Atop Hokage Rock.
Holding the Kusanagi Sword, Orochimaru faced both Hiruzen Sarutobi and Namikaze Minato alone, yet he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.
One was his teacher, someone he knew all too well.
At his peak, Hiruzen Sarutobi's strength had been enough to contend for the top of the ninja world. But he had grown old, and compared to the past, there was now a touch more frailty about him.
That was the power of time. No matter how strong a person was, they found it difficult to resist. It was also the very thing he had always rejected.
The battle between the three was immense in scale. The Third Hokage and Orochimaru were both ninja who possessed countless ninjutsu. The surrounding ground had been ravaged beyond recognition, and the cliff's edge was split by numerous deep fissures.
"If you think you can kill me with only this much strength, you're dreaming."
Sarutobi and Minato merely watched with grim eyes, saying nothing. After one intense battle after another, there was still no sign of a victor being decided. They were already showing signs of fatigue, while Orochimaru still looked utterly at ease, as though his Chakra and stamina were inexhaustible.
They knew Orochimaru's strength was unfathomable, but this was two against one.
Orochimaru mocked Hiruzen Sarutobi, "What, even at this point, are you still unwilling to kill me?"
Sarutobi drew a deep breath and murmured to Minato beside him, "Minato, restrain Orochimaru for me next."
He lowered the Adamantine Staff in his hand, and the iron rod instantly transformed into Enma.
Minato slowly nodded. "I understand."
He stepped forward, one hand gripping a specially made kunai. During the earlier battle, Orochimaru had understood every one of his teleportation points perfectly. This was the consequence of having his