Blade One That Slashed the Soul!

That deep, soul-shaking tremor intensified the despair in Mifune's eyes.

The soul is the foundation of a person; the stronger the soul, the stronger the ninja will be.

The soul has always been a mysterious entity in the Shinobi World.

Ninjutsu that can directly attack or affect the soul is extremely rare in the entire Shinobi World.

Using swordsmanship to sever the soul—not only had Mifune never heard of such a thing, he wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

The physical attack suddenly turned into a magical attack, which terrified him for a moment.

The speed of this slash was not fast; in fact, it was somewhat slow.

From Rikaku vantage point, all he saw was Uchiha Kei lightly slashing with his sword.

This strike lacked either dazzling brilliance or overwhelming power.

It's like a beginner, just simple swinging and cutting.

But this one strike instilled in him a terror that came from the depths of his soul.

If that knife had been aimed at him, Rikaku felt his heart would have collapsed from the frantic pounding.

This...

Is it also swordsmanship?

Uchiha Kei also stopped in his tracks.

His swordsmanship was also quite remarkable. Although it was somewhat inferior compared to those who specialized in swordsmanship, it didn't mean he didn't know its value.

At the very least, he could tell that Mifune couldn't withstand Mifune!

The invisible blade of light continued its unhurried advance, Mifune immediately moved aside, trying to dodge its attack.

But the blade's edge seemed to be locked onto Mifune, no matter how he tried to move, it still steadily slashed towards him.

Uchiha Kei's face was frighteningly pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The strain this strike placed on him was somewhat beyond Uchiha Kei's expectations.

As if his body had been instantly hollowed out, Uchiha Kei even had the illusion of becoming a saint on the spot.

There's no escaping it.

Uchiha Kei managed a weak smile at Mifune.

The next moment.

An invisible Blade Intent suddenly surged forth, appearing directly in front of Mifune's face.

Mifune's pupils constricted sharply as he tried to dodge, but his body wouldn't obey him.

At that very moment, before everyone's eyes, a phantom-like figure appeared behind Mifune's body.

A pure white light slowly spread outwards from around the figure.

That is...

The soul of Mifune!

The people in the Rikaku stared in shock at what they were seeing.

The human soul...

So this is what the human soul is!

Mifune's soul struggled violently, making a final stand against the invisible blade's edge.

The blade's edge remained steady and methodical, relentlessly slashing towards his soul.

There's nowhere to hide!

There's no way to avoid it!

The blade's edge pierced through the pure white light of Mifune's soul, slowly penetrating the space between his brows.

"Ah!"

Mifune cried out in pain, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

He could feel his life slowly slipping away from him.

The soul emanating from behind him was also trembling violently, and his already illusory figure was now appearing and disappearing even more intermittently.

The blade only needed to penetrate a little further, and Mifune's life would be over.

The next moment.

The invisible blade of light paused abruptly, then vanished without a trace.

At that moment, Mifune's soul rushed into his body like the wind.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Mifune collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat.

On the other side, Uchiha Kei was slightly better off, but he was also breathing heavily.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Mifune struggled to lift his head and look at Uchiha Kei.

Uchiha Kei forced a smile at him, "Blade One."

The Blade One echoed in Mifune's mind for a moment, then everything went black, and he completely fainted.

"Mifune- sama!"

Rikaku and the others quickly ran over.

Only after checking and discovering that the Mifune had fainted from exhaustion did the panic in my heart subside slightly.

Mifune's status in the Iron Country is truly supreme.

Without the Mifune, the samurai of the Iron Country would be a disorganized mess.

Without the support of samurai, the Iron Country became a fish on the chopping block for other countries, at their mercy.

"Asshole!"

Rikaku and the others glared angrily at Uchiha Kei, drawing their swords.

"Let's see who dares!"

Uchiha Itachi stepped forward and stood in front of Uchiha Kei.

"Hokage, this is a matter concerning our Iron Country, and has absolutely nothing to do with your Konoha! Please, Hokage, do not make a mistake!"

Although Uchiha Itachi's reputation resounded throughout the Shinobi World, the samurai of the Iron Country were truly not afraid of him.

At worst...

A fight to the death!

"Believe it or not, I am saving your Iron Country," Uchiha Itachi said coldly.

"Save us? Hah."

Rikaku clearly didn't believe it. How could a mere teenager, even if he knew some strange tricks, possibly stand against all of their samurai?

"Don't believe me?"

Uchiha Itachi's lips curled into a strange smile as he pointed at Uchiha Kei. "Do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

To be honest, Rikaku was also very curious about the boy's identity.

At this age, with such talent, one shouldn't be unknown.

His name is...

Before Uchiha Itachi could finish speaking, two figures came running over from a distance.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!"

Two excited and thrilled voices drifted from afar.

Rikaku was stunned for a moment, looking at the two people running towards him, his mind went blank.

The two legendary...

Who are you calling?

Aside from the samurai, only Uchiha Itachi and the young man remain here.

The one called Hokage?

Impossible!

These two are the ancestors of the Hokage, so how could they possibly call him "teacher"?

That...

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed into Rikaku's mind.

Rikaku stiffly turned around and looked at the boy with the strange smile on his face.

He...

Could it be...?

What are you two doing here?

When the two figures approached, Uchiha Kei smiled and said something, casually patting Madara's spiky hair.

Wow, it feels so good!

Uchiha Madara and cautiously glanced around.

He's now the God of Dance in the Shinobi World, the Uchiha Madara, known for his ruthless and decisive killing!

The teacher even kept patting his head.

Although he quite liked the teacher's friendly approach, but...

Let's find a secluded spot. So many people are watching; it's so embarrassing.

"Teacher, my brother and I were looking for you, and we just happened to find this place."

Uchiha Izuna excitedly explained to Uchiha Kei.

With no sign of their teacher for so long, even those with absolute confidence in his abilities, including Uchiha Izuna, Tobirama, and Hashirama, were all incredibly anxious.

Fortunately...

Thankfully, we finally found a teacher.

How did you sense my presence?

Uchiha Madara glanced at Uchiha Izuna. "It's Uchiha Izuna. He sensed a strange Blade Intent and thus identified you as the one in question."

"I see."

Uchiha Kei nodded knowingly.

Indeed, although Blade One is different from Blade Intent), and cannot be seen or touched, it is normal that Uchiha Izuna, who is familiar with Blade Intent, could feel its extraordinary aura.

Seeing Madara and Uchiha Izuna's respectful attitude towards the boy, Rikaku's palms were sweating.

Pill!

He's finished, Mifune is finished, even the Iron Country...

It's over!

He already knew the boy's identity, and the fear that arose from the bottom of his heart was even greater than when he faced Blade One just now!

Rikaku suddenly felt a pang of envy for the unconscious Admiral Mifune.

He's just a nobody...

If only I could faint too...

How wonderful that would be!

Rikaku thought sadly, showing no signs of mental breakdown. On the contrary, fear made him even more lucid.