Storm Descends

News of the Third Raikage's death spread throughout the Shinobi World.

The world was shaken.

Currently, apart from the Third Kazekage of Sunagakure who has remained in office, the other four major ninja villages have all appointed a Fourth Kazekage as their leader.

Sunagakure.

The hundreds-of-meters-high rock walls protect the village like an iron barrel, and the area that was destroyed by the Katsuki has long been restored to its original state thanks to the hard work of the Earth Release ninjas.

The Sand Ninja on duty stood on the stepped rock face.

"Pah! What the hell? The wind's picked up again! The storm just passed a couple of days ago, and I'm already covered in dust this morning! Ugh, what bad luck!"

In the distance, a yellow storm churned like clouds and smoke on the horizon, and the dust it stirred up slowly advanced like a thousand-meter-high wall.

This scene was very familiar to Kan'in Shi; he had seen it countless times in his twenty-two years of life.

Black Storm is coming.

But this is a good thing.

At least, when the Black Storm rises, Sunagakure is at its safest.

No one can operate against the Black Storm. Faced with such overwhelming power of nature, human existence seems incredibly insignificant. Even ninjas are but a drop in the ocean; they would be blown away the moment they stepped outside in such weather.

The rock walls surrounding Sunagakure seemed unnecessary to ninjas from other countries.

For ninjas, natural barriers are hardly of any use.

However, only the Sand Ninja knew that the main purpose of this 300-meter-high and 80-meter-thick rock wall was to protect the village from the Black Storm.

You have to understand that when the Black Storm is at its fiercest, Taiseki weighing hundreds of kilograms can be blown into the sky! Without the rock walls to stop it, Sunagakure would have been buried by sand countless times over.

"Si, let's get down the wall and go warm up by the fire in the cave! This damn weather is getting colder every day."

His companion shouted.

The Black Storm was too conspicuous. From the moment it was noticed, the highest-ranking officer of the guards gave the order, and the guards on the rock wall retreated in an orderly manner, hiding in the holes carved out of the rock wall to continue their sentry duty.

Kan'in Shi, Jonin was also one of the leaders in the guard force, so his treatment was naturally different, and he didn't have to line up like the Chunin.

Before leaving, I glanced at the approaching Black Storm, but suddenly spotted two small black dots moving rapidly in the desert.

His heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, he remembered the old stories his father had told him: the calamities that ravaged Konoha, how he used the faces of the Sand Ninja as a stepping stone to create a living legend in the Shinobi World.

"No way!"

Kan'in Shi stopped and took a step back.

He took the binoculars out of his pocket and looked at the two black dots.

The black robes fluttered in the wind, and red patterns could be faintly seen on them. The distance was too great to make out their faces, but one could be vaguely identified as having blond hair and the other as having black hair.

"Something's up!"

Kan'in Shi roared.

The Sand Ninja who were moving suddenly fell silent, Jonin leaped up and gathered around Kan'in Shi, all taking out their binoculars to look into the distance.

Where? Where? It's not here.

"Si, are you seeing things?"

"There's nothing to worry about, don't be too nervous. You can get a good night's sleep once we're inside the cave!"

My boss is very considerate.

However, Kan'in Shi's face turned deathly pale, and he suddenly lowered his head to look at the rock wall beneath his feet.

"Carefully"

Before he could finish speaking, a hand shot out from under his feet and grabbed his ankle. He was instantly like a duck with its neck caught in its throat, unable to utter a single word.

Because he saw a pair of crimson eyes, with black Tomoe swirling around them, like a vortex that was about to swallow his soul.

"Enemy"

"Bang!"

In an instant, the seven Jonin and sixty-eight Chunin who remained around them all exploded.

Black iron spikes crisscrossed, blasting his entire body into countless flying pieces of flesh, leaving large pools of blood smeared on the rock wall, slowly flowing downwards.

Apart from Kan'in Shi being pulled into the Genjutsu, all the Sand Ninja who remained on the rock wall and did not enter the cave were killed.

"Boom! Boom!"

A slight sound came from the rock wall beneath our feet.

Fortunately, with the wind howling and the Black Storm closing in, no one in Sunagakure expected that someone would attack the village at this time.

Therefore, the changes on the rock face went unnoticed for a time, but of course, they would eventually become apparent.

"All resolved."

The boy had beautiful blond hair tied into a topknot, and a smug smile on his face.

All the Sand Ninja in the cave in the rock wall were dealt with; their heads were blown off, but their torsos remained intact.

"Wow, that's fast! No wonder he's a genius!"

Uchiha Genso lit a cigarette, reached out and pulled Kan'in Shi in front of him, "Deidara, wait a moment, see if you can get any useful information out of this guy."

Once trapped in the Genjutsu, Kan'in Shi was unable to extricate himself. Even as Jonin, he was no match for Uchiha Genso's Genjutsu.

Within a minute, Kan'in Shi had revealed everything he knew.

"The One-Tail Jinchuriki is in the village. Looks like we're in luck!"

Uchiha Genso tossed aside Kan'in Shi, who was still trapped in the Genjutsu, and left him in a pool of blood, ignoring him completely. Instead, he smoked a cigarette and glanced at Deidara with a smile.

"Senior Genso, leave the One-Tail Jinchuriki to me."

Deidara excitedly licked his lips, and two bright red tongues also stuck out from the mouths in his left and right hands. The sight of the three tongues licking back and forth sent a chill down Uchiha Genso.

However, he didn't try to compete with the child.

Since his opponent wasn't from Konoha, he wasn't particularly interested.

"Then I'll wait here for good news."

Uchiha Genso exhaled a smoke ring, looked at the approaching Black Storm, and added, "Hurry up, the storm will probably be here in about ten minutes. It's best to take care of the target within ten minutes and bring him here. Be careful not to get entangled with the Sunagakure."

"I won't keep you waiting long, senior."

Deidara pulled his right hand out of his waist pocket, opened his mouth in his palm, and spat out a white mud ball that transformed into a large white bird with a bang.

Riding a giant bird, they soared into the sky and headed towards the location of the One-Tail Jinchuriki.

"Black Storm! This awful weather is unbearable; we have to go out to work."

Uchiha Genso took a couple of puffs of his cigarette, only to find his mouth filled with sand. Annoyed, he tossed the cigarette butt into the pool of blood at his feet, where it hissed out.

He picked up a piece of iron spike, dipped it in blood, and drew a simple house on the ground.

Then Hand Seals and cast the spell.

"Earth Release, a transformation through action."

A stone hut was instantly formed. The hut had no windows on three sides, but had an exit on the side facing away from the Black Storm.

"Hopefully, that kid Deidara will succeed."

Having taken refuge from the sandstorm inside the house, Uchiha Genso leaned against the wall, listlessly lost in thought. (To be continued)