Intercepting Danzo

The cold wind of the Land of Iron howled wildly outside the conference hall.

Chenshu Senju paid no attention to the Five Kage behind him, who had yet to recover from the shock.

This pointless hearing had gone on long enough.

Following the lingering traces of chakra left behind by White Zetsu, he charged straight into the raging snowstorm.

As for Obito, that delusional patient with god-tier imagination, Kakashi was just the right person to catch up with him.

North of the Land of Iron, at the ruins of an abandoned samurai fortress.

A massive, broken stone bridge spanned a bottomless gorge.

A brutal fight to the death was unfolding amid the swirling snow.

Purple chakra churned through the air, forming a skeletal giant more than ten meters tall.

Susanoo's enormous bony hand gripped a chakra greatsword and viciously slashed down at the solid bridge deck.

The violent impact shattered the bluestone slabs, sending countless chunks of rubble and snow cascading into the abyss.

Black flames still burned across the bridge.

An elderly figure rolled through the rubble in a miserable dodge, then fired several sharp Wind Release: Vacuum Waves in return.

Sasuke stood beneath Susanoo's protection, gasping heavily.

Crimson blood flowed from his bloodshot left eye, trailing down his pale cheek and dripping onto the freezing stone.

The strain on his ocular power was nearly draining him dry.

His legs trembled, and his vision was beginning to blur.

Standing across from him was the once lofty leader of Root, Shimura Danzō.

Danzo tore away the sealing bandages covering his right arm, exposing the pale, rough limb to the air.

That arm, cultivated using the First Hokage's cells, was densely embedded with more than a dozen rotating Sharingan.

Each eye was scarlet, and even the surrounding muscles twitched faintly