The Byakugan's Ruthless Hunt and the Gentle Fist's Killing Formation

Time stretched to its absolute limit at that moment.

Sakon and Ukon's pupils constricted violently into two pinpoints.

The hundreds of pure white eyes that suddenly lit up in the darkness were like hundreds of cold will-o'-the-wisps suspended over a midnight graveyard. They held not the slightest trace of human emotion—only pure, mechanical targeting.

There was no killing intent.

That was even more terrifying than a sky full of killing intent.

It was a gaze that reduced them completely to "objects," like a butcher looking at dead meat on a chopping block, or an entomologist observing a specimen about to be pinned down.

"Hyuga..." Sakon's voice was as raw as if it had been scraped with sandpaper. Each word was forced through clenched teeth. "Konoha's watchdogs. Since when did they all come crawling out?"

"Stop wasting your breath!" Ukon growled like a beast from behind him. "Break through! Kill them!"

Before his words had even faded, Sakon's body suddenly dropped low. The muscles in his legs bulged, and the flagstones beneath his feet instantly cracked!

"Rashomon!"

His hands formed seals like lightning before he slammed them hard against the ground!

Boom!

A massive gate painted with the face of a ferocious demon rose from the earth. Carrying overwhelming force, it charged toward the weakest point in the encirclement—the front gate!

This was their strongest defensive ninjutsu, powerful enough to withstand the impact of most S-Rank ninjutsu. They did not seek to injure their enemies; they only wanted to use the impact in that instant to smash open a gap for escape!

However, at the very moment Rashomon rose.

"Scatter."

A cold, emotionless single syllable drifted from the shadows atop the roof.

Then, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Hundreds of Hyuga Clan members moved in perfect unison, as if carved from the