Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique.
It peeled apart, dismantled, and then...
Exploded!
Orochimaru smiled. As far as he was concerned, unless Lin Qing could become intangible, there was no way he could dodge that attack.
When the dazzling light of the explosion faded, Itachi Uchiha immediately looked toward the battlefield.
"Konan! What happened?! Is Lin Qing dead?"
Deidara shouted.
Konan looked at him in surprise. "Why don't you look for yourself?"
"That art was so dazzling, I can't see a thing right now."
Itachi and Konan turned to look. Deidara's eyes were bloodshot, and tears streamed down his face.
It was rare for Deidara to find an artist who shared his passion. Instead of covering his eyes like everyone else, he had stared wide-eyed, studying and savoring the spectacle.
Itachi Uchiha found himself missing Kisame Hoshigaki. He was a little ugly, but at least he knew how to respect boundaries.
"Lin Qing... is fine. More accurately, the one in trouble is the Second Tsuchikage, Mu."
At the center of the explosion, Lin Qing was completely unharmed, still holding a throwing stance. Concealed by the explosion's glare, the fearsome Blade of Ruin had crossed hundreds of meters and pierced Mu, who was suspended in the sky.
At that moment, the trio in the sky, the spies from various nations on the ground, and even Orochimaru, hidden in the shadows, were all stunned.
What had happened just now?
Hashirama Senju and Mu, two legendary figures from history, had clearly worked together beautifully. Lin Qing had been caught in the attack zone of Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique, with nowhere to dodge.
So why...
Was Mu the one who had been hurt?
Everything had happened too quickly, and the blinding light had interfered. Even Itachi Uchiha's Sharingan