The bodies of Yanhong and Song Yuan shattered into countless fragnts under Shi Feiyang’s mighty blow, like wilting petals scattering into the snow-covered ground, as if they had never existed in this world.
Shi Feiyang’s gaze was as cold as a frozen lake. In this snow-covered area, he ticulously searched for any trace of Shi Ying, leaving no corner or snow heap unchecked.
However, Shi Ying disappeared silently into this white world like a wisp of smoke, leaving no trace to be found.
Shi Feiyang thought to himself that she must have skillfully used the complex terrain and chaotic situation to escape.
Despite this, he did not feel anxious. Deep in his heart, he was convinced that given their deep-seated enmities, they would et again sooner or later. When that ti cos, he swore to eliminate this evil woman to prevent any further threats.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang was filled with worry about Bai Zhi’s safety. His mind was entirely occupied with her well-being, leaving him with no desire to pursue Shi Ying’s trail.
Thus, he turned and resolutely set off in the direction of Flying Tiger Pass.
The news of Shi Feiyang’s return from the Red Water Poisonous Miasma Forest spread through Flying Tiger Pass like a whirlwind.
Hearing this news, the soldiers erupted in cheers, their jubilant cries deafening, breaking through the clouds and reaching the heavens.
Standing atop the pass, they waved their weapons, their faces beaming with the joy of victory.
In their hearts, Shi Feiyang was an unbeatable hero, their cornerstone, and their belief.
Upon learning of Shi Feiyang’s return, Qi izhen felt an imnse relief from the anxiety that had risen to her throat.
Tears of excitent sparkled in her eyes as she rushed toward Shi Feiyang, her every step filled with urgency and anticipation.
When she saw Shi Feiyang’s familiar figure, she could no longer hold back her tears, which stread down uncontrollably.
She threw herself into Shi Feiyang’s arms without hesitation, hugging him tightly, fearing that if she let go, he might vanish like an illusion.
Choking with sobs, she said, "Husband, you’re finally back. I’ve been worried about you every day, fearing that you would encounter danger outside, afraid that you would be hard."
Shi Feiyang’s fingers gently stroked through Qi izhen’s hair.
His voice was full of tenderness and comfort: "See, I ca back safe and sound, no need to worry."
Though Qi izhen’s embrace was so warm, Shi Feiyang’s heart remained burdened with an inescapable concern.
His formidable generals— "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, "Divine Archer" Miao nlong, "Water Serpent" Jin Liufu, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun— had left to search for Bai Zhi’s whereabouts and had not yet returned, without any news of Bai Zhi.
Shi Feiyang knew the dangers of Bai Zhi being alone, and the concern in his heart surged like a tidal wave, never once cald.
In the depths of the Hailong Duntun forest, Bai Zhi was cautiously executing a critical mission— to steal the defense map.
With her wit and courage, she skillfully bypassed nurous checkpoints and patrolling rebel soldiers, eventually locating the senior commander Hu Ya within the rebel ranks. The young Hu Ya developed a fondness for Bai Zhi, showing her the defense map of Hailong Duntun without reservation.
While inspecting the defense map closely, Bai Zhi cleverly invited Hu Ya to share a few drinks to ward off the cold.
Unbeknownst to him, Bai Zhi had drugged the wine, and after a few sips, Hu Ya fell into a deep sleep.
Bai Zhi seized the opportunity to take the defense map and quickly fled the scene.
However, she was unaware that a pair of sinister eyes had been spying on her from the shadows all along. This person was the Japanese agent Fujiwara Sonjirou, tall and clad in black ninja attire, with a sharp Japanese saber at his waist.
Fujiwara Sonjirou’s eyes were cold and sharp, like the chilling stars in the night sky, exuding an aura of killing intent that made one’s blood run cold.
The unique martial art mastered by Fujiwara Sonjirou, known as the "Iaido Blade Drawing Skill - Ten Moonlight Flashes," was a fad technique from Japan, renowned for its unpredictability and imnse power, almost unrivaled in the Bozhou region.
His sword-drawing speed was so fast that it was nearly impossible to capture his movents; the blade’s flash could easily take a person’s life in an instant.
Fujiwara Sonjirou’s appearance was, in fact, the real orchestrator behind Yang Yinglong’s rebellion conspiracy. His goal was to aid Toyotomi Hideyoshi’s Korean campaign, intending to break through Liaodong’s barrier via this operation, thus seizing the vast lands of the Central Plains.
Bai Zhi sensed an imminent threat. She wanted to leave this dangerous place quickly, but it was already too late. Fujiwara Sonjirou appeared like a ghost, wearing a cold smile on his lips, slowly drawing his Japanese saber.
Bai Zhi was startled, and she imdiately began to employ her witchcraft, hoping to fend off the impending attack.
As she chanted incantations, the air around her turned eerie and terrifying, and strange magical insects erged from the ground, charging toward Fujiwara Sonjirou like a swarm of commanded soldiers.
Despite Bai Zhi’s witchcraft, Fujiwara Sonjirou showed no fear. He let out a cold snort and imdiately used his special technique, "Iaido Blade Drawing Skill - Ten Moonlight Flashes." His form moved suddenly, his Japanese saber leaving its sheath in an instant, with the blade’s light as dazzling as the bright moon cutting through the night sky.
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