Thunder Hell did not last long, but the destruction it caused was unimaginable. After roughly ten seconds, the white lightning slowly began to fade.
The yellow sand had been scorched black, standing out glaringly amidst this vast desert. Strong winds carried fresh sand over it, and in that brief span, a new layer had already covered the ground. It was foreseeable that before long, this charred area would return to how it had looked before.
"Pah, pah..."
From beneath the scorched sand, two figures slowly rose to their feet. Two of the masks behind Kakuzu had shattered, and his appearance had changed noticeably. Black chakra tendrils emerged from his mouth, while monstrous masks surfaced on both shoulders, making him look utterly ferocious and terrifying.
In the terrifying Thunder Hell just now, three of Kakuzu's hearts, including the one in his own body, had been destroyed. He had relied on the remaining two hearts merging into his body to forcibly bolster his vitality, barely enduring Thunder Hell's duration.
If White Fang's chakra had been a little more abundant and allowed Thunder Hell to last longer, Kakuzu's final two hearts might have been destroyed as well.
Ultimate Technique-level ninjutsu were terrifying techniques capable of drawing upon the power of heaven and earth. It was only natural for Kakuzu to suffer such damage after being caught off guard.
On the other side, Sasori was in much better condition—not because he was stronger. In truth, the two puppets Sasori had been controlling had been completely pulverized beneath the lightning, reduced to powder beyond any possibility of repair.
Yet Sasori himself was unharmed. The reason was simple: behind him, the black-and-white puppet had spread its arms, and an invisible barrier encircled and protected him. The barrier was faintly reinforced by the power of Yin-Yang Release,