The mountaintop fell silent once more. There was only the whimper of wind through the forest, along with the lingering scorched smell in the air and the faint tang of blood.
Nine elite jonin had been wiped out in just a few breaths.
"Let's go," Ba Cangyue said coldly.
The three figures blurred again, then vanished completely into the heavy dusk, as if they had never appeared at all.
Half an hour later.
Hyuga Tosei led a large group of elite jonin from the Hyuga Branch Family, the Hozuki Clan, and the Snow Clan to the mountaintop, their faces grim.
When they saw the bodies of their clansmen lying scattered across the ground, and those shocking states of death—
Everyone's face darkened like the sky before a storm, and suppressed fury spread through the air.
Hyuga Tosei crouched down, examining the fatal wounds and the battle traces left nearby.
The more he looked, the graver his expression became, his brows locking tightly together.
"Grand Elder... how is it?" Hyuga Ryusuke asked, forcing down his grief and rage.
Hyuga Tosei slowly stood up, his voice heavier than ever before. "There were only three of them. The ones who actually killed... were only two of them."
"What?" The crowd erupted at once.
Hyuga Ryusuke could hardly believe it. "You mean... two people? They killed Longdu and the other eight elite jonin?"
"That's right." Hyuga Tosei nodded heavily. "And every single one of them was killed in one strike!
Longdu and the others... didn't even get the chance to form hand seals and fight back!
The enemy's speed, strength, and control over their techniques had all reached an inconceivable level!"
"Hiss—" A wave of sharp inhales sounded all around.
Nine elite jonin had been instantly killed by two people?
That was simply a