Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1244 Golden Talisman Soul-Locking Array

Just then, dozens of dark figures suddenly sprang out from the shadows not far away. Takeda Koji and Chiya appeared silently with a group of ninjas.

"Cunning Chinese!"

When Takeda Koji saw Hattori Hanzo trapped inside, his face instantly turned red – he finally realized that Jiang Xiaochuan's previous escape was all a ploy to lure the enemy!

"Charge! We absolutely cannot let Lord Hattori be trapped!"

Koji Takeda roared and led his ninjas toward the formation, but was stopped by Chiya. "Lord Takeda, please don't be impulsive!"

"What do you know!"

Koji Takeda was already blinded by rage and flung her hand away: "If anything happens to Hattori-sama, we'll all die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged towards the formation, with dark shadows swirling behind him.

"We must not let them get close to the formation!"

Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, Jiang Xiaochuan spoke. He knew very well the key to the "Six Imperial Wind Locking Formation"—once it was interfered with by external forces, the formation's core was very likely to collapse.

Upon receiving the order, Feng Ji and Luo Gang immediately stepped forward, their powerful auras spreading outwards.

These ninjas, who constantly walk the line between life and death, instinctively sense deadly danger and can only stand still, ready to act.

Koji Takeda tried several times to rush forward to provide support, but the overwhelming pressure made his chest feel tight, and the two sides reached a stalemate.

Within the formation, the flow of energy intensified, surging wildly within the confined space.

Maintaining such a powerful formation must have been extremely costly.

Zhao Wuchen and the others were still able to hold on, but Tang Ran's face was as pale as paper, her lips were pressed into a straight line, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Ouch!"

Old Six stamped his feet, grumbling incessantly, "Is the Yan Brigade out of people? Making a young woman carry such heavy work!"

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have risked my old life rather than let the woman be on the front lines!"

The sixth brother paced anxiously, but Jiang Xiaochuan ignored him, his eyes fixed on the swirling light screen within the formation, his brows slightly furrowed.

He felt that something was off about this "Six Imperial Wind Locking Formation".

In contrast, Hattori Hanzo, standing in the formation, showed no sign of panic; instead, he tilted his head back and sneered:

"Yan Lü has really run out of ideas. Last time, I shattered this broken formation with a single palm strike. Do you still dare to bring it out again to embarrass yourselves?"

He slowly raised his hand, and wisps of black mist emerged from between his fingers, winding along his arm and growing thicker and thicker.

"The Chinese people just stick to the old ways and don't change. This land has fallen into your hands... what a waste!"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Zhao Wuchen let out a low shout, his hands forming hand seals so fast they were just afterimages, "Today, right here, I'll end your dog's life, you Japanese traitor!"

"Just you?"

Hattori Hanzo stomped his foot hard, and with a loud "thud," a thin crack appeared in the ground, and gravel bounced up.

The black mist in his palm instantly condensed into sharp claws, slamming them down on the light screen with a whooshing force—"Shadow Escape Sky-Splitting Palm!"

"boom!"

The claws slammed into the light screen with a dull thud.

The light screen trembled violently, and the previously faint and frantic flickering seemed to be about to go out, with even tiny cracks appearing at the edges.

Tang Ran's already swaying body suddenly tilted to the side, a sweet taste rose in her throat, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Hold on!"

Zhao Wuchen roared and, along with the other four grandmasters, simultaneously unleashed their life force. The light barrier instantly contracted, and the runes shone brightly, forcefully suppressing Hattori Hanzo's black mist.

Hattori Hanzo froze, not expecting the binding force of this formation to be several times stronger than the last time.

"You have some skill, but it's not enough!"

He grinned maliciously, chanting incantations rapidly. The black mist around him suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless tiny black shadows that swarmed towards the light screen.

The dark shadow landed on the light screen, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it were gnawing on something.

At the same time, the runes on the surface of the light screen darkened one by one, and black spots began to appear on the originally intact light screen, as if it had been corroded. The sound of energy leakage became clearer and clearer.

Zhao Wuchen and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they desperately poured their energy into the light screen.

"it's over!"

Hattori Hanzo let out a low shout and rapidly chanted obscure Japanese incantations, causing the black mist around him to suddenly boil.

The dark shadows that were gnawing at the light barrier instantly coalesced into a series of pitch-black short blades, their blades wreathed in a chilling death aura, and stabbed fiercely at the damaged parts of the light barrier!

This was his trump card ninjutsu, relying not on brute force, but entirely on the shadow blade formed by the condensation of death energy to tear apart the formation.

Dozens of shadow blades were unleashed simultaneously, silently, yet with a sharp whistling sound that cut through flesh, and were about to pierce a corner of the light barrier!

Just then, a change suddenly occurred within the formation.

The runes on the six light screens lit up simultaneously, without any extraneous halo, yet so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

The light barrier rapidly contracted, instantly solidifying into a tight golden cage that trapped Hattori Hanzo within.

The shadow blades that rushed forward melted instantly upon touching the golden cage, without even a spark, leaving only a few short hissing sounds.

Hattori Hanzo's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously raised his hand to slap the cage.

But the light flowing over the cage bounced back forcefully, and a burning pain shot through his palm.

"impossible!"

He stood frozen in place, his eyes filled with disbelief. "How could this formation counter my Shadow Escape ninjutsu?"

"Do you think we'll use the same methods to deal with you as before?"

Zhao Wuchen was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, and the energy in his palm was still continuously flowing into the formation. "The leader has long since modified the formation. This 'Golden Talisman Soul-Locking Formation' is your death cage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden cage contracted again, and a faint light crept out along the cage walls, wrapping around Hattori Hanzo's limbs.

Hattori Hanzo felt a heaviness all over his body as a vast and powerful force surged into his body, forcibly dispelling the deathly aura surrounding him.

His ninjutsu was based on death energy and shadows. Now that his foundation was being countered, the black energy in his meridians instantly reversed, as if countless small snakes were gnawing at his meridians, causing him to convulse in pain.

Hattori Hanzo's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhao Wuchen, trying to form hand seals again to activate the forbidden technique.

But the moment he had that thought, the black energy in his meridians surged violently, making it impossible for him to even form a complete hand seal.

"Do not!!"

Hattori Hanzo's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he was about to risk severing his meridians to activate the forbidden technique and cause the mutation to recur!

"Pfft—!"

With a muffled thud, the Grandmaster Li, who was guarding the northeast direction, suddenly clutched his chest and collapsed limply to the ground.

He had no wounds on his body, but his face was strangely bluish-black. Not only were his meridians tightly locked, but even his internal energy was blocked in his dantian and could not circulate.

The attacker clearly didn't intend to kill him; he only wanted to limit the power of his array's core.

What alarmed everyone even more was that the chilling, deathly aura in the air had not dissipated.

Zhao Wuchen and the others scanned their surroundings with their spiritual power and could clearly sense a faint aura lurking in the shadows.

They neither approached nor left, but simply watched the battle from the sidelines.