All of Yongye's Shadow Clones raised their hands, pressed three fingers together, and rapidly gathered energy.
Clusters of translucent energy formed between their fingers and compressed from fist-sized to egg-sized, then from egg-sized to thumb-sized. Their edges glowed milky white in the sunlight.
Three-Part Origin Energy!
Three-Part Divine Finger!
Then dozens of piercing whistles split the air at once!
The thumb-sized clusters shot from the Shadow Clones' fingertips, trailing milky-white streaks as they flew toward Deva Path Pain from every direction.
The whistles were sharp and dense, like an entire swarm of startled bees shrieking.
Deva Path Pain's Rinnegan spun rapidly!
He twisted in midair, the hem of his Red Cloud Robe whipping upward in the rushing air.
The first cluster skimmed his shoulder and punched through the outer wall of a still-smoking ruin behind him. The second grazed his waist and tore his robe. The third, fourth, and fifth came from different directions. He dodged six shots, but the seventh pierced his left arm.
Then came the eighth, ninth, and tenth.
The clusters struck one after another, piercing his abdomen, right shoulder, thigh, and chest. Each dull impact opened another bloody hole, spraying blood and shredded cloth through the air.
In the blink of an eye, he had been riddled with holes!
The impacts sent him tumbling backward twice in midair. Then he fell like a rag from ten meters up and crashed into a pile of rubble, kicking up a ring of dust.
On another stretch of Ruins, Orochimaru saw what happened and cursed in frustration.
"God Pain, my ass!"
"He's an idiot!"
"He knew Uchiha Yongye was still out there, yet he wasted so much Chakra!"
Jiraiya stood three meters in front of Orochimaru.
He had finished forming Hand Seals. His white hair streamed upward in