Ling Qingxue walked to the fallen demon sword Muramasa, channeled her immortal power into her fingertips to seal it, and then put it away. "This sword is too evil; it needs to be purified before it can be disposed of."

The battle ended quickly.

The core fighting force of the entire Yagyu Manor was wiped out, leaving only some low-ranking servants and peripheral personnel, who were already so frightened that they had fled in terror.

Zhang Shaozhong stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the mess and corpses on the ground, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The resentment that had been building up inside me from the constant harassment finally subsided.

"All done, that's it!"

He clapped his hands and laughed at the two women, "It seems that this so-called 'One-Sword Style of Water Drainage' is nothing special after all!"

Night Enchantress licked her lips, still savoring the experience: "What a pity, I didn't get enough! That old guy was too weak!"

Ling Qingxue then reminded him, "Husband, don't be careless. The 'Yamata no Shrine' that Yagyu Tajima-no-kami mentioned before his death might be a problem."

Zhang Shao nodded and made a mental note of the name.

However, for now, one of the problems has finally been resolved.

"Let's go down the mountain. Captain Su must be getting impatient."

The three of them did not linger and leisurely descended the mountain along the path they had come from.

Behind them, only a deathly silence and the ruins of Yagyu Villa remained.

This trip to Japan was swift and efficient, and yielded remarkable results.

What they didn't know was that at the same time as Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's death, deep within an ancient shrine in a remote mountain near Kyoto, amidst the swirling incense smoke, the eyes of a ferocious eight-headed serpent statue suddenly blazed with a blood-red light...