"Zhou Ming!"
Zhou Ting knelt on the ground, letting out a mournful wail.
He stretched out his hand, grasping futilely at the air, but caught nothing.
A cold blade, a cold corpse, a cold reality.
He was wrong.
He had always thought he was the strategist, the chess master, playing everyone in the world in the palm of his hand.
Only now did he understand that he, along with the entire Zhou Family, was nothing more than an insignificant pawn on soone else's chessboard.
A tiny plankton, destined ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ never to rise!
"Father!"
Zhou Ming's fourteen-year-old son, Zhou Xun, witnessed his father's tragic death, and his innocent eyes were instantly consud by bloodlust.
He let out a heart-wrenching roar, and with a burst of unknown courage, he charged out of the crowd like a madman, heading straight for Saito Mikado.
He was only fourteen this year, not yet a professional, just a Mortal.
How could a tiny Mortal contend with a powerful professional?
"No!"
"Xun'er, co back quickly!"
Zhou Ting scread weakly, his voice hoarse and filled with despair.
Saito Mikado's face held a hint of contempt, like a cat playing with a mouse.
He didn't even use the katana in his hand.
With just a casual wave, an invisible Saber Qi swept past.
Pfft!
The fourteen-year-old boy's charging body suddenly stiffened.
A line of blood spurted from his tender neck.
He couldn't even let out a scream before he fell heavily, the last spark of light in his eyes completely extinguished.
"Xun'er!"
Zhou Ting wailed again, his entire body collapsing to the ground, old tears streaming down his face.
For a mont, the Zhou Family's garden turned into a living Hell, with cries and wails rising and falling.
No one had expected that today would be the end of the Zhou Family.
They had thought the other side of the teleportation array was hope.
Now it seed that what walked out from behind that door was a group of demons from Hell.
In the distance, the Great Tengu, which was firmly suppressed by the Zhen Tian Seal, let out an unwilling whimper.
Its massive body shattered with a crash, turning into a pool of dark ink that dispersed without a trace when blown by the wind.
Pfft!
Zhou Feng could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood mixed with fragnts of internal organs spurted out fiercely.
His entire body swayed violently, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
When everyone saw his face at this mont, they were all horrified.
Zhou Feng's face was already covered in blood.
Crimson blood continuously seeped not only from his nostrils but also from the corners of his eyes, his mouth, and even his ear canals, staining a large area of his chest.
His eyes began to blur and unfocus, and his entire being seed to fall into a state of ntal Energy trance.
Seeing this, Saito Mikado let out a cold, wild laugh.
"Hahaha!"
"It seems that with your Mortal body, you can't control the power of a Divine Artifact at all!"
"Don't try to hold on any longer; just hand over the Zhen Tian Seal obediently!"
Zhou Feng shook his heavy head, forcibly breaking free from the dizzying sensation of the world spinning.
He raised his head, his blood-blurred eyes staring fixedly at Saito Mikado in the distance, his voice hoarse but each word like iron.
"You... dream on!"
Saito Mikado's gaze suddenly turned cold.
He gave a cruel order to the remaining unscathed ninjas.
"That Zhou Feng is at the end of his rope."
"Go, kill his Family mbers, give him more stimulation."
"Soon, he won't be able to hold on."
"Yes!"
A cold reply rang out.
The next second, rciless slaughter erupted among the unard Zhou Family mbers!
"Ah—!"
"Help!"
"Don't kill !"
Screams rose and fell, echoing through the sky.
Although Zhou Feng's subordinates were resisting with all their might, their numbers were already at a disadvantage, and they had to be distracted protecting their Family mbers, so they were quickly suppressed by the ninjas with their strange movents.
What's more, the number of Mortals among the Family mbers was simply too great.
Even the aftermath of the battle between the two sides was enough to take their lives.
A young woman from the Zhou Family, holding her young child, retreated in terror, but was caught by a ninja.
A cold flash of a blade.
The heads of the mother and child flew high.
Zhou Feng watched as his Family mbers fell one after another, watching those familiar faces turn into cold corpses before his eyes.
His eyes were completely consud by bloodlust.
An unprecedented killing intent, like a volcano that had been dormant for ten thousand years, erupted in his heart!
The Zhen Tian Seal in his hand, as if sensing its master's towering rage, emitted an unprecedented, dazzling golden light!
"I... will... kill... you!!!"
Zhou Feng let out a beastly roar that sounded inhuman!
He poured the last trace of his ntal Energy into the Zhen Tian Seal without reservation!
Buzz—!!!
The golden light was no longer suppression, but destruction!
A pure golden halo, centered on Zhou Feng, swept out in all directions like ripples of death!
Wherever the halo passed, space twisted, and everything turned to ash!
The Sakura Country ninjas who were wantonly slaughtering had their Hannya masks instantly lted by the golden light, revealing their terrified and distorted faces beneath the masks!
They didn't even have ti to let out a scream before their bodies instantly vaporized like ice and snow under the scorching sun, leaving no trace behind!
The teleportation array, which was flickering with spatial fluctuations, lasted less than a second under the impact of the golden halo before it shattered with a crash, turning into countless specks of light and completely annihilating!
The entire Zhou Family estate, under this world-destroying power, was like being repeatedly bombarded by countless heavy artillery shells!
Rockeries, pavilions, towers... everything, at this mont, was razed to the ground!
Saito Mikado's pupils constricted sharply; without thinking, he imdiately poured all his energy into the katana in his hand, holding it horizontally across his chest, trying to block this fatal blow!
Boom—!!!
The golden light slamd fiercely against his blade!
He felt as if he had been struck head-on by a rapidly moving mountain!
Crack!
A crisp sound!
The legendary katana that had accompanied him for decades actually broke with a snap!
Imdiately after, a terrifying, irresistible force slamd heavily into his chest!
Pfft!
Saito Mikado spat out a mouthful of blood, his body like a kite with a broken string, flying backward hundreds of ters in disarray, plowing a deep gully in the ground, and finally crashing into a pile of ruins, his life unknown.
When the dazzling golden light slowly dissipated.
The once luxurious Zhou Family estate had already beco a desolate ruin.
Only a few surviving Zhou Family mbers narrowly escaped.
Zhou Ting sat slumped on the ground, looking at the apocalyptic scene before him, his eyes hollow, as if he had lost his Soul.
And Zhou Feng, who had unleashed this earth-shattering blow, could no longer withstand the terrifying backlash of the Divine Artifact.
Zhou Feng's body swayed violently a few tis, and finally, slowly, he fell backward.
"Bang!"
Dust rose everywhere.
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..."
In the dead silent ruins, a faint, hoarse laugh suddenly rang out.
Not far away, Saito Mikado, clutching his caved-in chest, struggled to crawl out of the rubble.
His black kimono was already tattered, revealing scorched flesh underneath.
His equipnt had also fallen all over the ground because his Rank was forcibly suppressed.
Although his appearance was extrely disheveled, his hawk-like eyes burned with unprecedented fanaticism and greed.
He won.
In the end, he won.
"It's not yours, and you ultimately... can't bear it!"
"This Zhen Tian Seal... is mine!"
Saito Mikado, dragging his heavily injured body, walked step by step, slowly towards Zhou Feng, who lay on the ground.
However, just as he was less than a ter away from Zhou Feng.
Roar—!!!
A high-pitched, clear Dragon's roar, filled with supre majesty, suddenly exploded from the dim sky without warning!
Saito Mikado's movents suddenly stiffened.
His expression abruptly changed, and he suddenly looked up.
He saw a colossal Dragon, covered in black scales, circling in the sky.
Its Dragon eyes, like molten lava, looked down indifferently at everything on the ground.
And on the broad back of the Black Dragon.
A young man in a black noble suit, with silver hair fluttering, stood proudly.
Saito Mikado's heart, at this mont, sank heavily!
At such a close distance, he could clearly feel it.
The terrifying pressure emanating from the black Dragon in the sky.
This... Is this a true Hell-level BOSS?
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