In the center of the armor is inlaid a strangely colored purple jade.

He is equipped with two standard sabers, one long and one short, on his waist, and wears a black mask as long as a bird's beak, revealing only a pair of bright pupils.

Judging from their height and body shape, these people are either tall or short, male or female.

They were either standing, sitting on a kneeling rock, or squatting on the ground. Their eyes under the black beak masks stared unblinkingly at the forest ahead.

Clang!

The blade fell into the soil.

Ichiji gently pressed her hands on the hilt of the Kusanagi sword stuck in the snow. Snowflakes fell on her shoulders and her long black hair, bringing a slight chill.

The red three-magatama Sharingan looked straight ahead with a calm expression. In the cold and cruel environment, there was no wavering in his eyes.

"How close are they to getting here?"

The ninja squatted on the ground, touching the ground with his black-gloved fingers.

A tender tree bud broke through the soil and stood firm in the wind and snow.

"About six kilometers."

After getting this answer, without any warning, blue chakra spewed into the sky like an out-of-control volcano on the surface of Yi Ji's body. Then this torrent of chakra quickly turned into rolling flames, making the entire space,

All were enveloped in high temperatures.

The cold wind that rages across the land cannot invade.

The snowflakes covering the ground also began to melt, and drops of water were emitting scalding heat.

A giant warrior burning lava rises from the ground, his eyes are as bright as the flames of the sun, and he holds a flaming sword in his hand.

The warrior raised the flaming sword, and the sword grid extended to both sides, turning into a cross sword.

Immediately, the sword grid bent backwards, and a golden flaming bowstring connected the two ends of the revolving sword grid, forming a bow that could shoot from a long distance.

"There are now less than five kilometers left."

The voice came again.

The warrior was like a living creature, spewing hot white steam from his nostrils, making the surrounding blizzard inaccessible and exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Ichihime held the hilt of the Kusanagi sword with one hand, pulled the sword out of the soil, and raised it straight forward.

The three magatama's Sharingan began to release a blood-like luster.
Chapter completed!