The Blade-Wielding Legend

Buzz!

The Ruyi Treasure Pearl was taken out, and a faint light immediately cast in all directions.

Under the suppression of this Divine Artifact, the Night Crying Man finally quieted down a bit, no longer going berserk.

Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan glanced at each other, their expressions solemn.

They knew that this item could only temporarily suppress; unless the root is removed, the hidden danger will not dissipate.

Moreover, the Ruyi Treasure Pearl cannot be used for a long time, otherwise it will attract covetous Ghost Gods.

Thinking of this, Li Yan turned to look at the army camp below, his gaze slightly cold:

"The things there are most likely related to the Artificial Demon God..."

......

Elsewhere, in the Ranger Camp.

Everyone stared dumbly at the front, feeling chills all over.

It was not until the strange cries from the army camp faded that they swallowed.

"S-scatter..." someone said dryly.

The rangers, as if granted amnesty, each retreated back to their tent huts.

The camp quickly quieted down, leaving only the crackling of bonfires.

Kong Shangzhao gave a signal with his eyes and quickly left with Sha Lifei, disappearing into the darkness.

The two hunched over, using the cover of night to quietly make their way back to the hiding place on the hill.

"The situation is not good."

Kong Shangzhao sat down behind a rock, lowered his voice, and relayed the sights and sounds from the Ranger Camp, particularly the mad words of the drunk samurai and the strange noises coming from the distance in the black-pitched hut.

He also specifically mentioned the one-eyed wanderer revealing that the "Ghost Soldiers" held in the army camp need to be fed with human blood.

Soldiers on night duty often hear non-human, non-ghost speech from the cage, and several have gone crazy because of it.

Sha Lifei shook his head and added, "There are at least four to five hundred rangers in the camp, a mixed lot. But those people are terribly afraid of the things deep within the army camp. From how they act cowardly, it’s not like they are pretending."

After listening, Li Yan pondered for a moment, his gaze directed toward the valley camp below, where sparse lighting mingled with the looming Evil Qi.

The pointer on Wang Daoxuan’s Turtle Shell Compass was still trembling slightly, pointing to the depths of the army camp.

"The protective array is not weak,"

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and said, "When that green lantern lit up earlier, the compass sensed a noticeable wave of yin energy, which is not ordinary military alertness but resembles an Imprisonment Array set up using Japanese Divine Path Secret Techniques combined with Yin Sha."

"We must go in and take a look!"

Li Yan immediately got up, speaking in a deep voice; "What exactly are those ’Ghost Soldiers’ and whether they are linked to the changes in the Night Crying Man, and the setup of the Jianmu Organization in this place, can’t rest until I see it with my own eyes."

They all knew this endeavor was dangerous.

The army camp occupies a vast area, tightly guarded, with unknown evil things and magicians stationed.

But the clues point here, and the Night Crying Man’s state is unstable, delaying could lead to changes.

"I’ll infiltrate with the Escape Technique," Li Yan looked at everyone, "You provide support outside, Sha Lifei and Lv San pay attention to movements on high ground, Daoist and Mr. Kong keep an eye on spell fluctuations. If I don’t exit in an hour, or if there is fire in the camp, act according to the previously discussed support plans."

Everyone nodded and prepared separately.

Sha Lifei checked his Flintlock Gun and spare new-style fire thorns.

These were specially approved military equipment from the Crown Prince Mansion when they left Guangzhou Prefecture, with considerable power but limited in number.

Lv San whispered a few words to Li Dong, and the hawk silently soared into the night sky, watching from above.

Wang Daoxuan took out several Hidden Qi Talismans, distributed them to everyone to wear, slightly concealing their presence.

Li Yan walked to a leeward place, facing the direction of the army camp, and took a deep breath.

"Nuogao! Innocent Taisu, Ren and Gui Essence. Inner resonates with the kidney, outer resonates with Mercury..."

He executed a mantra with both hands, reciting a Magic Spell in a low voice, gradually enveloping himself with a barely visible veil of misty water vapor.

In the night, his figure began to blur and become transparent, eventually melting into the damp air, leaving only a faint, almost imperceptible shadow, drifting down towards the army camp.

North Emperor Mysterious Water Escape, drawing on the essence of the North Emperor’s Water Control, the caster merges into Water Element Spiritual Energy, vanishing traceless.

Li Yan seemed to transform into a wisp of cold night mist, clinging to the ground, floating toward the army camp with the wind.

Nearing the outer fence of the camp, he immediately felt resistance.

It was not a physical obstacle but an invisible barrier tinged with a faint scent of incense and a cold, sensing presence.

Indeed, arrays had been set up around the army camp.

Li Yan focused closely, and as he scrutinized, he saw bundles of Shimenawa tied at intervals on the fence posts.

They had collected intelligence in advance and therefore recognized it.

This was a rope used in Shintoism to delineate boundaries or sacred areas, often adorned with paper streamers, with Imperial Coins folded into specific shapes and papers inscribed with spells hanging.

The ground seemed ordinary, but in Li Yan’s Water Escape state, the flow of Earth Energy in certain areas felt unusually sluggish.

There were marks of Earth Techniques, likely indicating ninja lurking.

It being the military camp, he dared not be careless, pushed the Escape Technique to the limit, almost transforming into an invisible flow of water, along the shadows of the fence, seeking the weak point in the array’s energy flow.

Shinto boundaries primarily aim to purify and expel Evil Spirits, and are not particularly sensitive to Li Yan’s orthodox Mystical Sect Water Escape Technique, but the addition of ninja-laid warning traps required extra caution.

He avoided several patches of grass and stones with obvious ninja markings and circled around an altar beneath the watchtower with a faint scent of sandalwood incense, where the camp’s guardian deities are enshrined.

Finally, at a corner of the fence near a stream, Li Yan found an opportunity.

The Shimenawa here was slightly slack, and the surface mist was more abundant than elsewhere.

Perhaps the array’s maker thought the natural barrier of the water flow sufficient and became somewhat lax.

He gathered all his Qi, fully blending his form into the mist rising from the stream.

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