Orochimaru's words, "settle old scores," were like a red-hot branding iron searing Hiruzen Sarutobi's already scarred heart.
Before the old monkey could recover from the shock of betrayal.
"Ninja Art: Four Violet Flames Formation!"
Four hoarse voices rang out simultaneously from the four corners of the VIP stands.
At some point, four strange figures wearing Otogakure forehead protectors had already taken up advantageous positions.
Their hands formed seals, and four walls of purple chakra light erupted from the ground, closing together in midair in an instant.
They formed a massive, airtight purple barrier that tightly sealed off the entire main platform!
Outside, the Leaf Village Anbu's expressions changed drastically as they desperately bombarded the barrier with ninjutsu.
Yet they only created ripples, unable to leave even a single white mark.
A bloody master-and-disciple drama, prepared especially for the Third Hokage, had officially begun.
Inside the barrier.
The purple curtain of light dyed everything in an eerie hue.
Orochimaru dropped his disguise and slowly peeled off the human-skin mask on his face, revealing his pale, handsome features.
His golden vertical pupils were filled with undisguised killing intent and mockery.
"Sensei, it's been a long time. Your body is still so... 'robust.'"
Orochimaru extended his long tongue and licked his cracked lips, smiling like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.
Hiruzen Sarutobi trembled with rage. Pointing at his nose, even his voice shook.
"Orochimaru! You... traitorous disciple!"
"You actually dared to collude with outsiders and betray the village!"
"Betray?"
Orochimaru seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and laughed in fury.
"Sensei, those words really wound me."
He advanced step by step, his hoarse voice piercing to the heart with every word.
"Back when I was obsessed with human experimentation, who turned a blind eye behind the