Facing the layers of encirclement, Qianyu did not retreat.
Instead, he charged straight forward.
His Sharingan had already locked onto the true culprits—the ones who had personally taken action.
And the katana in his hand finally erupted with blinding lightning!
Crack—!!
Deep within this pitch-black, hellish prison—
This was likely the first time such dazzling light had ever appeared.
But—
This was not light of hope.
It was the light of death.
Qianyu's three-tomoe Sharingan spun madly. With a single sweep of his gaze, every incoming attack was laid bare—perfectly clear, down to the smallest detail.
In his eyes, the overwhelming assault—like a furious tidal wave—slowed as if caught in a slow-motion frame.
Left. Right. Forward. Back.
His body moved like lightning, like a ghost weaving through the chaos.
Every attack missed.
At the same time—
The lightning chakra coating his blade finally detonated completely!
"Lightning Release Body Technique—"
"False Darkness Blade!"
Boom!!
With a sharp metallic cry, the katana stabbed straight through the throat of the first target.
Behind the mask, the man's pupils shrank violently.
Before he could even react—
His entire body went numb.
Then—
The lightning inside his throat exploded outward!
Crack!!
A soul-freezing sound echoed through the prison.
His throat, neck, and even half his skull were blown apart by lightning, flesh and bone scattering everywhere.
The severed edges were already charred black by the electric current.
"AAAAAAH—!"
Even these ANBU—who had slaughtered countless people in darkness—were utterly terrified.
"First."
Qianyu spoke calmly.
The next instant—
His body twisted violently, streaking forward like a bolt of white lightning.
The lightning-wrapped blade tore through the air, unstoppable.
Slash!
The second blade pierced straight through the second target's chest.
Boom!!
Lightning detonated again.
Heart. Lungs. Half the torso—obliterated into a massive bloody cavity.
The body stood frozen for a heartbeat—
Then collapsed.
"Second."
The depths of the ANBU prison had become a true battlefield of slaughter.
Not just the ANBU—
Even the murderers locked inside nearby cells stared in shock, trembling uncontrollably.
"He… he's a demon!"
"What kind of power is that?!"
The most terrified of all was the Hidden Mist female spy in the corner.
She didn't even know how Qianyu planned to deal with her anymore.
At this moment—
She even felt that suicide might be a better ending.
"Kill him!"
Someone roared in panic.
The ANBU finally exploded into full force again, attacking from every direction.
Slash!!
Another katana struck down.
Without even turning his head, Qianyu swung the False Darkness Blade backward.
Clang!!
Sparks flew, briefly lighting the rotten darkness.
The next instant—
Qianyu spun.
The blood-red light of his Sharingan flashed.
Genjutsu.
He wasn't skilled in illusions—
But the most basic Sharingan genjutsu was more than enough.
For a single instant—
The enemy's blade stalled.
That instant was enough.
Slash!!
Qianyu's lightning blade cut upward from below, severing the man's arm at the root.
This was revenge for Yamabuki's arm.
The victim barely regained consciousness before—
Lightning and chakra erupted from the severed limb.
Boom!!
Half his body exploded into mangled flesh.
"Third."
Blood soaked Qianyu from head to toe.
His own blood.
Their blood.
It was impossible to tell which was which.
He was injured.
He could not be untouched here.
This was ANBU territory.
None of these enemies were weak.
But the survivors all understood one thing—
If they didn't kill this monster now, they would all die.
Even in terror, they didn't flee.
"Wind Release—Wind Cutter!"
A blade of violent wind howled toward him.
Qianyu sneered, forming seals instantly.
"Fire Release—Dragon Flame Jutsu!"
Flames transformed into a roaring fire dragon, amplified by the wind blades and exploding outward in all directions.
The entire prison ignited.
Screams. Panic. Flames.
The Hidden Mist spy was engulfed as well.
Her chakra was completely sealed.
All she could do was scream and crawl.
At this moment, Qianyu's eyes were completely bloodshot.
Sharingan. Fire. Lightning. Genjutsu. Swordsmanship. Taijutsu.
Years of strength.
Years of rage.
All detonated at once.
"Fourth."
"Fifth."
Two more targets fell.
Only one remained.
Qianyu was heavily wounded now, flesh torn and bloodied.
But to the remaining ANBU—
He looked even more terrifying.
The final target finally broke.
Screaming, he turned and fled.
Qianyu leapt into the air, forming seals mid-flight.
"Lightning Release—False Darkness!"
A massive spear of lightning ripped through the air.
"AAAAAAH—!"
The last target was obliterated, reduced to charred remains.
Including the ringleader—
All seven conspirators were dead.
Still—
More than ten ANBU remained, tightening the encirclement.
Qianyu had no intention of escaping.
He snorted coldly, slashing once.
The prison bars around the Hidden Mist spy shattered into fragments.
He leapt forward, landing before her.
Bathed in firelight and lightning—
The woman was utterly broken.
"Don't… don't kill me…"
"I was born in the Bloody Mist… everything I did was forced…"
"Even framing your subordinates—I was forced by them… I'm a victim too…"
Qianyu laughed softly.
"Every villain has a reason."
"Why should I care?"
Flash!
Lightning and steel tore through her body.
A massive bloody hole exploded outward.
Ding!
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