Pfft!
The instant the white-haired ball of fluff vanished, a cloud of ghastly crimson blood suddenly burst through the air!
A moment later, a body barely clinging to life slowly descended from the sky.
The man's body was in a pitiful state. His left arm had been severed at the root, blood steadily seeping from the smooth stump. The Gold Sand twisted around his right leg like a braid slowly loosened, then slithered like a cold venomous snake, rising up.
The most grotesque sight was his head.
The man's entire head of white hair looked as if someone had grabbed it and ripped it all out in one savage yank!
His hair and scalp were completely gone. At a glance, one could even see the brain tissue still twitching faintly beneath.
As the image settled on the grief-stricken faces of Sage Fukasaku and Sage Shima, the Gold Sand had already silently transformed into a golden blade, slashing toward Sage Fukasaku and Jiraiya's necks!
At a time like this, the difference between having enough Senjutsu Chakra and not having enough was painfully clear. Sage Fukasaku, utterly exhausted, had no time to react.
Shhk!
The golden blade cut straight through Sage Fukasaku's waist, then immediately severed Jiraiya's head. A cold gleam still ran along the blade's razor-sharp edge, without a trace of blood.
As the blade continued mercilessly toward Sage Shima on the other side,
in his final moments, a force beyond words seemed to surge from deep within Sage Fukasaku's body. His upper half, flung into the air, suddenly spat out a short, blood-red tongue!
The tongue became a blurred streak of blood, striking the golden blade at astonishing speed.
Sage Shima's eyes were already filled with sorrow. At that moment, she looked at her longtime partner, Sage Fukasaku, whose mouth