The dust settled over the battlefield.
The four legendary Kage who had once shaken the shinobi world had all been utterly defeated by Ye Chuan alone, with a single blade.
The terrifying aftermath of the battle still left the surrounding sands covered in jagged cracks.
After a brief, deathly silence, Gaara was the first to react, immediately issuing orders to the Fourth Division's shinobi:
"Quick! Sealing Squad! Seal the remains of the Third Raikage and Fourth Kazekage immediately!"
The Allied shinobi snapped out of their daze and hurried forward, beginning to handle the two Kage's Impure World Reincarnation remains with great care.
As for the Second Mizukage and Second Tsuchikage, Ye Chuan's special attacks had erased them, so no additional sealing was needed.
The Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, floated in midair, watching the black-haired youth calmly sheathe his blade nearby.
He instinctively touched his neck, almost feeling the illusion of that cold blade sliding across it.
"Gulp..."
He swallowed with difficulty. The disdain he had felt because the other party was his junior had long since vanished, replaced by profound wariness.
This kid... he's a monster the likes of which the world rarely sees!
Ōnoki thought to himself:
Those inconceivable slashes, that elusive speed and perception...
I've lived all these years, yet I've never seen such an absurdly powerful young man!
I'm afraid the entire balance of the shinobi world will change because of him in the future.
Konoha... is it about to produce someone truly invincible?
He even wondered how many moves his old bones could have withstood against attacks like Ye Chuan's if he had stood among those four Kage just now.
The thought sent a chill through him.
Forget it. A monster like this is best left alone.
Ōnoki abandoned any thought of becoming Ye Chuan's enemy.