Hatake Sakumo was unable to change his trajectory in midair and could only fall stiffly onto the spikes.
Seeing this, Ōnoki did not let his guard down. While secretly recovering his chakra, he continued to observe the changes around him.
Because just as Hatake Sakumo had landed on the earthen spikes, he had turned into a puff of white smoke.
Ōnoki knew very well that it was impossible to kill a Kage-level powerhouse with such a simple little trap.
So, this ability—or rather, this ninjutsu—had merely been a buffer to give him time to recover his chakra.
The situation now was equivalent to Ōnoki being in the open while Hatake Sakumo was hidden in the shadows. He had to be wary of any changes around him, waiting to strike.
Suddenly, a ninja hound ran out from the nearby woods.
The scare made Ōnoki jump. He hurriedly gathered chakra and fired a Dust Release toward the direction where the ninja hound had appeared.
Just as the attack was about to hit the ninja hound, it suddenly turned into a puff of white smoke and vanished.
"Is that all Konoha's White Fang can do?"
"You're a Kage-level powerhouse, yet you still don't dare face an old man with one foot in the grave head-on?"
Ōnoki was under considerable pressure, so he intended to talk some trash to ease his mood. Of course, it would be even better if he could truly provoke Hatake Sakumo into revealing himself.
As Ōnoki continued spewing insults, there was no movement from the surroundings. That made him nervous, but it also raised a question in his mind.
Has this guy taken a ninja's abilities to such an extreme?
If it had been an ordinary ninja, Ōnoki would not have found it surprising. But this was Hatake Sakumo,