Suppressing Shukaku
The silver-white figure leaped erratically at the foot of Black Tail Mountain like a bolt of lightning. Sakumo held a short sword, his swordsmanship, honed through countless trials, as steady as a rock. He frantically slashed at the throats of the Sand Ninjas, his dark eyes faintly veiled with a thin layer of blood mist, his cold face like an iceberg that had never melted.
The murderous aura was chilling! It terrified everyone!
The Konoha ninjas were terrified, their legs trembling. In the blink of an eye, the Sand Ninjas, who had been so murderous just moments before, began gushing blood from their throats and collapsed one after another like dominoes.
"So fast! So ruthless!"
Compared to Sakumo's speed, the ruthlessness with which he struck was even more terrifying.
Sakumo held nothing back, going all out to wipe out the Sand Ninja on Black Tail Mountain. He treated everyone equally, regardless of age or gender; in his eyes, they were all dead!
Even if he's not dead now, he will be soon!
When Chiyo received the news that Sakumo had set foot on Black Tail Mountain, Chiyo sighed heavily. All her scheming was ultimately no match for Konoha's absolute strength. White Fang alone was worth an entire army, not to mention the Konoha Jonin who followed him. This was a force capable of turning the tide of the battle.
Moreover, since Sakumo is here, it proves that Kamizuru Otto is either dead or has escaped. There's no point in persisting any longer.
"Damn it, is the heavens really not giving my Sand Village any hope at all?"
Chiyo was filled with resentment. Chiyo had been too kind to Konoha. The young and innocent faces of Katsuki, Minato, and others flashed through her mind. There were just too many geniuses in Konoha. The flames of jealousy gnawed at her heart.
If it weren't for Katsuki intercepting Shukaku and the Four-Tails, Black Tail Mountain would have been flattened by the Tailed Beasts long ago. If it weren't for Minato single-handedly holding off six Jonin Sunagakure, with that force, combined with Rasa, they could easily have destroyed all of Konoha's resources. If it weren't for...
"Well!!"
Chiyo bit her tongue hard, a metallic sweetness filling her mouth. The stinging pain jolted her awake from her meaningless, delusional fantasies. She glanced at Makita, who was battered but still struggling, and without a word, she turned and left, urging the surrounding Sand Ninja to retreat.
The most urgent task now is to preserve the Sand Village's remaining strength, not to lament here.
Watching Chiyo away, Makita coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body went limp like a noodle, and he collapsed to his knees. He had only managed to hold on until now thanks to his willpower. Once he relaxed his mental state, he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
With the gathered Sand Ninja in tow, Chiyo found Rasa.
Upon hearing Chiyo's order, Rasa felt as if he had been punched hard in the head, leaving him stunned.
He was just a hair's breadth away from defeating Katsuki's clone. The warehouse where Konoha stored supplies would have been wide open for him, allowing him to do whatever he wanted. But that tiny distance was now an insurmountable chasm in his eyes.
"Rasa, retreat quickly!!"
Chiyo's tone became more forceful, revealing an unyielding resolve.
"Hateful!"
A furious roar of resentment echoed in the ears of the Konoha members. Rasa glared fiercely at Katsuki's clone, and the Gold Dust Flow suddenly wrapped around Rasa, rushing towards Chiyo at lightning speed.
Under Chiyo's orderly command, the Sand Ninja forces quickly launched a retreat, decisively sacrificing some older Sand Ninjas whose potential had been exhausted, just to delay Sakumo's advance. They retreated with Rasa and the other young people in a manner similar to a lizard shedding its tail.
Before Sakumo arrived at Black Tail Mountain, Otto's men found Katsuki fighting Roshi.
"What did you say? That idiot Otto went to fight White Fang all by himself? Has he lost his mind?" Roshi roared, feeling extremely frustrated.
Otto is Ōnoki's eldest son, and his talent and strength do not disappoint his birth. Ōnoki has high hopes for him. If Otto were to die here, Roshi's face would twitch. He already has a falling out with that stubborn old Ōnoki, and now a fight is inevitable. He doesn't think Otto will come back alive.
"Go and notify all battlefields to withdraw their personnel!"
"Yes!"
No one questioned Roshi's orders. White Fang had left too deep a shadow in their hearts, and they couldn't expect to get rid of their White Fang in a short time. Moreover, they themselves knew very well that this war against Konoha, which they had allied with the Sand Village, was already a loss. After witnessing the terror of White Fang, and with their Jinchuriki they relied on, failing to achieve the desired results, defeat was inevitable.
Roshi stirred up the lava lake, sending lava balls flying through the air to cover the departure of the nine Stone Ninja. At the same time, he began to think about how to escape. After learning about White Fang's situation, he had lost his will to fight and now had to consider how to get the troops away safely as much as possible.
"Thank goodness we had this silly raccoon to take the blame!"
With a relieved glance at Shukaku, which was frantically spewing storms, Roshi's mind raced. He slowly sank into the lava lake, and in his place, a clone took over to continue the attack.
Are they trying to run away?
Roshi's actions did not escape Katsuki's notice, but he did not intend to stop him. After all, fighting two opponents at once was also very difficult for him. He was eager to focus on dealing with Shukaku, and defeating them one by one was the right way.
"Lightning Dragon."
Katsuki Yue raised her right hand, and blinding lightning flashed. As her right hand fell, the dragon-shaped lightning bolt rushed towards the lava lake below, drawing a winding and strange path in mid-air. After smashing several lava balls that blocked her way, it plunged directly into the lava lake. The violent lightning shuttled through the lava lake, stirring up waves of crimson lava.
The Shadow Clones left behind by Roshi were swiftly and decisively annihilated.
"Now we can finally give this big raccoon a good lesson!"
Katsuki narrowed his eyes, watching Shukaku spewing storms and flying sand. He lightly stomped his foot, and the Thunderclap Chariot emitted an even louder roar, unleashing a torrent of powerful lightning that had been gathering in the dragon's head.
Great Thunderclap!
The silver lightning bolt nearly tore the sky apart, breaking through the storm controlled by Shukaku and striking his shoulder heavily. His entire arm was forcibly severed, falling to the ground and turning into a small mountain formed by quicksand.
Shukaku, in pain, roared even more frantically.
"Thunder."
Having held back his energy for so long, Katsuki unleashed a barrage of lightning bolts, raining down on Shukaku without giving him a chance to breathe. Now that no one was interfering, he could finally have some fun.
Lightning slowly peeled away Shukaku's body. The speed at which the quicksand could recover couldn't keep up with the speed of Katsuki destruction. Shukaku's huge body was like an onion, with each layer peeled away until the Jinchuriki hidden deep inside was revealed.