Chapter 708

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Chapter 708: Three-Way Standoff

Lin Qiye stepped through the torii gate and immediately felt a dizzying sensation, his feet landing on the hard ground.

Before he could assess his surroundings, a fierce punch wind swept in from behind, sharp and menacing, aimed directly at his vital points!

Behind him, Wei Dong’s eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent!

Wei Dong had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

His original plan was to use psychological tactics to drive Lin Qiye and his companion away from that location. Even if he died, it wouldn’t matter much. However, if they insisted on coming here, Wei Dong would have a chance to counterattack.

This opportunity came from the torii gates.

Before Lin Qiye and his companion arrived, Wei Dong had already explored this wall of torii gates. He discovered that each torii led to a different location of an abandoned shrine.

In the best-case scenario, he could navigate through different torii gates with Lin Qiye and his companion, using the spatial transfer function to shake them off, and then find the signal transmitter and relocate in advance.

However, after observing for some time, he realized that Lin Qiye was very cautious and would never enter different torii gates with him. Thus, he had to settle for a secondary plan, using his advantage of entering the torii first to ambush Lin Qiye!

In a situation where they couldn’t use the Kazuki Blade, seizing the initiative to strike, Wei Dong felt confident he wouldn’t lose.

Unfortunately, after Wei Dong’s figure vanished into the torii, Lin Qiye had already anticipated this situation and was prepared.

At the moment the punch wind appeared, Lin Qiye’s mental perception had already pinpointed Wei Dong’s location. He suddenly crouched down to evade the punch and then twisted his body to kick backward!

At the same time, Wei Dong’s punch missed, and he retaliated with a whip kick.

Bang—!!

Their legs collided violently in mid-air, sending a gust of wind swirling.

As a member of the Xie Society and the most dangerous “paratrooper,” Wei Dong often had to carry out missions within various “human circles.” Due to the scrutiny of deities or divine artifacts, “paratroopers” themselves did not require a forbidden area, only needing strong physical fitness and professional operational skills.

Through his intense training, his physical abilities had become exceptionally strong, but even so, under Lin Qiye’s kick, his leg bone nearly shattered!

Ultimately, Wei Dong was just a trained ordinary person, while Lin Qiye possessed the physical prowess of the “Sea” realm and the enhancement of the “Starry Night Dancer.” In a sense, his physical capabilities had long surpassed the limits of ordinary people.

In excruciating pain, Wei Dong staggered, losing his balance, and was directly kicked away by Lin Qiye, crashing against a towering dark gray wall before falling to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled to stand up, his eyes filled with shock and confusion as he looked at Lin Qiye.

How could a Kazuki Blade master possess such strength?!

At that moment, Amamiya Haruki stepped out from the torii beside the wall. Seeing Wei Dong in a sorry state, he frowned, already guessing what had just happened.

“Not bad,” Lin Qiye said淡淡地.

Wei Dong stared intently at Lin Qiye, speaking slowly, “Who exactly are you? A Kazuki Blade master shouldn’t have this level of power…”

“How about you confess your identity first, and then we can talk slowly?” Lin Qiye pulled out a pixelated handgun, playing with it in his hand, and spoke coldly.

Wei Dong remained silent, and Lin Qiye also kept quiet.

The atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

In this small room, young people from three different factions—the Daxia Night Watchers, the Mist Xie Society, and the Japanese Kazuki Blade masters—stood in different corners, probing and suspecting each other’s identities.

Of course, Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki were already well-acquainted.

At that moment, the ground beneath them suddenly trembled!

…

Three minutes earlier.

In the Mist, at the bottom of the Japanese sea.

Jialan, Wu Xiangnan, and the Knight dove beneath the deep-sea mirror, exploring along the surface with beams of light shining from above.

Under the sea, the three could not communicate normally and could only convey information through gestures. The Knight glanced at the positioning device, pointed in a direction, and the three began to swim slowly toward it.

After an unknown amount of time, one of the beams of light passed over the mirror but did not reflect; instead, it was swallowed, leaving only darkness.

That was a gap in the deep-sea mirror, with a radius of over two hundred meters.

From the edge, the gap’s surface was smooth yet irregular, as if pierced by some sharp object, and beneath this gap lay endless darkness.

Wu Xiangnan turned to look at the Knight, who held the positioning device and gave him a thumbs-up.

The positioning device indicated that their target was right beneath this gap in the mirror.

Wu Xiangnan swam in front, ready to dive directly into the gap, but Jialan quickly grabbed him, rolled up her right arm, and made a “strong” gesture before swimming ahead of the two, diving into the gap first.

Although they had a positioning device to determine direction, it did not mean entering the gap was without danger, and among the three, Jialan was the least afraid of danger.

The three followed the gap in the mirror downward, and after an unknown amount of time, it felt as if they had passed through a thin film of bubbles, spinning dizzily before landing heavily on a hard bluestone slab.

Jialan was the first to stand up, and upon seeing the scene before her, she froze in place.

Before her was a wide bluestone road extending forward, leading to an unknown destination, flanked by deep gray high walls, and behind her was a strangely shaped massive vermilion gate.

They had just fallen out of this vermilion gate.

Following her, Wu Xiangnan and the Knight also tumbled out of the gate. They looked around, and after Wu Xiangnan removed his oxygen mask and confirmed that the surrounding air was breathable, he began to take off his heavy diving gear.

“Have we arrived at a ‘human circle’?” Jialan glanced at the faint blue aurora overhead and asked in confusion.

“Not sure,” the Knight replied, walking over to the side of the deep gray wall, gently touching the wall’s surface as if pondering something. “These walls are man-made, but they seem to have been here for quite some time…”

“The layout here is indeed in the Japanese style,” Wu Xiangnan pointed at the large vermilion gate they had fallen from and said, “This is called a ‘torii,’ usually set up near various shrines in Japan, primarily to distinguish between the divine realm and the mundane world inhabited by humans. It serves as a kind of barrier, representing the entrance to the divine realm, and can be seen as a ‘gate.'”

“The entrance to the divine realm…” Jialan murmured.

“So, this should be some shrine?” The Knight raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Our Xie Society is best at blowing up shrines and temples…”