As the smoke gradually dispersed, the bodies of the Second Tsuchikage and Hozuki Gengetsu lay not far away. Moonlight spilled down, and everything returned to calm.
"Master!" The Xing Ruluo sisters came to Shin's side and spoke softly.
Tsunade followed as well, her little head lowered as she was still processing the shock of what had just happened. The Tsuchikage and Mizukage had been utterly crushed and killed. It completely overturned her fragile worldview.
"We'll talk after we get back," Shin said calmly. As the night wind blew, ripples spread through the space centered around him. The next second, everyone—including Tsunade—vanished at once, as if the figures from moments ago had been an illusion.
Huff... huff...
At the border between the Land of Grass and the Land of Fire, a child fled swiftly through the weeds. From time to time, he looked back, his face clearly filled with panic.
He was Jiraiya. Three days had passed since he escaped Iwagakure that night. He had been forced to separate from Tsunade and Orochimaru that very night. Most of the enemies had gone after the other two, while only one jonin and two Special Jonin pursued him.
That was why he had managed to flee all the way here. Less than ten li ahead lay the Land of Fire. Once he reached it, he would be safe. Konoha had established many outposts along the border, and he carried signal flares for contacting them.
The sky was already beginning to lighten. In his field of vision, a vast forest appeared faintly in the distance. Joy surged in Jiraiya's heart. Just a little more effort—just a little more effort, and he would be saved.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth inwardly. If he managed to escape this time, he would definitely