Chapter 59: Shadow Magic Secret Technique, Departure from Tokyo
"Ding! You have successfully killed Gorgon God. Mechanic and Warrior classes gain 700 experience points."
"Ding! Reincarnator: Jiang Feng, you have killed Gorgon God and obtained 550 Reincarnation Points."
Along with the two pleasant system notifications, the once-mighty Gorgon God of the Hand Association had completely lost his life.
His massive body fell heavily into a pool of blood, bones shattered, facial features twisted and deformed.
It was obvious that Jiang Feng's mountain-like iron fists had literally pounded him to death.
Blood gushed continuously from the seven orifices of his head, forming a glaring red pool on the ground, completely announcing the fall of this Hand Association powerhouse.
Even though Gorgon God was quite strong and held a high position within the Hand Association, before Jiang Feng — a man who might as well be a walking cheat — there was no chance of resistance.
Unless he reached the level of Thor or the Hulk, he would only end up being crushed.
As Gorgon God collapsed with a thunderous crash, the entire headquarters of the Hand Association in the island nation lost its final line of defense.
The remaining small-time ninjas were swiftly annihilated by the Iron Legion, wiped out like leaves scattered by the autumn wind.
Not even a single intact corpse remained.
At this moment, deep inside the eerie and mysterious underground cavern, there was no longer any living being except for the victor — Jiang Feng.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, a grim reminder of the brutal massacre that had just taken place.
"Ding! Reincarnator: Jiang Feng, you have successfully completed the mission — 'Wipe Them Out!' Reward: One selectable item from Hand Association techniques."
As the final system prompt echoed, a glowing interface appeared before Jiang Feng's eyes, visible only to him.
On this selection screen, three glowing options appeared — each representing one of the Hand Association's forbidden secret arts.
[Option 1: Black Void Creation Technique]
An evil forbidden art that forcibly injects the power of demons from hell into a chosen target, granting them strength beyond human limits — even resurrection from death.
However, there was a major flaw: the chosen one might forever fall under the control of some malevolent being.
[Option 2: Hell Sacrifice Ritual]
A complete demonic summoning ritual that channels the dark powers from the depths of hell through blood sacrifices.
But Jiang Feng had already acquired a copy of this technique when he killed the Five Fingers, so it was nothing new.
[Option 3: Shadow Magic Scroll]
A collection of forbidden spells related to stealth, assassination, and mental manipulation — the dream of every ninja.
Whether for infiltration, assassination, or controlling minds, its effects were nothing short of extraordinary.
"Interesting," Jiang Feng murmured, eyes flashing with understanding. "Looks like the rewards include not only the Hand Association from the movies but also content from the comics."
Techniques like the Black Void Creation and Shadow Magic were indeed signature abilities from the comic version of the Hand Association.
However, during all his previous battles — whether against the Five Fingers or Gorgon God — none of them had used such secret techniques.
After pondering briefly, Jiang Feng made up his mind.
He already had the Hell Sacrifice Ritual recorded on a human-skin scroll, so another copy would be redundant.
And though the Black Void Creation Technique was powerful, its risk was far too great.
The so-called "Black Void" was essentially a puppet corrupted by demonic forces, easily controlled by beings from hell.
Jiang Feng had no intention of planting such a dangerous seed within himself just for temporary strength.
In comparison, the Shadow Magic — which could be strengthened through self-training — was far safer and far more practical.
"I'll choose the third reward," Jiang Feng said decisively, his voice echoing through the cavern.
The moment he made his choice, a mysterious surge of energy rushed through his consciousness.
Countless complex and obscure insights flooded his mind like a raging tide — the cultivation method of Shadow Magic.
Compared to his previous mastery of the Qi Killing Fist, this forbidden art was far more profound and intricate, filled with dark arcane theories that could drive an ordinary person insane.
However, for a well-traveled Reincarnator like Jiang Feng, such extraordinary power was not beyond comprehension.
"Compared to things like Super Soldier Serum or the Arc Reactor, this one's actually quite simple," he muttered, assessing it silently.
While this world's supernatural powers were mysterious, once you got to the essence, they weren't nearly as complex as high technology.
Whoosh!
After digesting the new knowledge, Jiang Feng launched himself skyward. The thrusters of his Iron Man suit spewed blazing flames, propelling him out of the underground cavern.
As he resurfaced, brilliant sunlight bathed his armor, reflecting dazzling metallic brilliance.
Above stretched a sky of deep blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds drifting lazily. A gentle spring breeze brushed his face, carrying the fresh scent of earth and grass.
Such beautiful weather stood in stark contrast to the blood-soaked battlefield below.
"Tsk tsk… What a perfect day," Jiang Feng smirked, glancing toward the distant urban skyline gleaming under the sun. "A perfect time to start a little fire."
Since he had completed his mission of wiping out the Hand Association, he might as well do something he'd always wanted to try before leaving the island.
With that thought, Jiang Feng casually sent out a short message.
Then he soared toward Tokyo — the bustling metropolis not far from Kyoto.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of Lake Biwa, the luxury Rolls-Royce still waited silently.
The young hostess in charge of receiving Jiang Feng looked visibly weary.
To ensure she could welcome the guest at any time, she had maintained perfect posture beside the car — not daring to rest for even a moment.
After all, as a top-tier service professional, she knew the importance of maintaining an excellent customer experience.
"Hm?"
The driver sitting leisurely in the front seat suddenly frowned, taking out his vibrating phone.
"How strange… Mr. Jiang just sent a message saying we don't have to wait for him anymore."
A puzzled look crossed his face.
"He said he's already left Kyoto and is heading elsewhere."
"What?"
The girl was stunned and quickly checked her own phone. Sure enough, the same group message from Jiang Feng appeared on the screen.
"That's impossible! We've been standing here the whole time and never saw Mr. Jiang come out. How did he leave?"
"I know, right?" the driver muttered, looking toward Lake Biwa in disbelief. "There's only one entrance here. Unless Mr. Jiang can fly…"
They exchanged confused looks, unable to make sense of it.
Little did they know, Jiang Feng was already thousands of meters above the ground — flying at supersonic speed toward Tokyo, leaving behind only a faint, almost invisible trail among the clouds.