Footprints of different sizes piled together, creating a complex and intricate pattern.

However, judging from the overall signs, it doesn't look like it has been in a battle.

"They seemed to be drawn together by something."

Yoruichi analyzed, "In the end, the group went to an unknown place. It seems that the other party anticipated that the Grim Reaper would come to investigate and deliberately disrupted the last traces."

"Then what happens next?"

Ru Yueming was completely in the dark and sought help from the clever girl beside him.

He's terrible at dealing with these things; he can handle killing people, but finding someone is a different story.

Fortunately, Yoruichi's greatest strength is intelligence gathering.

The two complement each other's strengths, which is enough to maintain a balance.

The girl bent over, gesturing wildly in the mud, occasionally forming strange hand seals, and traces of spiritual pressure emanated from her fingertips.

Before long, Yoruichi found a new clue.

"Hmph, as expected of me!"

"Erasing all traces isn't that simple."

As Yueming curiously observed Yoruichi, she saw Yoruichi crouching on the ground, her slender fingers constantly tracing patterns while she muttered incantations:

"The heart of the South, the pupil of the North."

"The fingertips of the west, the toes of the east,"

"Gather with the wind, scatter with the rain!"

"Binding Technique Fifty-Eight: Slapping the Toe and Chasing the Sparrow!"

The moment the words fell, the patterns drawn on the ground burst forth with dazzling light, and the intricate numerical symbols flickered and leaped in the light, as if conveying some kind of information.

Soon, the instant the numbers stopped flashing, Ye Yi's face lit up with joy, and he turned around and said:

"The location has been determined."

"West 348, District 57, North Rukongai"

Ru Yueming nodded in response: "Let's not delay, let's set off now."

The two immediately activated Instant Step, disappearing from their original spot and heading straight for the location locked onto by the Slap-Toe Chasing Sparrow.

…………

North Rukongai District 57.

Within the continuous mountain range, massive buildings are embedded in the mountainside.

Countless intricate ghostly patterns, along with a faintly visible barrier, covered the area above, concealing any trace of its existence.

Inside the building, dozens of black figures gathered.

Although they were all wearing shihachi uniforms, the fact that they didn't have team badges made their identities quite obvious.

Rebel forces.

"How many times have I told you, don't attack civilians! Don't attack civilians!"

Shenshan Dun's face was contorted with rage, his face full of scars, and he glared angrily at his subordinates, letting out a deafening roar:

"Our operation could very well be exposed by a bunch of useless trash. If the mission fails, we'll all have to commit seppuku!"

"Fool, trash, utterly stupid!"

In the empty, secluded environment, angry curses echoed continuously.

The subordinates were all meek and submissive, not daring to utter a word of rebuttal, for fear that their leader would vent his anger on them.

Only when the angry shouts subsided and Shenshan Jun calmed down did someone cautiously explain:

"Lord Shenshan, none of us have gone out during this period, so the disappearance of souls in District 54 has nothing to do with us."

Upon hearing this, Shenshan Jun was stunned, never expecting it to be like this.

"Yes, Lord Kamiyama, during the time you were away from Rukongai, we have been following the previous orders and no one has left the base."

Seeing that Shenshan Dun did not get angry, the others quickly chimed in, offering their own explanations.

In an instant, the room was in complete chaos.

"All right!"

A flash of anger crossed Shenshan Jun's eyes. "This matter ends here. Since the disappearance of the soul has nothing to do with you, then there's nothing to worry about..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of conversation could be heard from outside.

The demonic barrier covering the building can not only conceal its existence but also amplify external sounds, allowing those inside the stronghold to prepare in advance.

This is the secret demonic barrier of the Kamiyama family.

In an instant, the room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone held their breath and focused intently on distinguishing the sounds outside.

The first to speak appeared to be a young girl: "This should be the place."

"Are you sure?" The voice that responded sounded somewhat familiar, but Kamiyama Atsushi couldn't immediately recall its identity.

"Yes, my 'Toe-Striking Sparrow' technique has never made a mistake."

"Moreover, judging from the traces on the mountain, there is a discordant point in the northwest corner, which should be the result of the disguise of the ghost path barrier."

Upon hearing this, even the most oblivious rebels realized they had been discovered.

Just as everyone was tense, Shenshan Jun sneered, "No need to panic, those outside are clearly just a reconnaissance team."

"By the time they went back to report, we had already left the area."

However, before the words were finished, a deafening impact came from outside the barrier. The sound, amplified several times, echoed in the stronghold, causing the rebels to show pain on their faces.

Before Shenshan Dun could react, a loud bang resounded, followed by the sound of shattering. The barrier collapsed and disappeared, and even the roof of the building was smashed to pieces.

Bright sunlight streamed through the holes into the building, dispelling the darkness inside.

"Found you, you sewer rats!"

The rebels looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy standing on the edge of the broken structure, letting out a hearty laugh:

"One, two, three, four... sixteen."

"Yoruichi, keep an eye on them from the side, don't let them get away."

Before she could even speak, she saw Ru Yueming fall like a shooting star, leaping directly into the stronghold.

Shenshan Jun was the first to react. He immediately grinned and drew his sword to attack. His powerful spiritual pressure filled the stronghold, making it difficult for the people around him to breathe.

"Smash him, Ghost Gold Cudgel!"

The Zanpakuto changed in the light, transforming into a weapon resembling a spiked club the instant it struck down.

"Good thing you came!"

The fierce attack caught Ru Yueming's eye, and her fighting spirit soared. She clenched her right fist, producing a piercing shriek.

The sound of the muscles vibrating was like the plucking of a musical string, and a burst of air was generated.

Genryu - Hand-gesturing!

After Yamamoto's corrections, he had now overcome any minor discomforts, and his already perfect white-handed fighting technique was now unleashing unprecedented destructive power.

boom! !

Shenshan Dun felt an indescribably terrifying force flowing directly into his limbs and bones along the Ghost Golden Staff.

To the horror of the rebels, Lord Shenshan Dun, whom they had always feared like a tiger, was sent flying backward the instant of the collision, tracing a perfect arc in the air before embedding himself directly into the wall!

One blow, instant kill!

Without giving the rebels time to waste, Ru Yueming, like a tiger among sheep, perfectly displayed the characteristics of Yuanliu and acted with exceptional ferocity.

The sounds of collisions echoed continuously throughout the stronghold.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rebels, whose strength was comparable to that of elite Grim Reapers, were piled up into a small mountain.

The rebel stronghold was destroyed.

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Gazing at the mountain of rebel soldiers before him, Ru Yueming fell into deep thought.

The mission was completed too smoothly, making him feel somewhat unreal for a moment.

I felt like a character in a game, executing each step until the exclamation mark above my head turned into a question mark.

From the moment Yamamoto issued the mission to its completion, the entire process took less than a day.

Am I too strong?

As Ru Yueming gazed at her spotless hands, she temporarily accepted the idea.

Yoruichi vanished from the spot, casually picking up a still-breathing rebel soldier, and said:

"Who sent you..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the rebels' faces filled with terror, as if they had heard some indescribable horror. Black lines spread rapidly from their lips, instantly covering their entire heads.

Yoruichi's pupils contracted as she sensed the impending danger, and she instinctively threw the rebel soldier she was holding away.

boom!

Crimson fireworks exploded directly in the sky, dazzlingly beautiful.

"Very good, you've taken care of the only survivor."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and explained, "These people are rebel assassins; they have been implanted with demonic arts."

"If you are captured, the Ghost Path will be triggered, and then a scene like the one just now will occur."

"The Second Division has dealt with these kinds of people quite a bit. They usually deal with very important secrets or intelligence, which may even affect the course of the war or shake the foundation of the nobility."

As fellow nobles, Yoruichi, being one of the five great noble families, was naturally well aware of the underhanded dealings involved.

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