The Ninjutsu Outbreak Stuns Everyone

On this battlefield, ravaged and scarred by war, the wind howled and sand filled the sky. Haotian stood amidst the devastation, the Chakra within him surging like a raging river, churning up monstrous waves as it coursed wildly. An unprecedented sense of immense power, like a surging tide, completely filled his body, causing every inch of his skin, every meridian, to tremble as if on the verge of unleashing world-destroying energy.

Haotian's hands moved rapidly before him, forming hand seals at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, leaving only blurry afterimages. As he moved, a suffocating wave of energy permeated the air, like the oppressive, heavy low-pressure before a storm, plunging everything around into deathly silence.

The surrounding Iwa Ninja, keenly sensing this terrifying pressure, instantly turned pale as paper. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their weapons gripped tightly, knuckles white from the strain. Each of them stood as if facing a formidable enemy, as if confronting a demon god from hell.

Gari's expression also grew exceptionally grim, as if shrouded in frost. His eyes were fixed on Haotian, a flicker of unprecedented vigilance and panic flashing within them. At this moment, he deeply realized that this seemingly young boy before him was a thousand times more dangerous than he had initially imagined.

"I can't let him complete this jutsu! If he succeeds, we'll all die!" Gari screamed inwardly. He knew he had to act first, to extinguish this potential, immense threat in its cradle before Haotian could finish his Ninjutsu.

"Die!" Gari suddenly roared, his voice like a thunderclap, making the surrounding air hum. The Chakra blade in his hand gleamed with a cold light, and he transformed into a black blur, lunging at Haotian like a maddened beast. His speed was so great it stirred up a gale, sending sand and stones flying.

"The price... I will pay the price..." Haotian murmured, his voice quiet yet filled with unwavering resolve. A flicker of determination and helplessness crossed his eyes. He knew that using this forbidden jutsu would inflict immeasurable damage on his own body. However, he could no longer afford to hesitate. To protect his impulsive but dearly cherished comrade Obito, to ensure everyone could survive, he had to stake everything, even his life.

"Nuclear Style - White Hot Light!" Haotian roared with all his might. In an instant, an incredibly dazzling white light, like a slumbering sun suddenly awakening, erupted from his body, shooting straight into the sky like a pillar of light piercing heaven and earth.

The brightness of this pillar far surpassed that of the scorching sun at noon, its radiance stinging the eyes, making it impossible to look directly at. Its temperature was a thousand times hotter than the flames burning in purgatory, as if containing endless destructive power, intent on ruthlessly devouring the entire world.

Where the light pillar passed, everything around instantly underwent a cataclysmic transformation. Sturdy trees, upon contact with the light, turned to ash without even a chance to struggle, vanishing into the air. The solid ground, scorched by the intense heat, melted like ice into molten lava, which churned and bubbled with a "gurgling" sound. The air, unable to withstand the terrifying temperature, crackled and popped, as if space itself was groaning in agony.

Those Iwa Ninja who reacted too slowly and couldn't dodge were enveloped by the white light. They didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were instantly vaporized by the extreme heat, leaving nothing behind, not even a trace of bone.

The moment Gari saw the white light erupt, an extreme fear surged within him. Without hesitation, he poured all his Chakra into activating his Steel Style to its absolute limit. Instantly, his body was covered in a thick layer of incredibly hard steel armor, which gleamed with a cold, unyielding metallic luster, like an indestructible iron barrier.

However, in the face of this world-destroying White Hot Light, even steel as hard as iron was like fragile paper, offering no resistance. The moment the armor touched the white light, it began to melt rapidly with a "sizzling" sound, and was then vaporized by the intense heat, disappearing without a trace.

Gari's body was gradually consumed by the white light. He felt an irresistible heat and force tearing his body apart, dissolving it bit by bit. He let out a desperate, piercing roar filled with terror and unwillingness, but in the end, he completely vanished into the white light, as if he had never existed in this world.