REVIEWS AND POWERSTONES PLSSS!!!!!Chapter 130: The Uchiha Army Returns
After the Uzumaki Clan's destruction, their legacy was divided among the major shinobi villages. This created an extremely serious problem.
Any shinobi village worth its name possessed some sealing techniques, even forbidden seal techniques. The Five Great Shinobi Villages obtained especially large amounts.
As Chiyo completed her seals, a phantom figure faintly appeared behind her—face like an evil demon, horns protruding from its head, a short blade held in its mouth.
That was the Death God summoned by Dead Demon Consuming Seal!
Upon completing the seals, the caster made a contract with the Death God. After the Death God devoured the sealed target's soul, the caster's own soul would also be consumed—thus classified as a forbidden technique.
At this moment, Yasushi hung mid-air, separated from Susanoo's protection with nowhere to dodge.
Though Chiyo was elderly, her hand speed remained extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, her seals nearly completed.
At this point, Yasushi couldn't afford to hide anything. He immediately pressed his chest, tearing open his outer coat to reveal an eye that had been hidden inside all along.
Chakra surged into the eye. That solitary eye suddenly opened wide—a Mangekyo Sharingan formed from three scythe-like blades spun wildly, locking onto Chiyo.
"Kamui!"
Intense spatial distortion suddenly manifested between them. That section of space resembled crumpled fabric—first caving inward, then beginning to rotate.
Surrounding scenery twisted like dough kneaded by invisible hands. Light suddenly became fragmented, as if the entire world had been thrown into a prism.
This spatial-level distortion was nearly impossible to resist. It instantly ground everything within that space to powder.
Whether Chiyo at the forefront or the phantom Death God's slowly extending hands behind her—both twisted into pretzel shapes in an instant, absorbed into another dimension.
Without Chiyo as the caster, Dead Demon Consuming Seal's effect immediately vanished.
"Alas!"
That phantom Death God released a regretful sigh mid-air, helplessly expelled from the shinobi world.
THUD!
Yasushi's body crashed heavily to the ground. He gasped in great heaving breaths, his heart pounding wildly.
This was perhaps the closest he'd come to death since awakening his Mangekyo.
That Death God's origins remained unknown, but even as a mere phantom, it brought him tremendous pressure.
If the Death God's hands had caught him, even bearing Mangekyo and Wood Release, he would likely have only one path—death.
Who was stronger between this Death God and Kaguya Otsutsuki?
This strange thought suddenly flashed through Yasushi's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.
He was still on the battlefield—no time to consider such idle matters.
When he raised his head, he saw distant Ebizo's face dark as water, seemingly completely unmoved by his sister's death. He merely pointed forward, ordering:
"Plan Twenty-Two."
The Sand shinobi immediately split into action. One wave surged toward Yasushi like a tide. Another wave turned and charged toward distant Haku and Karin who'd just landed.
"You're asking for death!"
Yasushi erupted in fury. His hands formed seals, slapping the ground. "You think you can bully us because we have fewer people?"
"Summoning Technique: Impure World Reincarnation!"
Instantly, the ground rumbled. Dozens of coffins slowly rose from the earth. The coffin doors opened—a group of red-eyed patients laughed maniacally as they leaped out.
"Haha... Finally, we're back again!"
"Has Konoha Village been destroyed yet?"
"Who are we killing this time?"
Yasushi pointed toward Haku's direction, shouting loudly:
"That red-haired little girl over there is called Uchiha Karin—a new member of our Uchiha clan!"
"Gentlemen, fight for our clansman's safety!"
"For our clansman!" All Uchiha simultaneously raised their arms and charged toward Karin's position.
Though already dead, having a leader gave the Uchiha even more drive than when alive.
They roared as they charged the front lines, charging directly through normally-lethal killing jutsu. During enemies' shocked moments, they cut them down with single strokes.
After the Konoha Village battle, they'd grown increasingly accustomed to fighting with Impure World bodies.
Moreover, their combat styles now leaned toward close-quarters combat—not only better leveraging Impure World body advantages but also better utilizing Sharingan advantages.
Because compared to using Sharingan to copy jutsu, close combat was actually the Sharingan's best application.
Dead Uchiha were still Uchiha. Genjutsu eyes remained genjutsu eyes.
In close combat, suddenly adding genjutsu to enemies, then trading life for life—battles ended in instants with incredible efficiency.
And most importantly, this fist-to-flesh, blade-to-blood slaughter method was simply... too exhilarating!
"Haha..." Uchiha Setsuna laughed wildly, charging headfirst through incoming needle rain, letting steel needles riddle his body like a sieve. He stepped forward and slashed a puppet down with one stroke, then his three-tomoe eyes rotated, making eye contact with the Sand shinobi behind the puppet.
The Sand shinobi's gaze glazed. He froze momentarily. His nearby comrade urgently punched him, crying out in alarm:
"That's an Uchiha! Don't look at their eyes!"
But everything was too late. Setsuna had already charged forward bodily. As a blade pierced through his body, he simultaneously sent his blade through that Sand shinobi's head.
Blood erupted skyward under carotid artery pressure, raining down like a blood shower mid-air, drenching Setsuna's head and face.
But the next moment, Setsuna dove headfirst into a Fire Release beside him, blocking this attack for comrades behind while creating an offensive opportunity—letting his comrade close in and cut down the Sand shinobi who'd sprayed fire.
When Setsuna reappeared, flames blazed across his body. Previous blood had long evaporated, leaving only a scorched black mark on his face.
His comrade behind showed no gratitude whatsoever, instead loudly shouting at him:
"Meddlesome bastard! Even without your help, I could've killed him quickly!"
"Haha..." Setsuna stood there laughing toward the sky, letting his body fragments slowly regenerate. He replied nonchalantly:
"With so many people here, naturally we should kill faster!"
Karin, protected behind Haku, watched this group of Uchiha fighting like madmen. Rather than fear, her eyes shone with excitement. She bounced up and down in place, calling out:
"The uncles are all so amazing!"
"As expected of the powerful Uchiha!"
It must be said, Karin really knew how to win Uchiha favor. After hearing her genuine, unaffected praise, all Uchiha clansmen developed fondness for this adorable little girl.
"Haha, this little girl really is our Uchiha clansman!"
"Look at her style—she's a natural-born Uchiha!"
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