Blood Dragon Eye and Blood Dragon Art!

## Chapter 45: Blood Dragon Eye · Blood Dragon Art!

Bang!!

The core of Uzushio Village's barrier was littered with corpses and blood.

Oyakishiro Go stepped on a person's head, crushing it like a tomato. He shook his foot in disgust to get rid of the bloody pulp, then turned to Nakayoshi behind him.

"Hey, fatty, you done yet?"

His tone was rude, but Nakayoshi didn't react. He just kept his head down, deciphering the barrier, and muttered, "Please don't rush or interrupt me. The Uzumaki Clan's barrier is more intricate than I thought."

"Tch, hurry up then." Oyakishiro Go leaned against the wall, bored, while calculating their time.

As one of the few remaining members of the Chinoike Clan, he was burdened with their so-called responsibility, a feeling only he could truly understand.

After all, they were just stray dogs who fled from the Land of Lightning to the Water Country, with no power or courage to refuse the Third Mizukage's request.

"Tch! If it wasn't for my son..."

Thinking of this, Oyakishiro Go chuckled self-deprecatingly. The sound echoed in the empty square.

But then, another laugh seemed to overlap with his, causing ripples in the puddles reflecting the moon.

"Who's there?"

Oyakishiro Go straightened up, his lazy posture gone. He scanned the dark night warily.

In less than a second, he was ready for battle, his body leaning forward, legs slightly bent, ready to pounce or retreat at any moment.

"...What's wrong?" Nakayoshi paused in his work on the barrier, but still didn't look up as he asked.

Oyakishiro Go shook his head, telling him to be quiet.

His gaze cut through the darkness like a knife, but he didn't see anything unusual or any figures.

Normally, he wouldn't react so defensively to just a laugh.

However, Oyakishiro Go could sense the immense malice in that laughter, which stirred up a strong feeling of unease.

The laughter was cold, so unbridled, yet also tinged with pity, lurking in the shadows.

So, I was discovered this quickly?

The thought flashed through Oyakishiro Go's mind.

Just then, faint footsteps echoed from the darkness.

He turned towards the sound. A tall figure emerged from a shadowy corner untouched by the moonlight and stepped into the light.

"The Chinoike Clan?"

His tone carried a strange undertone, making Oyakishiro Go instinctively frown, feeling like he was being treated like prey.

It was like a hunter going out to hunt rabbits and suddenly finding unexpected, better game.

"Looks like I'm in luck today." He chuckled and lightly gripped the hilt of the sword at his side.

In his lowered, dark blue eyes, the hilt stirred up wisps of crimson mist, swirling around the inch of blade drawn.

The cold, gleaming edge was sharp enough to tear through the silent night, revealing the hidden killing intent within the darkness.

In the next instant, two sounds of shattering echoed simultaneously.

Bang!!

Both of them moved at their maximum speed, cracking the stone slabs beneath their feet. One wielded a long sword, the other a short sword, and they swung mercilessly at each other's vitals.

Oyakishiro Go swung his long sword to deflect the short sword aimed at his throat, then slashed diagonally to cut his enemy in half from neck to groin.

But as he brought his sword down, an even faster blade thrust horizontally in front of him.

The blades clashed, instantly erupting in a shower of sparks that splashed onto their faces.

They stared at each other, the only difference being their expressions.

One smiled, the other was serious.

"...Tch."

Seeing this, Oyakishiro Go clicked his tongue, his expression remaining grim.

Another troublesome guy.

As the thought formed, the long sword in his hand slashed out again.

They grappled for no more than two seconds before separating again, unleashing a whirlwind of sharp, howling wind like the teeth of a beast tearing into flesh.

Buzz! Buzz buzz!

From Nakayoshi's perspective, in the space of a single breath, Their figures seemed to blur into a dark mist under the moonlight, and sparks rained down like a shower from the collision of their blades.

All he could hear was a dense, continuous, teeth-grinding roar, the sound of the blades scraping against each other was unusually sharp and grating.

Psh!

Suddenly, a splatter of blood landed on Nakayoshi's face.

The two figures abruptly halted, appearing some distance from Nakayoshi.

Three wounds had split open on Oyakishiro Go's body – at the corner of his eye, his neck, and across his chest.

In a matter of seconds, amidst dozens of strikes, he had been grazed three times at vital points, each time narrowly escaping death beneath that short sword.

And now, the short sword rested against Oyakishiro Go's right ear, having already cut through his skin. He desperately held the blade back with his longsword, preventing it from falling further and severing his entire ear.

But blood still slowly gathered from the side of his cheek, trickling down to his jaw, and dripping onto his feet, warm and wet.

"...Who are you?"

Oyakishiro Go's cheek twitched slightly as he said in a low voice, "The Uzumaki Clan doesn't have hair like that."

His swordsmanship was top-tier even within Kirigakure, and he had the advantage of a longsword against a short one, yet he had been at a disadvantage in their initial exchange.

From the man before him, he felt an unprecedented pressure, a killing intent like a series of bone-chilling blades.

"Nice to meet you."

Yun Chuan looked down at him, pressing down with the short sword in his hand. A strange glint gradually rose in his eyes as he said softly, "Unfortunately, I'm not in the habit of introducing myself to those about to die."

Chinoike Clan, and the Blood Dragon Eye...

Oyakishiro Go felt the stinging pain in his ear, and a touch of ferocity appeared on his face. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Nakayoshi, who was still working on breaking the barrier, and retorted, "I don't think I'm the one who's going to die today."

The next moment, he suddenly burst forth with strength, retreating rapidly to create distance.

"Fool! Now I'm getting serious!"

Oyakishiro Go sheathed his longsword at his waist, his hands rapidly forming seals. The blood beneath his feet seemed to respond to his call, churning violently like boiling water, surging toward him.

Boom!!

Amidst the roaring sound of water, a towering curtain of blood shot into the sky, rising from either side of him and reaching towards the heavens. A blood-red light rained down, enveloping everything!

Several "blood snakes" spewed forth, swirling in the air like water tornadoes, twisting and rotating wildly in the sky.

Their heads solidified into grotesque dragon heads, as if imbued with life and intelligence.

And on top of one of those raised dragon heads, Oyakishiro Go stood, his pupils still dark, but the whites of his eyes were a blood-like crimson.

Blood flowed from his eye sockets down his cheeks, and Oyakishiro Go's expression became twisted as he roared, "Blood Dragon Art!"

Roar!!

The blood-red dragon opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, as if letting out a shriek, and lunged forward, thrashing its blood-constructed body. Scarlet blood rained down from the sky, as it snapped down on Yun Chuan below!

The terrifying impact of the high-pressure water waves extended cracks across the pavement for dozens of meters, and a large amount of water flooded the surrounding area, swallowing everything in its path like a tide!

"I can't wait to see what surprises you have in store for me!"

Yun Chuan smiled genuinely as he watched the surging blood dragon approach.

He had a very strong premonition.

This member of the Chinoike Clan, with the Blood Dragon Eye, would grant him a crucial ability.

Boom!!

The next moment, a cloud of blood mist erupted from his body, instantly engulfing the entire barrier plaza.

In the distance, even those who couldn't see the blood dragon could see this terrifying blood mist.

It was like a blood flower blooming in the center of a lake, each petal tinged with scarlet.