Forcing the Gate of Pain to Slaughter Jonin, Crisis Finally Sees Reinforcements Arrive

After understanding, Sen crossed his arms over his chest, his body trembling uncontrollably from the intense pain, almost unable to make a sound.

He used his last bit of strength, signaling his clansmen behind him with his eyes:

"Run!"

Then, he slowly raised his head, looking through his arms with eyes burning with the fire of life, staring intently at the Mist Ninja ahead. He squeezed out a few words from the depths of his throat:

"Eight Inner Gates: Gate of Pain... Open!"

"BOOM--!"

A chakra far more massive than before erupted from Sen's body like a volcanic eruption!

The blood vessels all over his body bulged, veins writhing like twisted earthworms beneath his flushed skin. He seemed to be injected with an endless amount of power, a destructive aura that chilled the heart!

"Careful! He used this forbidden jutsu last time and forcibly broke my arm!" Kushimaru Kuriarare screamed in terror at the sight.

Before his words even fell, the ground beneath Sen's feet exploded!

As the dust and smoke dispersed, his figure was nowhere to be found!

Everyone's hearts tightened, and just as they were about to search, only Kushimaru Kuriarare's terrified pupils reflected the figure that seemed to have teleported.

"Gulp." He swallowed subconsciously.

This speed... it's even faster than last time!

"Die!"

Sen's eyes held only cold killing intent. Samehada in his hand, accompanied by a sonic boom that tore through the air, went straight for Kushimaru Kuriarare's head!

"Pfft--!"

The extreme speed was so fast that the sound of bone shattering was even masked by the wind.

In Kushimaru Kuriarare's disbelieving gaze, his entire head was instantly crushed like a watermelon!

The headless corpse weakly knelt on the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Sen had no time to pay attention to the system's notification. He watched as Jūzō Biwa and the others unconsciously took steps back in fear, sneering inwardly.

The scene just now had left an indelible shock in the hearts of the Mist Ninja.

Kushimaru Kuriarare, a sixteen-year-old Jonin, was instantly killed in one move without any resistance!

The strength of these people was only comparable to Kushimaru Kuriarare.

Who would dare step forward to die?

They all knew that this kind of forbidden jutsu couldn't last. But the question was, who dared to gamble that they wouldn't be the next one instantly killed?

For a moment, a strange stalemate appeared on the battlefield. Sen was buying time for his clansmen to escape, while the Mist Ninja were waiting for him to exhaust himself and die.

"Crunch... crunch..."

In the silence, only the sound of Samehada gnawing on Kushimaru Kuriarare's corpse was eerily chilling.

Sen looked at the Mist Ninja's eyes, occasionally glancing in the direction his clansmen had left, and thought, "Not good."

These guys are still unwilling to give up!

If that's the case... then let's kill to our heart's content!

Sen attacked again, grabbing the now plump Samehada in both hands and leaping into the air. He swung it down with all his might towards a distracted Mist Ninja!

By the time the Mist Ninja sensed the danger, Sen's figure was already right in front of him!

"Boom--"

Another strike, so fast that only afterimages remained!

The Mist Ninja felt a pain like being torn apart by a ferocious beast, and in the next second, all sensation vanished.

His consciousness slowly faded in his mind, only the sight of his own mangled corpse deeply imprinted in his vision.

"I can still hold on... for one minute."

Sen panted, silently calculating the final countdown of his life.

"Create distance!" Jūzō Biwa finally snapped out of his shock, roaring the order.

However, just as they created distance, from afar, reinforcements of over fifty Mist Ninja arrived!

Jūzō Biwa's eyes darted around, and he instantly jumped into the midst of the reinforcements. He snatched a gas mask from a Mist Ninja and put it on. Then, pointing at Sen in the distance, he ordered the bewildered Chunin: "Go! Hold him off!"

Although the reinforcements were confused, defying orders on the battlefield meant certain death!

They could only steel themselves, letting out strange cries to bolster their courage as they charged towards the "monster" emitting green steam!

"All Jonin, prepare for a surprise attack!" As he watched the Chunin approach Sen, Jūzō Biwa gave a sinister order to the Jonin.

Sen looked at the dense crowd charging towards him, a hint of despair appearing on his face.

It seemed that today, even if he didn't die from the backlash of the Eight Inner Gates, he would be worn down to death by these Chunin.

Just then, a panting but powerful voice came from afar:

"Uchiha Sen! Sneaking off to take on such a dangerous mission behind your teacher's back is not good!"

On the distant sea horizon, Jiraiya's figure was rapidly approaching, stepping on the waves!

Behind him were Orochimaru, countless Jonin, Chunin, and... Kushina and Minato!

Konoha's reinforcements had arrived!

"Medical team! Go check on Sen! Don't let him die!" Orochimaru licked his lips excitedly. "Everyone else, devour this group of Mist Ninja for me!"

"Kill!"

Over a hundred Konoha ninja roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!

"Forget that sword! They've sent everyone this time, we have to break out before they can surround us!" an experienced ninja beside Jūzō Biwa quickly suggested.

Jūzō Biwa gritted his teeth, glanced at Sen behind him, and reluctantly grabbed his greatsword, roaring, "Break out! Break out to the front right!"

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Sen knew his clan members were finally safe.

The string in his heart, pulled taut to its limit, suddenly loosened.

The next second, the side effects of the Eight Inner Gates, like an avalanche and tsunami, instantly swept through his entire body!

"Ugh--!"

He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

Every cell in his body felt like it was burning in a raging fire. The intense pain made him instantly lose control of his body, and he fell straight backward.

He wanted to look up and see Kushina and Minato one more time, but his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

His last consciousness was fixed on... Samehada's giant mouth, constantly devouring corpses...

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, a cool and gentle touch suddenly covered half of his body.

Immediately after, a refreshing energy, full of vitality, slowly flowed from the point of contact into his collapsing body.

It was like a refreshing breeze suddenly blowing on a scorching summer day.

Sen forced his eyes open.

He saw Samehada had actually pressed itself onto him. The spikes on the sword body flickered, continuously channeling the chakra and life force of the two Jonin it had just devoured to him!

As Samehada's body gradually shrank, Sen's injuries were recovering at a visible rate.

This guy... is saving me?

Sen was greatly surprised. Samehada was actually saving him, and he hadn't done anything special to it, just fed it two Jonin.

Little did he know, throughout the entire ninja world, perhaps only he would be extravagant enough to feed a sword with two Jonin.

Samehada's healing ability could already bring flesh back to bone. In a moment, Sen's body had recovered more than half.

He struggled to stand up and saw that Kushina and the medical team had bypassed the crowd and arrived beside him.

"Sen, how are you? They're both medical ninja, are you alright?" Kushina asked, concerned, ignoring the wounds from the kunai on her body.

Sen looked at Samehada, which had returned to its original size in his hand, and nodded with lingering fear, replying, "I'm fine. It still hurts a bit, but it's not a big problem."

After the two medical ninja examined him, they also breathed a sigh of relief. "Severe muscle strain and cell necrosis, but not fatal. Lord Orochimaru ordered us to protect your safety here."

Seeing the battle still raging ahead, the medical ninja unceremoniously carried Sen away from the battlefield to the rear and began to treat him using medical ninjutsu.

Arriving at the rear, Sen surveyed the overall situation. The Mist Ninja were unprepared this time and were almost completely surrounded by Konoha's forces.

The battle had only been going on for a few dozen minutes, and many Mist Ninja had already died tragically.

Seeing the scales of victory tipping in their favor, Sen asked Kushina, "Kushina, can you lend me some chakra?"

Seeing Kushina nod, Sen continued, "Do you remember what we said before we came, about making Shimura Saburo famous throughout the world?"

"Huh?" Kushina held her kunai defensively, her eyes full of confusion. "We're in the middle of a war, and I'm about to go support them. Why are you suddenly bringing up that idiot?"