Chapter 4: The Wrath of Blue Lightning
Uchiha Touhuan's mission was simple: head to the northwestern border and eliminate spies from the Land of Earth.
After leaving Konoha, the three-man team sped through the forest. However, before they could even reach the mission zone, masked figures emerged from the shadows, surrounding them from all directions in a perfect encirclement.
"Anbu?" Uchiha Inahime's expression hardened as she scanned their attire.
"No, not Anbu. This is Root," Touhuan replied calmly, his hand gripping the hilt of his blade. "Prepare for battle."
"Damn it! What is the village thinking? Attacking their own shinobi?" Uchiha Zaito growled, drawing a kunai.
"Uchiha Touhuan... traitor to the village. Today, I will eliminate the cancer threatening Konoha," Danzo's sinister voice echoed through the trees, though the man himself remained hidden.
"You cowardly rat," Touhuan spat, his gaze full of disdain. "Still hiding in the sewers, I see?"
"Save your petty tricks, boy. You want to lure me out so you can use the eyes you stole from Shisui, don't you? But Shisui has already confessed everything. The village knows of your plot to steal his power and stage a coup. Surrender now."
"Touhuan, what is he talking about?" Inahime asked, her mind racing in confusion.
"Now is not the time for talk." Electricity began to crackle around Touhuan, sparks dancing off his skin. "Let's deal with these rats first."
"Understood!" Inahime and Zaito nodded, moving back-to-back with Touhuan. Their fingers moved in a blur: "Fire Style: Great Fire Dragon Jutsu!"
Two massive dragons of flame roared toward the Root blockade. The resulting explosions turned the front line into a furnace. While Danzo had brought elites, Inahime and Zaito were the best of the Uchiha—geniuses with Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
But Touhuan was on another level. Nine spheres of blue lightning, dense with chakra, condensed around him before screaming forward in every direction.
[Lightning Style: Lightning Ball]
A basic jutsu that even a Genin could master, but in Touhuan's hands, it was a death sentence. In the blink of an eye, ten Root ninjas were vaporized, their bodies vanishing into ash. Yet, the brainwashed soldiers didn't flinch. They charged over the corpses of their comrades, unleashing Water and Wind Style jutsu to counter the Uchiha flames.
"Killing Anbu? Touhuan, you truly have betrayed the Leaf!" Danzo's voice taunted again.
The only reply he got was a series of lightning bolts as thick as tree trunks descending from the heavens. The strikes reaped the lives of more Root ninjas, while Touhuan's spinning lightning spheres neutralized every incoming attack.
"Aren't you going to show yourself, Lord Danzo?" Touhuan chuckled, his voice echoing with power. "Or do you really think this Garbage can keep me here?"
"Arrogant brat..." Danzo sneered from the shadows.
"You're just a rat that can't face the sun, Danzo. A tool easily discarded by Hiruzen Sarutobi. You are unworthy of a divine power like Kotoamatsukami."
Suddenly, the ground groaned. Giant wooden pillars shot from the earth, forming a colossal hand that attempted to crush the three Uchiha.
"Wood Style?!" Inahime gasped.
The Uchiha duo tried to blast the hand with fire, but the wood wouldn't burn—it was reinforced with massive chakra.
"Stand behind me," Touhuan commanded.
In an instant, the Tomoe in his eyes spun, merging into the jagged pattern of the Mangekyō Sharingan. A surge of dark, oppressive energy erupted, manifesting into a skeletal black war-god covered in azure runes.
[Susanoo]
Touhuan's explosive lightning chakra surged into the war-god's hand, forming a longsword of pure electricity. With one clean arc, the Susanoo cleaved the giant wooden hand in two.
"Had enough, Elder Danzo?" Touhuan's voice was icy. "I didn't use this power from the start because I wanted to make sure you were all trapped. I intend to bury every single one of you here."
The sky above turned black. The steam from the Fire and Water Style collision had formed heavy storm clouds, swirling with unnatural energy. The Root ninjas looked up, their robotic faces finally showing a flicker of primal fear.
"Lightning Style: Kirin!"
Touhuan lowered his hand. A colossal beast of pure blue lightning roared from the clouds, descending with the weight of a god. The entire forest was engulfed in a blinding white flash. The Root ninjas had nowhere to run. Only a corner of the battlefield saw layer upon layer of wooden shields rising frantically to block the divine strike.
Minutes passed. The thunder faded, replaced by a sudden, cooling rain that washed away the stench of ozone and burnt flesh.
The wooden shields collapsed into splinters, revealing two figures. A masked guard collapsed, his heart failing from the effort. Next to him stood Danzo, leaning heavily on his cane, his bandaged arm dangling uselessly.
"Found you... Elder Danzo," Touhuan said from within his Susanoo, a bright, chilling smile on his face.
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