"Ouch!"

The flames were torn apart and scattered, and the silver energy surged forth with unstoppable force, reaching the island.

"Dust explosion—!"

With a cold, sharp shout, Jiang Mo activated his true magic, and with a single hand, millions of grains of sand on the beach exploded instantly, like a powder keg thrown into a flame.

"boom!!!"

The dense sand exploded vertically upwards, sweeping across an area of ​​tens of meters. The howling wind was like a meat grinder, and several unsuspecting ninjas were torn to pieces, leaving bloodstains everywhere.

"Water curtain".

Fujimiya Moriya reacted quickly, changing his hand seals to create a curtain of water that blocked the sand and protected the ninja guards around him.

However, the amount of sand that burst out out of control was astonishing, and the water curtain was riddled with holes, collapsing in less than half a breath.

"Da! Da!! Da!!"

The ninjas' vision was obstructed by the smoke and dust, and their breathing rhythm was disrupted. Before they could even react, they heard a continuous barrage of ear-piercing gunshots.

Lines of fire crisscrossed and shot across, unleashing a torrent of firepower that caused some of the ninja to flee in disarray. Some were even killed instantly when bullets pierced their skulls before they could even form protective hand seals.

The M3 submachine gun's power was fully unleashed in the hands of the disciples of the Reverse Life Sect. Even with the magazine emptied, the muzzle didn't shake at all, and the recoil control was ridiculously stable.

The three, Chengzhen, Shuiyun, and Lu Jin, whose figures were obscured by the smoke, were all holding dual pistols and aiming at lone enemies, firing at them.

A ninja was on the edge of the battlefield, with no one to help him. He frantically formed hand seals, and green Qi condensed into a tortoise-shell-shaped shield to defend his vital points.

"Pfft!!!"

The Qi Shield was no match for the seven bullets that followed the same trajectory. It shattered when it was hit by the fourth bullet, and the remaining three bullets shot into the ninja's forehead.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Even more arrogant individuals wielded katanas, covering the blade with their qi, and repeatedly cleaved through bullets. Gradually exhausted, they tried to dodge when dozens of bullets came flying at them, but it was too late.

"Pfft!!"

The throat and brow were like soft paper, pierced by the shooting fire.

As his teammates were harvested one after another like straws, an elite ninja finally could not tolerate it any longer. He suddenly inhaled sharply, and exhaled the breath the instant he completed the hand seals.

"call--!"

As the tornado struck and the smoke cleared, four white-haired figures stood on the boundary between the sea and the land, instantly filling the ninja with shock and anger.

What shocked them was that these four people dared to intercept them, and what angered them was that these despicable mainlanders used firearms to surround them.

"The Trinity Gate?!"

The leader of the ninja clan, Fujimiya Moriji, was on guard. Surprisingly, despite being in a foreign country, he recognized the four people by the blue and white aura surrounding him and the characteristics of his frost-colored hair.

"You can speak Chinese?"