"As expected of the former most powerful clan in our country, even as a remnant clan, they remain so resilient!"
Standing on a high ground, several ninja dressed as Kirigakure ninjas looked down at the bloody battle in the camp below, their faces showing admiration.
The term "psychologically abnormal" used by outsiders to describe the Mist Ninja is not an insult. This organization, long known as the Bloody Mist, is one of the five strongest ninja legions in the entire Shinobi World, which was created through extremely bloody methods. However, this also led to the extremely abnormal psychology of these people.
They crave battle and have an extreme veneration for bravery and violence, even against enemies, for which they can earn genuine respect rather than hatred...
There aren't many ninja organizations that can earn the respect of Mist Ninja. Apart from the other four major villages, there are only a handful of organizations that can get their approval. But now, they've actually recognized a group of remnants of a clan. If they want to leave, it's enough to make countless people's eyes pop out.
"Has the people from Konoha not arrived yet? Although these people are quite good, they have lost the legacy of Yuki, and their numbers are far fewer than the enemy's. If this continues, they will truly be wiped out. Strange, why would Konoha be interested in the now-glorious Yuki and Kaguya? Could it be for their bloodline limit?"
A Mist Ninja his eyes fixed on the remaining members of the tribe in the camp asked the person next to him.
He looked eager to get started.
"If they can't make it in time, we'll take action. According to the agreement, the people of Konoha will have to pay a much higher price afterwards."
"We've received a message from our comrades. The Konoha Ninja Army has arrived. They're from 'Root.' They've already killed the Demon Mask Group stationed at the valley entrance, and..."
On one side, a young Mist Ninja seemed somewhat hesitant.
"And what?"
The leader of the Mist Ninja urged impatiently.
"Quick!"
"The leader of Konoha is using Ice Release!"
"What!?"
The Mist Ninja present all looked over in surprise.
On the day of the massacre of the Yuki, someone from Kirigakure also took action. The Feudal Lord of Water's targets for extermination were those hundred or so Ice Release users, and all of them had been killed; there were absolutely no survivors.
How old is he?
"The leader of the Mist Ninja asked."
"About the same age as me, probably around fourteen years old."
The young man Kirigakure, responded.
"Moreover, his Ice Release seems to be different from Yuki's; it's more powerful and faster to execute."
"Oh... so there are survivors..."
The leading Mist Ninja was initially startled, but soon he burst into laughter.
"I see. I've heard that Yuki and Kaguya had a marriage with someone from their clan. It seems that the child who possesses the blood of both clans wasn't disposed of like they did."
He smiled and turned his gaze back down.
"In that case, we don't need to intervene. Let's wait and see what kind of person this descendant of Yuki and Kaguya is."
However, compared to his leisurely demeanor, the Yuki clan of Yuki in the arena were not in such a good mood...
Actually, they were in a terrible mood!
A stone wall could not stop the ninjas. After the leader of the Demon Mask Group issued the order to massacre, the followers, abandoning all their concerns, destroyed the not-so-tall barrier, which was simply crudely built of mountain stones, in almost an instant.
In the chaos of battle, even though the Yuki Clan was the surviving elite of the Yuki and was fearless in the face of death, their absolute numerical disadvantage led to not only casualties but also a sharp increase in them.
At least he died in battle, so I feel a little better...
But feeling comfortable is useless. If things continue like this, once they're all dead, the Yuki Clan, even if completely wiped out in the Land of Water, will have no chance of revival.
Unfortunately, they had no choice but to continue fighting, hoping that a miracle, one they had no faith in, would occur and save their entire race.
"Who! Who else is coming!?"
A flash of blue light, and with a single blow, the head of one of the Demon Mask Group ninjas was smashed into a bloody pulp. The clan leader, in the prime of his life, burst into wild laughter.
One after another, his clansmen fell before his eyes. Just moments ago, a child from his tribe had leaped to shield him from a knife, only to be cut in two. This fueled his growing anger and despair.
"You villains, I curse you!"
Roaring, a wooden stick danced in his hand, accompanied by azure Wind Release light. Anyone who came near it was either killed or maimed. The ferocious Demon Mask Group ninjas around him couldn't help but feel a sense of fear upon seeing this. This kind of person was the most troublesome, clearly trying to drag as many people down with him.
"Let him do it, he'll run out of energy soon!"
Someone roared viciously from the crowd.
"You killed my brother. When I capture you, I'll make you eat the flesh and blood of your people alive!"
"..."
The clan Demon Mask Group had spoken, then looked up at the hazy gray sky. Suddenly, he knelt down, still raising his head to look up.
A deep voice came from his throat. According to tradition, this was a prayer used by people before the emergence of the Ninja Sect in ancient times. At that time, there was a ferocious beast in the world that slaughtered the human race. People lived in constant fear and swore an oath in prayer, hoping to exchange their own souls for the spiritual power of the gods to save themselves. This was the language they used.
To put it bluntly, it's just a set of pointless daydreams and prayers for divine intervention when one is desperate; it's purely for self-comfort, but undeniably, it does have some historical value...
The Yuki lineage is actually a bloodline that has existed for a very long time. Yuki is the name given to the ancestor who created the Ice Release bloodline. Before that, this bloodline had already been silently passed down.
Although it is far less glamorous than the Senju Clan and Uchiha, it still has its own story.
"What's this guy doing? Is he preparing Ninjutsu?"
Seeing their clan leader suddenly fall silent, the Demon Mask Group ninjas beside them became even more uneasy.
The incomprehensible babbling made them even more uneasy. Although their intuition told them this was their chance, the thought of all their comrades who had had their heads blown off by this guy sent their courage tumbling out of their minds...
The clan leader naturally wouldn't beg any bullshit gods. Ever since the Ninja Sect, gods and ghosts have become useless, and nowadays, nobody believes in such things anymore.
The chieftain was merely making a vow: if anyone could save the entire tribe at this moment, he would swear on behalf of all the tribe members to serve them for generations and never betray them.
If some fool were to come up at that moment, he might actually be able to chop off his head...
"I heard your vow."
Suddenly a sound echoed from all around.
"But that's completely unnecessary! Because from this day forward, everything that stands in the way of our people's revival will be destroyed!"
"Who!?"
The clan chief suddenly stood up. This voice actually gave him a sense of closeness. With disbelief at the possibility, he used Sensory Ninjutsu known to everyone in the Yuki Clan, a technique for sensing the bloodline of one's own clan.
"How is this possible... how could this be..."
His eyes widened.
It wasn't just any ordinary member of the same clan; it was Ninjutsu feedback reaction even stronger than that of the previous generation of Yuki who had mastered Ice Release!
But the next moment, his doubts vanished without a trace. A blanket of frost surged from the earth, even from the bodies of his enemies. In the blink of an eye, the dozens of Demon Mask Group around him had been dismembered into countless fragments, becoming part of the icy world that had suddenly appeared before his eyes...