The moment Uchiha Hiko's attack appeared, it astonished many people. This was an offensive ability no one else possessed; even if they could attack, they could never do so as effortlessly as Uchiha Hiko.
Thus, everyone turned their attention toward Uchiha Hiko. They looked at him as though they were watching a fallen genius of destiny, a deeply tragic sight—or rather, it was impossible to describe what kind of look that was.
"Is your lightning-fast move supposed to be impressive? Do you think it can put me in a bad position? How laughable. I am the commander of the Red Ribbon Army, not some random nobody dragged in off the street."
Before Uchiha Hiko could speak, Tianming impatiently began mocking him. That look in his eyes, that expression on his face—it was unbearably detestable. Anyone who saw it would surely be struck by an unexpected thought.
Especially at a time like this, it was even more so. An extraordinary force was gradually forming, then gradually dispersing into nothingness.
"Then watch closely. My move is no joke. I'll make you feel my terror—especially the light from hell and that dreadful fear, when you can remain silent."
The Lightning Release Chidori in Uchiha Hiko's hand was released in an instant with a crackle. Its speed was unbelievably fast, carrying unprecedented destructive force, damage so high it was absurdly terrifying.
When Tianming saw Uchiha Hiko's attack, his expression became extremely twisted. At this moment, he grew even more fearful. Everything seemed to happen silently, leaving people with anticipation, or perhaps revealing an aspect no one had ever considered. Of course, it all came from one level reaching another.
The changes within were undoubtedly enormous. Even if neither the beginning nor the acceptance of all this was something people could accept, this outcome was