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Chapter 235 Forbidden Zone of Gods, One Wall Crushes the Japanese Grandmaster!

The capital city was shrouded in darkness.

At the entrance of a secluded alley, several dark figures disappeared into the shadows like ghosts.

The man at the head of the group was named Kurosaki Tatsuya. He was dressed in an elegant black kimono, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword at his waist. The scabbard was simple and unadorned, yet it exuded a bloodthirsty ferocity.

He is a grandmaster of swordsmanship from the East, and a powerful being who has awakened the "barrier-breaking" ability.

"Lord Kurosaki, intelligence indicates that the energy fluctuations of the 'Eastern Treasure' were last observed in this courtyard house." A team member lowered his voice, his tone tinged with fervor.

"It is said that a divine light once shot into the sky from this place, stirring up wind and thunder, but it fell silent in an instant."

"Divine light?"

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Kurosaki Tatsuya's lips, his eyes filled with contempt.

"It's nothing but a bunch of pretentious tricks."

"The legendary 'treasure' should rightfully be held by our Yamato people. As for the rats hiding inside, we'll just have to get rid of them."

His confidence was not unfounded.

He brought with him only the organization's elite troops, each of whom was a veteran of countless battles.

They approached the seemingly ordinary courtyard house silently.

The courtyard wall was gray and even looked somewhat mottled under the moonlight.

However, the closer they got, the clearer a strange feeling of palpitation became.

It felt as if the air itself had become thick and suffocating.

Something's strange.

Kurosaki Ryuya's eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "Is it a barrier, or a Chinese formation? Everyone, be on alert!"

He did not send his men to test him.

As a grandmaster, he had his own pride.

He wanted to tear open the tortoise shell himself.

Kurosaki Ryuya slowly drew his long sword, the blade gleaming with a frosty white light under the moonlight.

"Superpower, Break Through Barriers!"

He gave a low shout, and an invisible wave instantly covered the blade, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

This was a confident strike that could cut through a three-inch-thick steel plate!

"open!"

A flash of light, faster than the limits of the naked eye, and it slashed fiercely at the courtyard wall!

However, the anticipated scene of the wall collapsing did not occur.

Just a moment before the blade touched the wall.

There was no loud noise, no dazzling light.

Kurosaki Ryuya felt as if his sword had slashed into an endless void, all his power vanishing without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and incomprehensible terrifying force violently rebounded from the blade!

"puff--!"

Kurosaki Ryuya was struck as if by lightning, his entire body being thrown backward by a gentle yet irresistible force.

While he was still in mid-air, the force had shattered half of his bones, and his internal organs had turned into a mess.

"Bang!"

He slammed down like a lump of mud onto the alleyway ground a dozen meters away, the long knife in his hand breaking into several pieces and scattering all over the ground.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at the intact courtyard wall, a hissing sound escaping his throat, his eyes filled with extreme horror and bewilderment.

How... is that possible?

The team members were completely dumbfounded.

The Kurosaki-sama, who was like a god in their hearts, was... crippled without even touching the courtyard wall?

"Kurosaki-sama!"

The two team members rushed forward with cries of alarm, only to find their captain bleeding from all seven orifices and already lifeless.

Do not look down.

The others were terrified, a chill running from their feet to the top of their heads.

"A monster...a monster!"

"Run! This is hell!"

Fear completely shattered their defenses.

A group of people panicked and scrambled to escape the alley that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

yard.

Lin Fan lay on the rocking chair and slowly opened his eyes.

He picked up the teacup beside him; the emerald green tea inside didn't even cause a ripple.

He took a small sip, and the warm, mellow aroma of the tea spread in his mouth.

"Noisy."

He murmured something, his voice so soft it sounded like a dream.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Japanese superhumans who were fleeing for their lives in the alley suddenly froze.

Their expressions froze in the moment of greatest terror, and then their entire bodies, like sand sculptures weathered by the wind, silently turned into dust that was blown away by the evening breeze and completely dissipated.

The alleyway fell silent once more.

Only Kurosaki Tatsuya's still-warm corpse and a pile of broken swords remained as proof that they had been there.

Lin Fan put down his teacup, closed his eyes again, and continued to enjoy this rare moment of peace.

He knew that there was a larger organization behind this group.

But it doesn't matter.

Kill as many as come.

In his forbidden zone, making noise is a capital offense.