Shattered Chakra Blade

Fugaku could not help pressing further.

He leaned forward slightly, the composure he had maintained earlier now replaced by intense curiosity.

"If Konoha truly created a Wood Release ninja, where is that person now?"

"And how powerful is he?"

Lie Yang did not answer.

He lowered his head, finished the tea in his cup, and gently set it back on the table.

The bottom of the cup touched the wooden table without making much sound.

The next moment, his figure became like the surface of water disturbed by a tossed stone.

His outline rippled outward.

His clothes, long hair, and body all turned into layers of ripples.

Fugaku abruptly activated his Sharingan.

The three tomoe spun rapidly.

Yet he saw no hand seals and sensed no burst of Chakra.

Lie Yang had completely vanished from his seat.

Only a cup of tea that still held some warmth remained in the room.

Asuma suddenly rose to his feet.

The Hyūga Jōnin instinctively stepped back half a pace as well.

The swarm of insects within the Aburame Jōnin's sleeves finally resumed moving, yet not a single one dared approach the place where Lie Yang had been sitting.

"A Shadow Clone Technique?"

The Yamanaka Jōnin's voice tightened.

Fugaku looked at the empty seat of honor and slowly deactivated his Sharingan.

"Even I failed to see when he left behind a substitute."

The Nara Clan Jōnin stared at the cup of tea.

"He never seriously participated in these negotiations."

"From the moment we entered the residence, the one speaking with us may not have been the original body."

Asuma sharply turned toward Kurenai Yuhi.

Kurenai Yuhi stood beside the table, her expression equally complicated.

She had lived with Lie Yang for so long.

Yet even after he vanished, she could not determine whether the