"What a lunatic!"
Motoi's hair stood on end as he watched Muzan in the deep-water area. The current had taken on the color of lightning, and blue bolts occasionally flashed through it like water snakes.
A crisscrossing web of lightning covered the entire stretch of water. Several nearby ninjas who had failed to dodge in time were struck by the electricity and left numb.
The range was considerable.
Not to mention Muzan in the deep-water area, whose entire body was enduring the onslaught of lightning.
The Chunin and Genin nearby were not qualified to join their battle, but several powerful Konoha Ninja learned from their comrades that it was Muzan and were greatly alarmed, wanting to rush over and rescue him.
It was impossible to pull Muzan out in such a short time.
They could only hope that Muzan survived. Otherwise, if the White Fang of Konoha lost his beloved son and fell into a rage, the entire plan might go awry.
Muzan's condition was not too bad. Though water conducted electricity, the current had already weakened in the deep-water area, even if his entire body was being shocked.
His clothes had not been burned through. He was quietly waiting for an opportunity.
His opponent could not use Chakra without restraint. He was not Muzan, whose Chakra was measured in tons.
Just as Muzan had expected, Motoi's condition was deteriorating. Seeing that there had been no movement in the deep-water area, he assumed Muzan had been knocked unconscious or even killed, so the current gradually weakened.
As the last arc of electricity vanished, the surrounding ninjas even stopped fighting and focused entirely on the lake.
"Could Muzan really be dead? How are we supposed to explain this to Lord Sakumo?!"
"Haha, we finally killed him! Lord Motoi truly is powerful!"