Deep Forest Emergence

Chenshu Senju did not spare the others in the camp a second glance and walked straight out.

With both hands in his trench coat pockets, he moved at an unhurried pace, showing none of the urgency of someone about to enter battle.

Sasuke carried the chipped Kusanagi Sword and followed closely behind with a cold expression.

From the shadows outside the tent, Kimimaro silently emerged and joined the group without a word.

Chenshu Senju stretched out his right hand and, without warning, pressed it onto Sasuke and Kimimaro's shoulders.

The black Flying Thunder God formula flickered rapidly at his fingertips as powerful spatial coordinates instantly locked into place in his mind.

An immense burst of chakra erupted, and an invisible distortion swallowed all three of them on the spot.

At the border of the Land of Fire, the First Division's combat zone.

The battlefield's charred stench mixed with the heavy reek of blood, whipping through the cold wind so fiercely that people could barely keep their eyes open.

Dense masses of white monsters were everywhere, like white waves that filled even the horizon at a glance.

These White Zetsu felt no pain and were mindlessly using human-wave tactics to frantically drain the Allied Forces' chakra.

Darui, the Raikage's guard, stood at the very front of the line, covered in white slime and foul-smelling mud.

He panted heavily, his chest rising and falling violently.

The thick short blade in his hand had long since been chopped into a row of jagged notches.

"Storm Release: Laser Circus!"

Gritting his teeth, Darui forcibly squeezed out the little chakra he had left and thrust both hands forward.

More than a dozen blinding lasers shot from his palms, ricocheting nimbly through the air and precisely piercing the heads of dozens of White Zetsu in