"Zhou Ming!"

Zhou Ting knelt on the ground, letting out a miserable wail.

He reached out, grabbing vainly at the empty air, but could grasp nothing.

The cold blade, the cold corpse, the cold reality.

He was wrong.

He had always thought he was the chess player who orchestrated everything, playing with all the people 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 abandoned piece on someone else's chessboard.

An insignificant mayfly ultimately has no day to turn things around!

"Father!"

Zhou Ming's fourteen-year-old son, Zhou Xun, witnessed his father's tragic death with his own eyes, and those childish eyes were instantly swallowed by blood red.

He let out a heart-rending roar, and with courage from who knows where, he rushed out of the crowd like a madman, heading straight for Saito Mikado.

He was only fourteen this year, had not yet changed his class, and was just an ordinary person.

How could an insignificant mortal compete with a powerful Professional?

"No!"

"Xun'er, come back quickly!"

Zhou Ting shouted weakly, his voice hoarse and filled with despair.

On Saito Mikado's face hung a trace of contempt like a cat playing with a mouse.

He didn't even use the Katana in his hand.

Just casually waving his hand, an invisible Saber Qi swept past.

Puff!

The body of the fourteen-year-old boy rushing forward suddenly stiffened.

A line of blood spurted out from his tender neck.

He couldn't even emit a single scream before falling heavily to the ground, the last radiance in his eyes completely extinguished.

"Xun'er!"

Zhou Ting let out another wail, his whole body collapsing limply to the ground, tears streaming down his old face.

For a time, the garden of the Zhou Family turned into a living Hell, with cries and wails rising one after another.

No one expected that today would actually be the doomsday of the Zhou Family.

They originally thought that the opposite side of the teleportation array was hope.

Now it seemed that what walked out from behind that door was a group of demons from Hell.

In the distance, that Ōtengu, firmly suppressed by the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, let out an unwilling mournful cry.

Its huge body shattered abruptly, turning into a puddle of pitch-black ink, which was blown away by the wind and vanished without a trace.

Puff!

Zhou Feng could no longer hold on, violently spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

His whole body swayed violently, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

When everyone saw his face at this moment, none of them were not shocked in their hearts.

Zhou Feng's face was already covered in blood and filth.

Crimson blood lines continuously seeped out not only from his nasal cavity, but also from the corners of his eyes, the corners of his mouth, and even his ear holes, dyeing a large area of his chest clothes red.

His gaze began to become hazy and scattered, and his whole person seemed to have fallen into a trance-like state.

Seeing this, Saito Mikado let out a burst of cold, wild laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"It looks like, with this mortal body of yours, you simply cannot control the power of a Divine Artifact!"

"Stop pushing yourself hard, you might as well obediently hand over the Heaven-Suppressing Seal!"

Zhou Feng shook his dizzy head, forcibly breaking free from that dizzy feeling of the world spinning.

He raised his head, his eyes blurred by blood staring fixedly at Saito Mikado in the distance, his voice hoarse, yet every word was like iron.

"You... keep dreaming!"

Saito Mikado's gaze suddenly turned cold.

He issued a cruel order to the remaining uninjured ninjas.

"That Zhou Feng is already at the end of his tether."

"Go, slaughter his clansmen, give him a bit more stimulation."

"Very soon, he won't be able to hold on."

"Yes!"

The cold response sounded.

The next second, the ruthless massacre among the unarmed Zhou Family members abruptly unfolded!

"Ah——!"

"Help!"

"Don't kill me!"

Screams rose one after another, shaking the heavens.

Although Zhou Feng's subordinates were resisting with all their might, they were already at a disadvantage in numbers and had to be distracted to protect their clansmen, quickly being suppressed by those ninjas with bizarre movement techniques.

What's more, the number of ordinary people among the clansmen was simply too large.

Even just the aftermath of the battle between the two sides was enough to take their lives.

A young woman of the Zhou Family, holding her young child, retreated in panic, but was overtaken by a ninja.

A cold flash of the blade.

The heads of the mother and child flew high up.

Zhou Feng watched the clansmen falling one after another, watching those familiar faces turn into cold corpses before his eyes.

His eyes were completely swallowed by blood red.

An unprecedented killing intent, like a volcano that had been dormant for ten thousand years, erupted abruptly in his heart!

The Heaven-Suppressing Seal in his hand, as if sensing its master's monstrous rage, emitted an unprecedented, dazzling golden light!

"I... am going to... kill... you!!!"

Zhou Feng let out a beastly roar unlike that of a human!

He poured the last bit of Mental Strength in his body, without reservation, entirely into the Heaven-Suppressing Seal!

Hum——!!!

The golden light was no longer suppression, but destruction!

A pure golden halo, centered on Zhou Feng, swept across in all directions like ripples of death!

Wherever the halo passed, space distorted, and all things turned to ash!

The Hannya masks on the faces of those wanton slaughtering Sakura Country ninjas were instantly melted by the golden light, revealing faces distorted with terror beneath the masks!

They didn't even have time to let out a scream before their bodies were instantly vaporized like ice and snow under the scorching sun, not even leaving a trace behind!

That teleportation array flashing with spatial fluctuations, under the impact of the golden halo, lasted less than a second before shattering abruptly, turning into spots of light all over the sky and completely annihilating!

The entire Zhou Family estate, under this heaven-destroying power, was as if it had been carpet-bombed by countless heavy shells in turn!

Rockeries, pavilions, multi-story buildings...

Everything was razed to the ground at this moment!

Saito Mikado's pupils shrank sharply, and without thinking, he immediately poured all his energy into the Katana in his hand, holding the blade horizontally across his chest, trying to resist this fatal blow!

Boom——!!!

The golden light slammed fiercely onto the blade of his weapon!

He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed moving mountain range!

Crack!

A crisp sound!

That legendary Katana that had accompanied him for decades actually snapped in response!

Immediately following, an unstoppable and terrifying force slammed fiercely into his chest!

Puff!

Saito Mikado sprayed a mouthful of fresh blood wildly, his body flying backward in a sorry state like a kite with a broken string, plowing a deep trench on the ground, and finally crashing into a ruin, his life or death unknown.

When that blinding golden light slowly dissipated.

The originally luxurious Zhou Family estate had already turned into a messy ruin.

Only a few surviving Zhou Family members had managed to escape disaster by luck.

Zhou Ting sat limply on the ground, looking at the doomsday-like scene before him, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

And Zhou Feng, who had released this earth-shaking blow, could no longer endure the terrifying backlash of the Divine Artifact.

Zhou Feng's body swayed violently a few times, and finally, slowly, he fell backward.

"Bang!"

Dust rose everywhere.

"Hehe... hehehe..."

Amidst the dead silence of the ruins, a weak and hoarse laughter suddenly sounded.

Not far away, Saito Mikado clutching his collapsed chest, climbed out with difficulty from the pile of rubble.

The black kimono had long become tattered, revealing the charred skin and flesh inside.

The equipment on his body also fell all over the ground because his Level was forcibly suppressed.

Although his appearance was extremely disheveled, in his hawk-like eyes burned an unprecedented fanaticism and greed.

He won.

In the end, he won.

"Things that do not belong to you, you ultimately... cannot endure!"

"This Heaven-Suppressing Seal... is mine!"

Saito Mikado dragged his severely injured body, step by step, walking slowly toward Zhou Feng who had fallen on the ground.

However, just when he was less than a meter away from Zhou Feng.

Roar——!!!

A high-pitched, resonant Dragon roar filled with supreme majesty exploded abruptly and without warning from above the dim sky!

Saito Mikado's movements suddenly stiffened.

His expression changed abruptly, and he suddenly raised his head.

He saw a huge Dragon with its entire body covered in black scales circling above the firmament.

Its Dragon eyes, like molten lava, were indifferently overlooking everything on the ground.

And on the broad back of that black Dragon.

A young man dressed in black noble attire with dancing silver hair stood proudly.

Saito Mikado's heart sank heavily at this moment!

At such a close distance, he could clearly sense.

The terrifying pressure emitted from the body of that black Dragon in the sky.

This... is this a real Hell-level BOSS?