"Yōtai!"
Only after Hayano Yōtai fell dead did Takigakure's Great Elder react, roaring,
"Damn you! Kill him!"
His furious voice filled the sealing chamber, and his gaze burned with murderous intent as he stared at Yechen.
In truth, he did not need to say anything. The Anbu ninjas had already moved.
Unfortunately, even though they were Takigakure's elite, their strength amounted to little before Yechen.
Yechen did not even activate his Sharingan. He darted about where he stood, holding two fingers together like a sword, and used the properties of the Gold-Shattering Finger to deflect every kunai flying toward him.
Then, with a casual jab of his finger, tiny needles of golden sand shot rapidly from the ground, piercing straight through the charging Takigakure Anbu ninjas.
Blood sprayed. Several Takigakure Anbu ninjas died on the spot without even realizing what had struck them.
The others stared in shock. They had never seen ninjutsu like this.
Before they could react, Yechen jabbed his finger again. Countless tiny needles of golden sand shot from underground once more, killing the remaining sealing ninjas.
The Seven-Tails seemed to sense the threat. With no energy sustaining the seal, it had loosened considerably, and the beast immediately roared again and again, launching indiscriminate attacks at everyone present.
A single flap of its wings whipped the air into a gale and scattered countless motes of scale powder throughout the cavern.
The fierce wind was manageable. Whether Yechen or the Takigakure ninjas, they could largely keep their footing by gathering energy beneath their feet.
The scale powder, however, was another matter.
Not only could it obscure an enemy's vision, it could also disrupt their senses. It was highly poisonous, and anyone who inhaled it or came into contact with it would immediately become paralyzed, unable to move.
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