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After doing all this, he dispelled the aura from his face and returned to his original appearance.
He didn't rush to infiltrate the main battlefield, but patiently waited in this ancient battlefield ruin.
He was waiting, waiting for the best time to enter the market.
He's also waiting, waiting for someone he knows will definitely come.
Chapter 62 First Encounter in the Woods
The night was as dark as ink, shrouding Mianshan Mountain in a deathly silence.
Zhang Yunyuan moved silently through the mountains and forests like a nimble cat.
He concealed his aura to the extreme, almost blending into the surrounding vegetation and rocks.
Instead of rushing to find the main force of the Tang Clan, he patrolled the perimeter of the battlefield like a patient hunter, clearing out the lone "prey".
He soon discovered a hidden outpost of the Japanese army.
Two ninjas hid in a huge ancient tree, using the dense foliage to blend perfectly into the darkness.
Their breathing was long and almost imperceptible; if it weren't for the extraordinary sensitivity of the Primordial Dao Qi to these strange Qi auras, it would have been almost impossible to detect them.
Zhang Yunyuan did not alert them.
He moved to a clever angle, and a wisp of lightning, as thin as a cow's hair, quietly condensed at his fingertips.
He flicked his finger, and the bolt of lightning silently shot through the air, precisely piercing the back of one of the ninjas.
The ninja's body stiffened abruptly. Before he could even utter a sound, the violent lightning energy instantly destroyed his meridians, severing his life force. He slumped softly off the tree.
The other ninja was terrified and was about to issue a warning.
A sharp blade formed from golden light silently emerged from the shadows behind him and slashed across his throat without a sound.
Clean and efficient, without a trace of worldliness.
Having taken out the two sentries, Zhang Yunyuan was preparing to continue deeper into the area when suddenly an idea struck him, and he abruptly turned and hid in a dense thicket of bushes.
He sensed that a group of people were rapidly approaching from not far away.
The leader's aura was ethereal and otherworldly, yet it possessed a unique charm that encompassed all things, giving him a strange sense of familiarity.
He held his breath and peered through the gaps in the leaves.
Under the moonlight, a group of more than ten people were standing in an open space, discussing something in hushed tones.
The man in the lead was about forty years old and was wearing an ordinary gray long gown.
He has a free and unrestrained temperament, with a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes are as clear as a mountain spring.
It was none other than Wugensheng, the acting leader of the Quanxing Sect!
Beside him stood a tall, stout man, almost twice as wide as Wu Gensheng.
The man was shirtless, revealing rock-solid muscles and crisscrossing scars. His entire body exuded an intense, overwhelming aura of murderous intent, as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Zhang Yunyuan knew that this person was none other than Liang Ting, the "White Swan," one of the most ruthless and murderous masters in the Quanxing sect during this era.
Although I already knew from the original work that Wugensheng would come and even gather the power of Quanxing to fight against the Japanese pirates.
But when he saw the battlefield with his own eyes, a battlefield littered with blood and flesh, and personally felt the patriotism that permeated the mountains and fields, he realized how powerful he was.
When Zhang Yunyuan saw Wugensheng, whom the entire righteous path regarded as a "demon," appearing on the front line of the fight against the Japanese pirates with his group of disciples who were also regarded as "demons," he couldn't help but be deeply moved.
How should we define good and evil?
Perhaps Master is right; it only resides in the human heart.
Zhang Yunyuan stopped hiding and slowly walked out from the bushes.
"who?!"
Liang Ting noticed the commotion immediately, turned around abruptly, and stared intently at Zhang Yunyuan with his copper bell-like eyes. His murderous aura suddenly erupted, like a fierce tiger about to devour its prey.
"Don't be nervous, we're on our own."
Wugensheng smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.
He looked at Zhang Yunyuan walking over, his face revealing undisguised joy.
"Yun Yuan, you brat, you actually came!"
Wugensheng strode forward and gave Zhang Yunyuan a big bear hug.
Zhang Yunyuan smiled and patted him on the back.
"How could I miss out on such a lively event?"
He glanced at the Quanxing disciples around him, whose expressions varied but all held a hint of scrutiny, and said to Wugensheng:
"However, this time I am here in a personal capacity."
He paused, his voice not loud, but exceptionally clear.
"Yun Yuan, a rogue cultivator who came to fight against the Japanese pirates after seeing injustice on the road."
Wugensheng was incredibly clever; he understood his meaning in an instant.
This is because they don't want to involve Longhu Mountain; they want to shoulder all the consequences themselves.
His eyes showed even more admiration, and he laughed heartily:
"Excellent! What a fine rogue cultivator, Yun Yuan! I like him!"
He pulled Zhang Yunyuan along, pointing to the imposing, burly man beside him and introducing him:
"Come, let me introduce you. This is Liang Ting, a veteran of the Quanxing Sect, nicknamed White Swan."
"This is Yun Yuan, my close friend whom I mentioned to you before!"
When Liang Ting heard the words "close friend," a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He looked Zhang Yunyuan up and down, as if trying to discern some extraordinary ability from this still somewhat immature young man.
Wugensheng traveled far and wide, making friends all over the world, but this was the first person he could call his "closest friend".
However, he didn't ask any more questions, but simply nodded to Zhang Yunyuan in a deep voice as a greeting.
That terrifying murderous aura had also subsided considerably.
"How's it going?"
Zhang Yunyuan got straight to the point.
Wugensheng's expression also turned serious.
"not too good."
"The Tang Clan has already infiltrated, but this time they came prepared. They have laid a trap in Mianshan and set up formations to conceal their presence."
"These strange Japanese people are hiding in the army; we have no idea where they are."
"Those ten heroes of the Tang Clan are probably finding it difficult to move an inch now."
He glanced at the area shrouded in darkness deep within Mianshan Mountain, his expression turning somewhat solemn.
"I brought men here to create an opening on the flank and give them an opportunity."
"but……"
Wugensheng shook his head.
"We still don't have enough manpower. The enemy's defenses are watertight. We tried to probe them a few times, but we lost several brothers each time."
Zhang Yunyuan nodded, having made up his mind.
He glanced at Wugensheng, then at Liang Ting, whose murderous aura was subdued, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:
"In that case, we must change our strategy."
Wugensheng's eyes lit up.
"Oh? What do you think?"
"The enemy has set up an impenetrable fortress, simply to trap and kill our scattered forces one by one."
Zhang Yunyuan analyzed.
"The more we disperse and launch attacks, the easier it is for us to fall into their trap."
"You mean we should join forces?"
Liang Ting interjected in a muffled voice, his brows furrowed.
Zhang Yunyuan shook his head.
"If we combine our forces, we'll make too large a target, which is exactly what they want."
"What I mean is, rather than trying to achieve everything at once, we should focus on a single, decisive move."
He looked at Wugensheng with burning eyes.
"With the two of us working together, we can figure out their core defenses without alerting anyone, and even find the exact location of that ninja leader."
"Liang Ting can provide support from the outside. With his strength, even if we are accidentally exposed and someone comes after us, we will be able to get away."
This plan was both bold and precise, maximizing the strengths of the three individuals.
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Liang Ting's large, bell-like eyes.
"This method sounds good."
The three reached a consensus on this matter.
Wugensheng turned around and made simple arrangements to the Quanxing disciples behind him, instructing them to wait on the perimeter and await Liang Ting's unified command, and not to act rashly without orders.
After making the arrangements, he looked at Zhang Yunyuan again.
"Yun Yuan, be careful."
"You too."
The two didn't say anything more, but just stared at each other intently.
In those eyes, there was trust in each other's strength, as well as an awareness of the impending danger.