Chapter 541: Victory or Defeat

"How much further?"

Lu Wushuang asked while running at full speed.

"Just ahead."

Nanako, lying on her back, answered while biting the bullet.

From the time Yamanaka Shikanosuke came to the door and the two left, to discovering that Li Miao was rushing toward Izumo Taisha, and the two following the trail until now, more than half the night had passed.

The eastern sky was already turning white.

The long night was about to end.

Lu Wushuang finally smelled the thick, bloody scent in the air ahead.

She flashed onto a giant tree nearby and looked out.

"Is that mountain Izumo Taisha?"

Nanako looked in the direction of her finger, carefully identifying the outline of the mountain outlined by the moonlight, and comparing it with her mother's description from her childhood, before answering softly.

"Yes, the summit is it."

"Got it, you wait here."

Lu Wushuang casually hung Nanako on a tree branch, not caring about her swaying and screaming in mid-air, flew down from the treetop, and ran toward Izumo Taisha with long strides.

When Li Miao was fighting Yamanaka Shikanosuke, she hadn't gone far, and she had heard their conversation clearly. So what Li Miao could deduce, she could also deduce.

It is known that two martial arts patriarchs came to Japan to deal with Shintoism, and both disappeared without a trace. And the time Izumo Taisha was built is close to the time Venerable Bodhidharma disappeared. Plus the news revealed in Yamanaka Shikanosuke's words...

Either Izumo Taisha is related to Venerable Bodhidharma.

Or it is related to the culprit who caused Venerable Bodhidharma's disappearance.

Li Miao left the two of them behind and rushed straight to Izumo Taisha overnight, which further proved her guess.

"My Lord... should be fine."

Lu Wushuang galloped to the foot of the mountain and paused. This sudden stop stirred up a patch of scarlet mud.

"This is... the Master's handiwork!"

Lu Wushuang slowly shifted her gaze.

She had never seen so many corpses; even coming from the Blood Clothes Tower, she had never smelled such a thick bloody scent. The air was soaked with blood, and her nasal cavity felt a bit sticky when she inhaled.

Corpses, a massive amount of corpses, were laid out along a path toward the mountain, disappearing at the end of her sight. Just a glance, and she estimated there must be hundreds of them.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Lu Wushuang couldn't help but shiver, but her face suddenly flushed, and she clenched her sleeves tightly.

"This is the real him."

"This, this, this is simply—too beautiful!"

Lu Wushuang leaped onto the steps, running up along the stone steps while scanning around, as if she were out for a spring outing.

"Pierced, torn, shattered, sliced."

"Heads, chests, abdomens, waists, limbs."

"Fists, legs, fingers, claws, weapons..."

"Too beautiful, too beautiful! This is the Master's true face, this is him! This is the person worth my heart!"

Lu Wushuang forcibly suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, stepped over Nigo Haruhisa's headless corpse, and stepped onto the stone steps.

"No sound?"

"No, that's not right... there is sound, but it's very small."

Lu Wushuang listened to the faint sound of fists and palms clashing ahead, feeling surprised in her heart. ===== CHAPTER 542 =====