Red Sand Canyon, The boundary between heaven and earth was completely blurred by the angry yellow sand.
Xuan, like an eternal demon god, stands proudly at the absolute center of the storm.
The black robe embroidered with ominous red clouds rustled in the hundreds of meters of sand waves, but not even a trace of dust could stain it.
In his right eye, a strange triangular pinwheel-shaped Mangekyō Sharingan was slowly rotating in an indifferent rhythm, and the entire world was disassembled into the most basic energy forms in his eyes.
In the air, those tiny ripples caused by the escape of Shukaku chakra were like the dying sparks, clearly reflected in the depths of his pupils.
"After the Four-Tails incident, the seal was loosened by 3.7%." Xuan's voice was low and cold, as if he was not talking to anyone, but stating an established fact, "It's enough, enough for me to pry open a gap leading to the treasure house of power."
Before he finished speaking, the airflow around him stagnated slightly, as if an invisible command had been issued.
In the shadow of the steep rock walls hundreds of meters high on both sides, three puppets with cold metallic light stretched out their limbs silently. They were the masterpieces of "Sasori of the Red Sands" and Saori.
Countless Chakra Threadss that were thinner than hair connected her fingertips to the core of the puppet. As she flicked her ten fingers, countless Iron Sands that had been buried under the rock formation began to resonate at a specific frequency, and an invisible killing array quietly took shape.
In the Taruk Tribe camp further away, Baba Tesshin, disguised as a homeless man, was pasting the last tampered charm into the core of the water source that the tribe relied on for survival.
Tonight, the vigilance of these desert residents, who are known for their keen senses, will be completely paralyzed by this sweet spring water.
Thirty miles away, the Fifth Kazekage and Gaara of Land of Wind were leading an elite team to rush through the boundless sea of sand.
Next to him, Kizashi Haruno, a special crystal monitor in his hand was making an increasingly rapid beep, and the light was beating violently.
"Lord Kazekage!" Kizashi Haruno's tone was full of anxiety, "Shukaku's chakra leakage is accelerating! If this continues, the seal is very likely to break for the second time!"
Gaara didn't look back, he just closed his eyes gently, feeling the increasingly manic fluctuations of consciousness of the giant beast in his body.
It was not anger, but a fear originating from the depths of the soul.
His voice was terrifyingly calm, but it also contained an unshakable heaviness. "It's afraid... that something is coming to take it away."
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his green eyes were as deep as ancient wells, but burning with the flame of determination.
"Then let me be its shield." He said word by word, "Tailed Beast are never weapons that can be discarded at will. They are us... they are proof of atonement that we must bear."
Before the words were spoken, a sudden change occurred!
The seemingly flat sand dunes ahead suddenly collapsed without warning, and a huge deep pit formed instantly.
Under the deep pit, a giant net made of countless black gold metals tempered with Magnet Release chakra suddenly appeared. The runes engraved on it lit up with a ghostly light the moment they came into contact with the air, exuding a terrifying aura that devoured all living beings - this was exactly the killer trap that Xuan spent seven hours personally setting, "Soul-Devouring Formation"!
"You go!" In the blink of an eye, Gaara's survival instinct overcame everything else.
He suddenly raised his hand, and the gourd behind him exploded instantly. The endless flow of sand turned into an indestructible spherical barrier, and Kizashi Haruno and other team members were violently thrown away with irresistible force.
However, this violent movement also affected his old wounds that had not yet healed, and a wisp of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
That's it now!
The next moment, a thick, ink-like black mist rose into the sky from the bottom of the sand, condensing into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun. The palm pointed at the seal on Gaara's lower abdomen!
A figure stepped on the quicksand and appeared in front of Gaara like a ghost.
It's Xuan!
His right eye Mangekyō Sharingan suddenly contracted, and [Myriad Phenomena Return to the Eye] activated!
In an instant, he understood all the details of the chakra flow of Shukaku - a pulse-like surge every three seconds. Each surge will cause the seal runes to dim for 0.01 second, which is the weakest gap in the entire seal system!
"Got you."
Xuan's right hand was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black mist that seemed to be able to swallow light, and he pressed Gaara's Dantian with incomparable precision!
The cold system notification sounded loudly in his mind:
"Pure Yang Release Tailed Beast Chakra detected... Energy purity 92.4%!"
"Forced Divestment Protocol Initiates... Start Divestment!"
"Ho--!"
An inhumanly terrifying roar echoed through the sky!
The entire desert seemed to have been detonated by an invisible bomb. Golden waves of sand rose into the sky. A huge golden fox face made of high-density chakra loomed in the sandstorm. Shukaku's boundless anger turned into a substantial storm, sweeping in all directions!
Gaara fell to the ground in pain, his body trembling violently due to the violent withdrawal of chakra, but he still used all his strength to grab Xuan's arm that was pressed against his abdomen. His green eyes were full of pleading and confusion. "You don't understand at all... it's not just power... it's also a lonely soul that has been imprisoned for thousands of years!"
"Lonely?" A cold sarcasm curled up at the corner of Xuan's mouth.
In his left eye, three Tomoes rotated rapidly and connected instantly to form - Eye Technique, [Soul Devourer]!
In an instant, what reflected in Xuan's eyes was no longer Gaara's painful face, but ancient pictures from the depths of Shukaku's soul: In the endless darkness, the young Shukaku was killed by First Hokage Hashirama Senju's Wood Release's giant hands held it tightly, and the cold sealing chains wrapped around its body, depriving it of its freedom and dignity.
The loneliness and despair of being abandoned by the whole world and being regarded as a monster have been clearly conveyed across thousands of years.
"So, you were once so lonely?" Xuan's voice was as low as a dream, "Unfortunately... you now are just my nourishment to the throne of God."
The moment [Soul Devourer] was activated, Shukaku's instinctive emotional impact was instantly analyzed and reversed by the system, turning into a stronger reverse mental suppression force, which was fiercely blasted into Shukaku's sea of consciousness!
Shukaku's roar stopped suddenly, as if an invisible big hand was strangling his throat.
In this one-thousandth of a second of stasis, a ray of chakra that was more dazzling than gold and mixed with a strange red light was forcibly drawn out by Xuan from the crack in the seal!
Kizashi Haruno in the distance saw Kazekage suffering, and Hand Seals tried to use Medical Ninjutsu with his hands, but was instantly wrapped around his body by several puppet threads that shot out from the shadows and shone with strange purple light. The chakra meridians were immediately blocked by the poison, making him unable to move.
On the other side, the belated Taruk Tribe warriors had just rushed into the battlefield, but the sand beneath their feet exploded. The kerosene that Baba Tesshin had already laid in the sand was instantly detonated. The raging flames completely swallowed up this desert elite. The screams and the crackle of the flames were mixed together, forming a desperate symphony.
"Buzz--"
As the last ray of golden chakra was sucked into his palm, Xuan slowly withdrew his hand.
Gaara could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he collapsed completely on the sand. His originally rosy face was now as pale as paper, and his life seemed to have been sucked away with him.
"Your belief is beautiful, Kazekage." Xuan looked down at him condescendingly, without any mercy in his eyes, "It's a pity that in this world where even breathing requires strength, peace cannot be eaten."
He turned around and looked in the direction of Hidden Leaf Village and Kumogakure.
In his left eye, the original three Tomoe patterns had been quietly reorganized the moment it absorbed the Shukaku chakra.
Three dark crescent moons replaced Tomoe, connected to each other, and outlined a new pattern full of ominousness and majesty.
His vision changed drastically at this moment, and the whole world became clearer than ever before - he could even predict the movement trajectory of every grain of dust in the strong wind in the next second.
The system's cold prompt sounded again:
"Successfully obtained the 'Tailed Beast Chakra primary sample'!"
"The 'Chakra Essence Analysis' module has been opened... starting to analyze the One-Tail chakra composition..."
At this moment, the distant sky was suddenly torn apart by several dazzling light marks, which were the special flares of the Hidden Leaf Village pursuit force!
Immediately afterwards, in the emergency communication band of Raikage's Office, an encrypted broadcast resounded in the headsets of all Hidden Cloud Village ninjas. "The target has confirmed that it has contacted One-Tail Jinchuriki! Attention all units, execute the highest level 'Joint Annihilation Order' immediately!"
Facing this dragnet, the corners of Xuan's mouth slightly raised, raising an arc that he could control.
He just waved his hand lightly and detonated the Iron Sand Resonance Array that Saori had already laid.
"Boom--!"
The entire Red Sand Canyon began to collapse in the violent resonance.
Countless rocks and yellow sand rushed towards the central battlefield like a flood that broke a bank. In an instant, they completely buried the area where a fierce battle had just taken place, forming a bottomless and terrifying abyss.
All traces of the battle, all the blood and screams, were completely erased by this natural disaster-like scene.
He took one last look at Gaara, who was struggling to get up in the dust, and his voice was as light as a gust of wind. "This is just the beginning... Next, it's Matatabi's turn."
Sand and dust filled the air, covering everything.
Deep in the unnoticed depths, a crow with jet-black feathers flapped its wings quietly, and one of its eyes was a scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
It lightly picked up a drop of blood mixed with golden-red chakra from the ground, and then disappeared into the endless night, flying towards the unknown distance.
The storm subsided and the abyss was silent, as if nothing had happened.
However, under this dead desert, an undercurrent that could subvert the entire ninja world has just begun to truly brew in a secret corner that no one knows about.