I Am the Wave That Sweeps Across the World!

The terrifying aura drained the color from every face present.

Yotsuki Sora had shattered their understanding again and again.

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A Tailed Beast in human form, with an unmatched physique.

His Lightning Release Ninjutsu rivaled the strongest Raikage's, and he could withstand Dust Release head-on without losing ground.

And now, even the wounds Dust Release inflicted on him could heal.

With injuries like that, not just living flesh but even the cells themselves should have been reduced to molecules.

Yet he could regenerate without a single cell left.

Was this guy really human?

But there was no point thinking about that now. Human or not, he was the enemy they had to face.

"Impossible! There's no such thing as an invincible shinobi. Even if you can recover from wounds like those, the cost must be enormous!"

Ōnoki was a seasoned veteran for a reason.

He, too, had been shaken by the abilities Sora had displayed.

But keeping his side's morale intact came first!

Besides, he refused to believe Sora could regenerate endlessly, without cost, and live forever.

If the man truly had that kind of power, why fight a war at all? They might as well surrender to the Hidden Cloud.

The Hidden Cloud had not swept across the Shinobi World. It had let the war drag on this long and had even used Yotsuki Sora to draw enemy fire earlier. That proved he was not invincible.

Blood Lightning flared as Sora charged in with unstoppable force.

"Wind Release: Thousand-Faced Wind!"

Dust Release consumed too much chakra. And given the abilities Yotsuki Sora had shown, Wind Release might prove nearly as effective.

Thousands of invisible gusts sharpened into blades and slashed toward him.

The surging wind did indeed hamper Sora's movements.

But Ōnoki did not relax in the slightest.

Even without that special bloodline ability, Yotsuki Sora was every bit the Third Raikage's equal.

Ōnoki had gone to extraordinary lengths to kill the Third Raikage. Only after wearing him down to exhaustion had he finally managed it.

There was a reason for that. At full strength, with his Strongest Lightning Release Armor active, the Third Raikage could roam a battlefield at will. Even thousands of shinobi surrounding him could not easily stop him from escaping.

After meticulous planning, Ōnoki had finally inflicted a grievous wound on Yotsuki Sora.

Who could have guessed the man also possessed the Radiant Nightblade?

That meant if Yotsuki Sora, now back at full strength, wanted to flee, Ōnoki truly could not stop him.

But...

He showed no sign of wanting to retreat.

At Ōnoki's command, the Hidden Stone shinobi unleashed a barrage of Wind and Fire Release techniques. But the man wreathed in blood-gold Pride plowed through their techniques and ranks like a runaway truck, smashing into everything in his path.

Booms rolled one after another, and clouds of dust swallowed the battlefield.

"I am the wave that sweeps across the world!"

Yotsuki Sora became a streak of bloody light. In an instant, he crossed more than a hundred meters and plunged into the heart of the Iwagakure forces.

Bodies flew wherever he went!

Boom!

With a casual kick, he caved in the chest of a Hidden Stone shinobi reinforced by a strengthening technique and sent him flying.

The force did not fade as the shinobi flew. It passed straight through him and struck those behind him!

Several Hidden Stone shinobi were caught off guard and killed on the spot.

But in the next instant, several razor-sharp Wind Release attacks converged on Sora from every direction.

Excitement flashed across his face. He thrust both hands out and clenched them.

The air around him seemed to gather in his grip. Every Wind Release technique shattered at once.

Blood Lightning flashed. He had turned the place into his own arena, driving through the Hidden Stone ranks with brutal, close-range blows. No one could stop him.

The blood on his blade had yet to cool, and already more souls fell before him!

"Enough of your rampage!"

"Earth Release: Hardening Technique! Earth Release: Rock Fist Technique! Earth Release: Super Light-Weight Rock Technique!"

Seeing Yotsuki Sora slaughter the Hidden Stone shinobi, a burly figure could bear it no longer. He leaped in front of Sora's massive fist.

Boom!!

The fist, empowered by three techniques, slammed into Sora's. The tremendous force only made the excitement in Sora's eyes burn brighter.

Now that's a powerful punch!

But can it stop me?

His left fist locked against the Rock Fist. Blood-gold Pride, blazing like fire, engulfed his entire right arm.

Then—

He punched!

True damage. Knuckle Down. Penetrating force!

Akatsuchi spat a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his organs. At last, he felt just how heavy this man's fists were.

He had been born with tremendous strength and unrivaled Monster Strength, and he had devoted his training to strengthening his body. Yet beside Yotsuki Sora, he was like a toddler who had just learned to walk, facing a heavyweight champion in the ring.

What kind of absurd matchup is this?

"Akatsuchi!"

Ōnoki's breathing quickened. A white, square barrier formed between his half-clasped hands as he roared at Yotsuki Sora.

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

A brilliant white cube hurtled toward him with the power to erase everything in its path. Yotsuki Sora only grinned savagely. He neither dodged nor retreated.

The blood-gold Pride around his right arm surged. At the instant the Dust Release reached him, he threw a punch to meet it!

Deliberate Blast Punch!!

The moment his fist struck the Dust Release, space itself seemed to freeze.

Then a violent torrent of energy burst outward like a broken dam.

The shockwave hurled Akatsuchi hundreds of meters into a rock wall. Blinding white light intertwined with Blood Lightning, forming a pillar of energy that shot into the sky and reduced everything within a hundred meters to dust!

Ōnoki hurriedly used the Light-Weight Rock Technique to steady himself. Then he saw a figure wrapped in Blood Lightning walk out of the dust, completely unharmed.

"Again? It happened again?!"

The Hidden Stone shinobi cried out in despair.

He had taken Dust Release head-on several times, yet not even the hem of his clothes was damaged. It defied everything they knew!

Yotsuki Sora shook out his wrist, the battle lust in his eyes burning brighter.

"Old man, your Dust Release... has gotten soft."

"Bastard!"

Ōnoki growled, but no matter how much he cursed, he had to accept the truth.

No matter how many Hidden Stone shinobi faced Yotsuki Sora, they were ants trying to shake a tree.

He could not let his forces keep taking losses like this. Even with all the resources at his command, he could not endure a dozen deaths every second for long.

Worse, those deaths were meaningless. They achieved nothing, and Ōnoki could not accept that.

His eyes stayed fixed on Yotsuki Sora. He gripped the rock wall beside him and broke off a stone, as though he had made up his mind.

"So an old man like you can still make that face."

"Since when was my Will of Stone yours to comment on, brat?"

Clutching the stone, Ōnoki barked an order.

"Everyone, fall back! Keep your distance!"