656. Even Stronger / 657. Taking Out the Black-Clad Men

It read, "Kill him."

The back of the document actually recorded the origins of this mysterious organization, as well as its goal: destroy the entire world!

Looking at the words "destroy the world," Izayoi Sakamaki’s hand trembled slightly.

He could tell that this mysterious organization was not afraid of being discovered at all. In fact, they seemed impatient to be discovered.

If they were afraid, they would not have so brazenly revealed their identity like this.

Destroy the world? Heh. He would definitely stop this organization.

More Powerful

Izayoi Sakamaki sneered and put away the document. Since this mysterious organization was so arrogant, he could look into them later. An organization that wanted to destroy the world could not be allowed to remain. Surely plenty of people would be willing to join him in wiping them out.

Izayoi Sakamaki continued forward and found another map discarded on the ground at a corner.

He picked it up. The map marked nearby objects and place names.

This was truly like receiving a pillow just when he was sleepy. Izayoi Sakamaki followed the map’s markings forward.

The map’s final destination was a mountain. He was not afraid, though. Someone had deliberately thrown this map out for him to see.

As long as he had enough strength, the map was merely icing on the cake. The people luring him there were the ones who ought to be worried.

He compared the map as he traveled. It was accurate; the place names and the objects he passed were all completely correct.

After walking for about half a day, Izayoi Sakamaki finally reached the very top of the map, at the foot of a great mountain.

There were no markings beyond the mountain. He folded the map and tucked it into his clothes, then looked up at the mountain.

The mountain was extremely tall, blocking everything on the other side from view.

Izayoi Sakamaki narrowed his eyes. He always felt that the mountain gave off a terrifying aura.

Something must be waiting for him on the mountain, and beyond it was surely another entirely new world.

Without the slightest hesitation, he headed straight up the mountain. He wanted to see what the map had led him here for.

It did not take Izayoi Sakamaki long to reach the summit. This amount of exertion was nothing to him, and he was not even out of breath when he arrived.

The mountain was rather high, and he could not clearly see what lay on the other side. He looked out from the summit for a while before finally deciding to go down and take a look.

Just as he was about to descend, a group of black-clad men rushed out from the grass. Izayoi Sakamaki watched them warily.

It was obvious that these people were with the black-clad man from before. Even the curved blades hanging from their waists were identical.

It seemed that before he could seek out that arrogant organization, the organization had come looking for him first. That worked out perfectly.

The black-clad men surrounded Izayoi Sakamaki and drew the curved blades from their waists, clearly intending to take his head.

Izayoi Sakamaki refused to show weakness as well. He drew the curved blade he had taken from the earlier black-clad man.

He had originally planned to use the blade to investigate the organization’s whereabouts. He had not expected it to come in handy so soon.

The instant he displayed the curved blade, the black-clad men closed in around him as if they had been provoked.

"Whatever skills you have, use them on me quickly. I’m in a hurry," Izayoi Sakamaki arrogantly tossed out.

The black-clad men immediately charged at him upon hearing that. Such humiliation was simply unbearable to them.

This group of black-clad men used martial arts similar to that earlier man’s. Izayoi Sakamaki had confirmed that they belonged to the same organization.

After fighting the earlier black-clad man, he roughly knew how to deal with these people.

A prolonged battle would definitely not work. They had the advantage in numbers, so he needed another method.

Izayoi Sakamaki pulled away from the black-clad men, refusing to let them attack at close range. Once he opened the distance, the black-clad men seemed as though their strength had been weakened.

Without any effort at all, Izayoi Sakamaki slaughtered every last black-clad man.

Kill This Group of Black-Clad Men

Izayoi Sakamaki carefully searched the black-clad men for documents. Only then did he discover that they all carried identical sheets of paper, each bearing the same mission: kill him.

This organization really was arrogant. If it were anyone else, they would hide such things away, yet these people had deliberately brought them out for others to see.

After confirming that every person carried the same paper, Izayoi Sakamaki scattered them across the ground.

He already had one in his clothes, so there was no need to waste more time.

Just as he scattered the pile of papers, he suddenly saw another group of black-clad men climbing up from the foot of the mountain. Izayoi Sakamaki took a deep breath.

023 He hid behind a huge boulder beside the mountain, keeping his breathing steady and trying not to be discovered by the newcomers.

There were quite a lot of them. He had just dealt with one group of black-clad men, so he needed to buy as much time as possible to recover.

Izayoi Sakamaki had underestimated just how determined that organization was to kill him. They kept sending wave after wave of people.

He felt that the organization wanted to wear him down in a battle of attrition. After all, their ultimate goal was to take his head.

Before long, the group of black-clad men came up. The leader looked at the corpses on the ground and the papers scattered everywhere.

"Looks like he really has seen them. The higher-ups have issued a death order to hunt him down. No matter the cost, we must take his head."

The leader of the black-clad men spoke in a deep voice, exactly as Izayoi Sakamaki had expected.

"But the organization has already wasted so many people. That Izayoi Sakamaki is difficult to deal with. Should we really continue pursuing him? Will the organization blame us?"

One of the black-clad men behind him spoke with some concern.

"We have already paid such a terrible price. If we cannot even bring back his head, that is when the organization will truly blame us."

The black-clad leader was so stubborn that even Izayoi Sakamaki himself did not know what to say. He was speechless.

In his speechlessness, he failed to control his breathing and exposed himself.

"Someone’s behind the boulder!"

After saying that, the black-clad leader suddenly charged toward the boulder. Izayoi Sakamaki knew he could no longer hide and was forced to fight the black-clad men.

His stamina had already been greatly depleted, and the black-clad men before him were stronger than the previous group.

Izayoi Sakamaki felt the pressure. If this continued, the black-clad men might really achieve their goal.

He took a deep breath and, while the black-clad men fighting him were not paying attention, darted backward.

There was a forest not far from the mountain. He wanted to hide there for a while, at least until he could recover some of his strength.

No matter how strong he was, he could not withstand this kind of endless battle. Yet the black-clad men continued to pursue him relentlessly.

Izayoi Sakamaki was fast, but the black-clad men behind him were not slow either.

Moreover, their leader was highly skilled at tracking. Whenever Izayoi Sakamaki found a place and tried to stop and rest, they quickly found him.

Having no other choice, he could only grit his teeth and stop in the forest to fight this group of black-clad men.

The greatest difference between this group and the previous ones was their martial arts. Their techniques were far deadlier, and at times he could not even block their moves.

He finally felt real danger. Izayoi Sakamaki could only carefully receive the black-clad men’s attacks while considering what to do next.

This Black-Clad Man Was Very Strong

Seeing that he had nowhere left to retreat, Izayoi angrily looked at the black-clad men. "Are you really unwilling to let me go no matter what?"

The black-clad men looked at Liu Ye and the others, their eyes full of mockery. "That’s right. No matter what, we will kill you."

Seeing that he had no way out, Izayoi snorted coldly. He drew his sword and summoned an enormous fire dragon.

The fire dragon charged toward the black-clad men, baring its fangs and claws. Its body was massive, wreathed in raging flames, and it roared as it attacked them.

When Izayoi saw the black-clad men swallowed by the fire dragon, he relaxed slightly. But at that moment, he suddenly discovered that the black-clad men had vanished.

Izayoi froze. Then, the black-clad men reappeared where they had been before, their eyes full of ridicule and mockery, as though they were laughing at him for being an idiot.

Izayoi immediately panicked. Could these black-clad men truly be stronger than him? But he had clearly summoned a fire dragon. Why could it not kill them?

It seems these black-clad men have methods I don’t know about. My fire dragon cannot do anything to them. I need to use another move.

With that, he raised his sword and summoned waves of icy rain.

This was his ultimate technique, the Ice Rain Sword. This sword technique could use cold energy to freeze enemies. As long as they entered its icy range, they would be affected by the chill, their movements becoming sluggish and their speed slowing.

At that moment, he focused his thoughts and controlled the icy rain, making it fall upon the black-clad men.

As the icy rain fell over them, their bodies stiffened.

The icy rain landed on the black-clad men, slowing their movements considerably. However, he was not worried that they would attack him.

Sure enough, after being struck by his icy rain, the black-clad men all fell to the ground.

Yet at that moment, Izayoi discovered that those lying on the ground were not the black-clad men’s true bodies, but their substitutes. The real black-clad men had already appeared behind him.

The black-clad men were incredibly fast, rushing toward Izayoi in an instant. Izayoi hurriedly raised his sword to block them. This time, he finally succeeded.

The black-clad men looked at the young man before them, all wearing mocking smiles.

The black-clad leader said, "You cannot escape. Today, we will capture you and hand you over to our master."

Izayoi immediately became anxious upon hearing that. A powerful force erupted from within him, and he felt that he could destroy these black-clad men now.

With that thought, his sword techniques turned sharper. He swung dozens of sword energies in rapid succession.

Seeing this onslaught, the black-clad men dodged one after another. Their bodies spun through the air as they evaded the sword energies.

Izayoi had not expected the black-clad men to be so agile. For a moment, he could not find any openings in their defenses, and he grew anxious as his eyes remained fixed on them.

But at that moment, the black-clad men suddenly ambushed him from behind. One black-clad man’s fist struck Izayoi directly in the abdomen, causing him excruciating pain.

He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and his body slammed heavily onto the ground.

When he looked up, the black-clad men were standing before him, looking down at him from above. Their eyes were full of mockery, and when they saw that they had defeated him, they all burst into laughter.

At that moment, Izayoi’s speed suddenly increased. In an instant, he slaughtered every black-clad man. Then he discovered that one black-clad man had escaped, and he quickly pursued him.

Before long, the two began fighting.

A Large Dog Guard

Only after fighting this black-clad man did Izayoi discover that he was stronger than every black-clad man before him. Izayoi was actually somewhat unable to defeat him. Looking at the black-clad man, Izayoi said flatly, "I’ll spare you for now. Goodbye."

However, the black-clad man snorted coldly at Izayoi. "Spare me? You may want to spare me, but I have no intention of sparing you."

As the black-clad man spoke, his speed suddenly increased. He appeared beside Izayoi in an instant, then fiercely punched at Izayoi’s head.

Izayoi was startled. He had not expected this man to be so fast. Just who was this guy?

Although surprised by the man’s speed, Izayoi did not retreat. Instead, he charged forward and kicked out, striking the black-clad man hard in the chest.

With a crack, the black-clad man staggered back several steps, clutching his chest with a pained expression.

Izayoi looked at him mockingly. "With skills like that, you should get lost."

The black-clad man gritted his teeth at Izayoi. "You brat, you’re really arrogant! Let’s see how you die later!"

The black-clad man spoke.

Izayoi shook his head at the charging black-clad man. "It seems you are determined to seek death. In that case, I’ll send you to hell."

After saying that, Izayoi showed no mercy. His body flashed forward, and with a teleportation, he arrived before the black-clad man.

The black-clad man froze when he saw Izayoi rushing at him. This speed was far too fast.

Thud!

Izayoi’s fist slammed into the black-clad man, sending him flying as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, the black-clad man used his secret technique. His speed became even faster, and his strength increased as well. A red glow radiated from his body, making him look extremely strange.

Izayoi was startled when he saw this. This is bad. He actually used a secret technique. Once such a technique is used, even I cannot easily break it. It seems I have truly encountered an expert today.

Thinking this, Izayoi did not dare lower his guard. He hurriedly gathered all his strength and prepared for a fierce battle with this black-clad man.

At that moment, the black-clad man’s attack had already reached Izayoi. Feeling the terrifying power behind it, Izayoi hurriedly dodged.

The instant Izayoi left his original position, the black-clad man’s fist smashed heavily into the ground. The entire earth trembled, showing just how powerful that punch was.