Overlord!

Naturally, Onoki, the Third Tsuchikage, had noticed what Minato Namikaze and the others had perceived.

This Tsuchikage had not only mastered a Bloodline Selection.

His temperament, magnanimity, ambition, and drive all stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world. He was someone truly qualified to bear the title of Kage!

Although Yotsuki Sora's slaughter of the Hidden Stone ninja constantly shook his resolve, Onoki had also used those sacrifices to gather enough information.

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And now, that information had finally become a blade aimed at Yotsuki Sora.

"A ninja's battle is a battle of intelligence!"

With his hands having partially recovered under a medical ninja's treatment, Onoki floated in midair, looking down at Yotsuki Sora below, whose abdomen had been pierced through by his Dust Release.

"The reason you were able to block my Dust Release was not because your body was powerful, but because you could condense a special kind of chakra. That chakra was indeed powerful—so powerful that even my Dust Release could not contend with it."

"But powerful strength often comes with unique limitations."

"Charging up, building momentum... As long as I seize that brief opening after you release that chakra, you are no different from the Third A!"

The beam of Dust Release had brutally pierced Sora's lower abdomen. Scalding blood continuously sprayed from the smooth cross-section, and through the enormous wound, his writhing organs and ruptured intestines were clearly visible.

This was absolutely a fatal wound.

Even though Sora had not collapsed outright, no one believed he still had the strength to fight with injuries of this severity.

"With your power, combined with that terrifying special chakra, not to mention these several thousand ninja—even if their numbers doubled, they probably still could not do anything to you."

"But you are too arrogant, too proud!"

Onoki's voice slowly rang out.

"If it were the Third A, he would never have fought in such an almost head-on manner. But you, Yotsuki Sora—your arrogance and conceit have doomed you to defeat and death!"

Sora ignored Onoki.

A dense, bloody aura flared around him. Empowered by that aura, the Blood Lightning over his body grew increasingly violent.

Seeing this, Onoki stopped wasting words and brought his hands together once more.

"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

An incandescent white cube condensed to the extreme, radiating an aura capable of annihilating all things. It instantly took shape, aimed directly at the grievously wounded Yotsuki Sora below!

This time, the Dust Release formed far faster than before. Clearly, Onoki had gone all out, determined to kill him in a single blow!

"Die!"

The incandescent cube descended silently and swiftly along a trail of death. Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be disintegrated into nothingness.

Faced with this killing blow capable of erasing everything, there was not the slightest fear in Yotsuki Sora's eyes. Only when the Dust Release fully erupted did its dazzling brilliance force everyone present to shut their eyes instinctively.

"To think it would turn out like this..."

Minato Namikaze's mouth hung open. Just a moment ago, Yotsuki Sora had seemed invincible, yet in the next instant, the entire battle had been completely overturned.

His teacher had been right.

There was no invincible ninja in this world. Even someone as powerful as Yotsuki Sora could be easily defeated once all his information had been exposed.

"That old Onoki..."

Jiraiya's face was full of solemnity. Onoki had actually noticed what they had observed as well.

That old man's experience was truly formidable.

"Get ready to leave, Minato. The war is over. If we stay here any longer and get discovered, it'll be troublesome."

"Yes, Teacher..."

"Wait! Something's wrong!"

With his White Eye activated and veins bulging at his temples, Hizashi suddenly cried out. His pale eyes were fixed on the fading radiance of the Dust Release.

The light that disintegrated all things gradually faded. The already battered earth had been carved into a smooth plane, like a spoon had scooped into a soft cake.

Yet on the ground where Sora should have been completely disintegrated stood an incredibly robust figure!

It was Yotsuki Sora!

"One!"

"Two!"

"..."

Accompanied by low, heavy breaths, waves of powerful spirit surged skyward.

Under the disbelieving stares of everyone around him, that guy was actually lying on the ground with his hands behind his head, doing sit-ups!

The fatal wound on his abdomen still remained. This blast of Dust Release had not directly disintegrated Yotsuki Sora, but it had still had an effect.

His entire body looked somewhat shattered, as though he had been disintegrated halfway before it suddenly stopped.

Without a doubt.

The injuries Yotsuki Sora bore at this moment were, from any perspective, fatal wounds that had brought him to the brink of death.

Yet despite injuries like that, this guy was doing sit-ups on the spot?!

Before everyone's eyes, Sora clasped his hands behind his head and flexed his powerful waist.

Blood-gold fighting spirit surged ever more fiercely with his movements, while dense, extreme life energy flowed from within that chakra.

In just a few breaths, the enormous, once-fatal wound across Sora's abdomen healed at a visible rate.

The cracks splitting his body apart, the flesh that had shattered beneath the scouring of Dust Release, all recovered completely at that moment.

The surging life energy was inexhaustible!

Vast blood-gold fighting spirit soared into the sky!

"What a terrifying presence."

Minato Namikaze instinctively tightened his grip on the Flying Raijin Kunai in his hand, and his entire left arm began to ache faintly again.

"How is that possible? Isn't his energy impossible to store, disappearing in an instant?!" Jiraiya's face was filled with shock. "And what is this self-healing ability? This...!"

Hizashi Hyuga beside him was completely dumbfounded.

If Sora's fighting spirit during the earlier Deliberate Blast Punch had been 10, then his fighting spirit at this moment was 100!

Moreover, his previous fighting spirit could not be retained. Once it accumulated to a certain extent, it would pour out in a full-force release.

But his current fighting spirit flowed from within to without, constantly accumulating and compressing until it was completely sublimated!

This was Yotsuki Sora's true passive trait:

—Overlord!

Whenever Sora's health fell to [40%], the Overlord's Blood within him would be awakened. He would enter the Overlord stance, immune to all damage and cleansed of all negative effects. With every subsequent movement, Sora would recover [15%] of his maximum health and gain an additional 40% bonus to attack speed and movement speed.

Once restored to full health, the Overlord's fighting spirit would endure without decline. His attacks would ignore all defenses until the battle ended!

What, you were asking what happened if he had no way to move?

As everyone knew, breathing, a heartbeat, even the workings of cells and the stirring of one's soul all counted as forms of movement.

"Old bastard, did you think I hadn't noticed your little tricks?"

Sora turned his gaze toward Onoki, a bloodthirsty smile curling across his lips.

"I only wanted you to help loosen my muscles so I could digest my food!"

Before joining the battlefield, the Five-Tails chakra that Sora had crammed into his body through his wild feast now completely fused with his body as the Overlord passive was activated!

Under everyone's stunned gazes, Yotsuki Sora, who had been grievously wounded just moments ago, fully recovered within a few breaths.

He sprang up from the ground.

The aura radiating from him was like that of a Super Saiyan who had swallowed a Senzu Bean.

There was no strongest—only stronger!

"It's time for round two, Onoki!"