"Old dog, do you have any improper thoughts about what belongs to me?"
A cold voice reverberated through the ruined underground laboratory. The sound waves carried tangible gravity, shattering the remaining blastproof glass on the walls. Shards rained down into the blood and yellow-green pus covering the floor, splashing up waves of acrid acid mist.
Danzo stared fixedly at the three-meter-tall azure phantom suspended in midair. His cloudy left eye was bloodshot from extreme shock, and the corner of it had even split, leaking beads of blood. His bony fingers gripped his wooden cane tightly, his nails nearly digging into its grain.
"Hyuga Xiao..." Danzo gritted his teeth and forced out the name that had kept him awake at night. His voice was dry, carrying a barely perceptible tremor.
He simply could not understand how a Branch House rogue ninja, who should have been besieged by every faction in the Land of Iron, could cross a thousand miles and project his power directly into Root's most heavily guarded underground base beneath Leaf Village!
And it was only a projection, yet it had forced his fourteen most elite killing machines to their knees, coughing blood. Even that mutated monster that had devoured First-Generation Cells and Astral Matter lay on the ground whimpering like a beaten stray dog.
"Surprised?" Hyuga Xiao's projection looked down at Danzo from above. There was no anger in those azure eyes flowing with starlight, only the utmost disgust one would feel toward trash.
The projection slowly raised its right hand.
"Bang!"
Another dull boom rang out. Gravity within a thirty-meter radius surged once more.
The Root ninjas kneeling on the ground let out shrill screams. Their bones snapped under the unbearable pressure. Several ANBU who were too badly injured had their internal organs crushed outright, blood and