Whether they were Uchiha Yuu's enemies or allies, their eyes were filled with gravity. Every building near the edge of the Forest of Death had been destroyed!
Even Konoha's gates and walls had been torn apart by that terrifying wind.
Uchiha Yuu's outburst seemed to have injected the Uchiha clan members present with adrenaline. Under Uchiha Fugaku's leadership, they charged forward at full speed.
Fugaku did not know how great a burden such a terrifying ninjutsu placed on Uchiha Yuu, so he had to seize this opening and lead his clansmen away as quickly as possible.
Meanwhile, Akatsuki began its final assault. Sasori, positioned at the front, controlled countless puppets and served as the main combatant. His true body was already hidden inside Hiruko; ordinary ninjutsu and kunai could not pierce his body at all.
Orochimaru stood atop the high ground. Suppressing the shock in his heart, he lightly licked the corner of his mouth and swept his gloomy gaze over Jiraiya before saying without courtesy:
"Among the three of us, you were universally acknowledged as the dead last. But there is no denying that you were the Third Hokage's finest disciple, perfectly inheriting his Will of Fire. Unfortunately, his Will of Fire is wrong. Konoha has long since rotted away. If you believe me, we can leave together tonight!"
It was not that Orochimaru could not bring himself to strike his former companion. Rather, Jiraiya's strength was on par with his own, and it would be difficult to shake off his pursuit.
"Orochimaru, do you even know what you're saying? Konoha is the village we love, not a place for you to run wild!"
Two toads appeared on Jiraiya's shoulders. The two sages provided him with immense help, but Jiraiya was still not prepared to become enemies with his