Ōnoki, You Don't Want Iwagakure to Become History, Do You?

After all this time, he had thought the other party would not take the bait. Now, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Minamoto Takuya's free left hand shot up like lightning.

In his palm, a deep, dark mark that seemed to connect to endless void suddenly appeared.

"Dark Release: Absorption Hole!"

Just as that streak of destructive white light was about to touch his body, the mark precisely pressed against the Dust Release beam!

In the Original Work, Hiruko's Dark Release had already reached its limit when absorbing Naruto Uzumaki's Wind Release: Rasenshuriken, and it had ultimately backfired on him.

If he had faced the even more powerful Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World, the consequences would have been far worse.

But Minamoto Takuya was no Hiruko!

Even if Ōnoki had poured all his chakra into that attack, Minamoto Takuya could still perfectly control it with his unfathomable spiritual energy and terrifying chakra control.

What was more, Ōnoki simply lacked the ability to extract and unleash all his chakra in a single instant!

Thus, in Ōnoki's shock-widened pupils, the greatest ultimate technique of his life—the all-out strike upon which he had placed all his hopes—was swallowed whole by the strange mark in that palm like a clay ox sinking into the sea. It vanished without a trace!

"Th-That... what kind of forbidden technique is that?! A Kekkei Genkai?"

Ōnoki's mind went blank in an instant, and immense fear seized his heart.

Minamoto Takuya slowly turned around. His eyes held undisguised mockery as he looked at the stunned, disbelieving Ōnoki and let out a derisive snort.

"Heh, Lord Tsuchikage, it is only courteous to return what one receives."

Before his words had faded, a chakra surge even more violent than the earlier Dust Release suddenly erupted from Minamoto