With a single sword stroke, he leveled three great mountains.
This miraculous scene was incredibly awe-inspiring.
On the main battlefield, Madara Uchiha's newly summoned Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, with its thousands of massive arms capable of flattening a ninja village, was now frozen in mid-air, unable to swing or retract, appearing utterly comical.
Madara's true form was staring intently at the massive, smooth, mirror-like fault line in the distance, and for the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in his Rinnegan.
He was the pinnacle of the old era, the embodiment of legend.
The strongest attacks he knew were either his Perfect Susanoo combined with the Nine-Tails, or the Rinnegan's Tengai Shinsei.
But the power displayed by this junior was completely beyond his comprehension.
That's not Ninjutsu.
That's not human power at all!
That is pure, irrational, higher-dimensional power of rules!
So, ancestors? Do you still think I'm trying to stop a chariot with my bare hands?
Gen'yō's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, emanated from the golden Susanoo of God, pulling Madara back to reality from his shock.
You rascal.
Madara Uchiha took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the horror in his heart, his eyes becoming sharp and crazed again.
You've truly given me a wonderful surprise! I admit, you now have the right to speak to me as an equal!
But! The battle has only just begun! Don't think you can intimidate me, Madara Uchiha, with such flashy but ineffective moves!
As he spoke, the Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands and the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path the Outer Path beneath his feet roared simultaneously, and thousands of giant arms and the demonic statue's claws rained down on the golden Susanoo of God like a storm!
Faced with this saturation attack that would make any Kage Level expert despair, Gen'yō merely snorted coldly.
Itachi, Shisui, Obito.
His orders were clearly transmitted to the Amaterasu flagship through the armor's communication system.
I'll take care of that old guy.
You, proceed as planned and clean up those flies on the ground. Especially those culprits who summoned this old man, I want them alive.
Yes, sir!
On the flagship, three figures echoed in unison.
The next second, three streaks of light descended from the sky!
Shisui Uchiha, clad in purple Susanoo armor, flapped his wings and transformed into a streak of green lightning, charging directly towards the Hokage Building in Konoha. His target was the Konoha High Command who were still putting up a last-ditch resistance.
Uchiha Itachi took a more direct approach. He stood in mid-air, his perfectly formed Three-Tomoe Sharingan slowly rotating.
Susanoo!
A crimson Susanoo, towering a hundred meters tall and bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to his father Fugaku's Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan Susanoo, but more refined and agile, instantly took shape!
Although it was only a semi-finished product, its powerful aura was already comparable to that of an ordinary fully-formed one!
The crimson Susanoo, wielding the Totsuka Blade and the Yata Mirror, charged towards the Wood Clone on the ground who were besieging the villagers, like a war god descended to earth!
Obito, on the other hand, let out bursts of excited, strange laughter.
Hehehe, boss, watch me seal off this area for you!
His Void God armor shone with a dark light, and he instantly merged into the void.
The next second, the spatial barrier centered on the entire ruins of Konoha began to thicken at a visible speed, as if it had turned from clear water into thick syrup.
Any ninja attempting to leave the battlefield using the Body Flicker Technique or Flying Thunder God Technique will be horrified to find their body seemingly trapped in a swamp, making it impossible to use Ninjutsu!
Obito used his evolved Kamui power to turn this battlefield into a veritable spatial prison!
On the main battlefield, Gen'yō looked at the overwhelming attacks and curled his lip in disdain.
He was even too lazy to use the Sword of Kamui anymore.
The golden Susanoo of God simply raised its fist.
A golden fist, larger than a mountain, shimmering with divine light.
Then, he threw a punch forward.
Shinra Tensei.
boom!
An invisible yet invincible repulsive force erupted from the golden fist!
Those thousands of giant wooden arms and the ferocious claws of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path were as fragile as paper in the face of that absolute repulsive force!
Devastating!
In a mere instant, all the attacks were crushed to dust!
The powerful repulsive shockwave even forced the massive Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands and the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path to retreat repeatedly!
Madara Uchiha stared at the familiar yet infinitely more powerful attack, his eyes filled with unparalleled horror.
at the same time.
Somewhere in the Shinobi World, there is an underground black market that never sees sunlight and is filled with the damp, musty smell.
This is the most filthy and darkest center for intelligence and money transactions in the entire Shinobi World.
Countless shady deals are conducted here.
In a dilapidated room bearing the name Taki and Shinobu, a short man with bandages wrapped around his face, revealing only one eye, lazily flips through today's latest bounty list.
Tsk, what kind of trash missions are these? Assassinate the daimyo of the Land of Grass? Only 30 million taels? That's like throwing money away to Delia.
Escorting missing-nin? Fifty million taels? Not even a dog would go.
The man yawned and was about to close the communication scroll in front of him.
Suddenly, at the top of the scroll, a brand new bounty poster popped up in an unprecedented, blood-red, constantly flashing state of maximum emergency!
Bounty Level: SSS+ (Mythical)
Target: Uchiha Gen'yō (Lord of the Divine Kingdom )
Mission objective: Kill the target, life or death is irrelevant!
Issued by: Konohagakure, Land of Fire ) (Jointly issued in the name of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire and all the high-ranking officials of Konoha )
Bounty:
When he saw the contents of the bounty section, the black market boss, who was used to bloodshed, widened his one eye and dropped his pipe to the ground with a clatter.
Bounty: 10 billion ryo in cash! Control over 30% of the Land of Fire's fiscal revenue for the next 50 years! All S-rank Scroll of Seals of Konoha (including all forbidden techniques developed by the Second Hokage )! And the complete hand seals and counter-method for the Impure World Reincarnation!
They've gone mad! Those old fogies in Konoha have completely lost their minds!
The person in charge stared at the suffocatingly long list of bounties, feeling as if his heart was about to stop beating.
This is no longer a bounty.
This is gambling the future of a great nation and the entire heritage of a ninja village with a history of nearly a century on a possibility that is so slim as to be almost non-existent!
This message spread like wildfire throughout the underground Shinobi World's networks in just a few minutes.
Countless bounty hunters, missing-nin, and outlaws were shocked upon seeing the wanted poster, and then burst into laughter.
Are you kidding me? Go kill that monster who flattens three mountains with a single sword strike? Do you think I'm tired of living?
Ten billion? Even if it were a hundred billion, you'd have to be alive to spend it!
Let whoever wants to take this mission take it; I'm going to the countryside to farm. This Shinobi World is too damn dangerous.
However, in a dark and damp cave in the Shinobi World...
A figure shrouded in Akatsuki cloak, belonging to the Akatsuki, sat cross-legged on the ground, meticulously counting the mountain of banknotes piled up in front of him.
Beside him, another silver-haired man, also dressed in a dawn robe but with a necklace of Jashin around his neck, was impatiently stabbing the ground with his three-sectioned scythe.
Just then, a scroll responsible for communicating with the outside world suddenly unfolded automatically.
The figure counting money glanced at it only once, then nonchalantly prepared to continue his work.
But the next second, his movements suddenly froze.
His pupil-less eyes, gleaming with an eerie green light, were fixed on the number on the scroll.
10 billion.
He stuck out his tongue, still wrapped in thread, and greedily licked his lips.
The five hearts within him, pounding violently with greed, roared like war drums.
"Kakuzu, you're showing your disgusting face again!" the silver-haired man beside him cursed irritably. "Have you seen some junk you can exchange for money again? How many times have I told you, money is fake! Only the pain and wails offered to the Lord Jashin are eternal!"
The man called Kakuzu ignored his roar.
He slowly turned his head, his eerie green eyes gleaming with an unprecedented light, as if he were seeing the most perfect work of art in the world.
Hidan.
His voice became hoarse with extreme excitement.
Shut up! Don't call me by my name! Call me Lord Hidan!
It seems we've found the most valuable heart in the world.