Yuki Shirakawa's wounds had never healed since his last battle with Jing Xiu.
Now, under siege by the three great Bloodline Families, his plight had only worsened.
Jing Xiu did not know how the elderly Madara and Zetsu had orchestrated all this, but he had no intention of missing the splendid opportunity before him.
Lightning flashed as Jing Xiu broke through the encirclement and charged into Yuki Shirakawa's Demonic Mirroring Ice Crystals.
"Yuki Shirakawa, long time no see!"
Jing Xiu transmitted his voice directly to Yuki Shirakawa.
Already gravely wounded, the Third Mizukage knew there was no hope of escape the moment he heard Jing Xiu's voice.
He had thought that if he could just hold out long enough, Genji and his dear student, Karatachi Yagura, would come to rescue him.
Reinforcements that showed no sign of arriving were nothing more than Yuki Shirakawa's wishful thinking.
Jing Xiu's transmitted voice became the final snowflake before the avalanche.
Before the Hozuki, Kaguya, and Yuki Clans could react, Jing Xiu made his move.
He had already slipped into one of the ice mirrors and vanished into the ruins of Uzushio Village, carrying the dying Yuki Shirakawa.
Jing Xiu looked at Yuki Shirakawa, whose breaths were going out more than they were coming in.
He sighed softly. "Yuki Shirakawa, do you have any last wishes?"
Yuki Shirakawa gave a bleak smile. "I can't accept this!"
Seeing him like this, Jing Xiu did not hesitate. He reached out with both hands and undid Isobu the Three-Tails' seal.
At some point, Zetsu had appeared not far from Jing Xiu with the unconscious Rin Nohara.
"You seal the Three-Tails. If I do it, that girl will become a true jinchūriki."
Sealing a tailed beast consumed an enormous amount of chakra and left both mind and body