Amidst the ruins of the main hall, the pungent smell of burnt metal and the shards of iron slowly settled.
The Fourth Raikage A, supported by Shi and Darui, clutched his right hand and staggered back more than ten steps.
His once fierce and arrogant dark face was now covered in cold sweat and contorted with pain.
His hands moved rapidly, Hand Seals, and high-level green medical Chakra poured into the Raikage's right wrist like a torrent.
But the terrifying cracking sound of dislocated wrist bones still sent chills down everyone's spine.
My entire right hand was swollen like a purplish-red, overcooked pig's trotter, making it impossible to even clench my fist!
" The Raikage... was actually severely injured and forced to retreat from the battlefield in a direct, purely physical collision?!"
Admiral Mifune of the Land of Iron, leaning on his sword, had an indescribable shock in his weathered old eyes.
That's the second stage of the Lightning Release Armor, known as the strongest physique in Kumogakure!
Beneath that young man's bare hands, it was as fragile as a thin, crisp biscuit!
However.
While all the ninjas present were terrified by this savage and violent physical force...
Above the main hall, the Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki, floated in mid-air.
On that withered face covered with age spots, there was a hint of surprise, but more than that, there was a coldness and arrogance that seemed to hold him high above others!
" The Fourth Raikage is still too inexperienced."
Ōnoki stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the shards of iron scattered on the ground below, his tone as cold as ice:
"No matter how strong the Lightning Release Armor is, it still cannot escape the category of Lightning Release nature transformation in essence."
" Senju Kenya's strange physical hardening and blood circulation were precisely what countered this kind of brute force collision."
Ōnoki slowly floated forward half a meter, his wide Tsuchikage robe fluttering without wind.
His small, yet sinister old eyes were fixed on Senju Kenya, who was chewing on a pipe below.
A chilling, superior smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"But you brat from the Senju Clan, don't think that just because you defeated the Raikage, you have the right to rule this hall!"
"Pure physical strength, before true divine laws, is nothing more than a slightly more robust flesh and blood vessel!!"
The moment the words left his mouth.
Ōnoki's withered, bark-like hands suddenly clasped together in front of his chest!
"Buzz--!!"
A destructive microscopic resonance, unlike any known Chakra attribute, suddenly exploded with a deafening roar between his two palms!
Wind! Fire! Earth!
Three completely different and mutually antagonistic top-tier Chakra were instantly fused together by Ōnoki with the microscopic manipulation skills of a master of the Sengoku period, achieving a precision down to the molecular level!
The supreme divine technique that transcends Kekkei Genkai — Kekkei Tōta!
A crystal-clear, translucent cube of light, radiating a dazzling halo, slowly took shape and rose from Ōnoki's fingertips!
There was no howling wind, no blazing flames, and no heavy rocks.
But within a three-meter radius of where that translucent ball of light appeared.
Falling snowflakes, flying iron filings, and even microscopic dust particles in the air.
Within a mere millisecond of contact with that halo, it was completely and silently erased and annihilated into nothingness!
That is an absolute annihilation barrier capable of instantly disintegrating all tangible matter into its most primitive atomic state!
Grandpa! Watch out for your back!
Kurotsuchi, standing behind, screamed in fright and rushed forward to try and stop them.
"Using Dust Release of this scale indoors would completely sever and disintegrate the entire building!!"
Akatsuchi was also covered in sweat, his hands covering his chest.
Meanwhile, the Fifth Mizukage, Terumi Mei, sitting to the side, also showed a slightly more serious expression in her Mei Terumi, shimmering eyes.
Chōjūrō gripped his Hiramekarei, tightly, his palms slick with cold sweat.
Kekkei Tōta: Dust Release Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!
This is a devastating divine technique that has been renowned throughout the Shinobi World for decades and is widely recognized as having the greatest single-target destructive power and penetrating force!
Even if the massive body of Tailed Beast is hit head-on, it will be instantly vaporized into dust!
" Senju Kenya! Show me clearly!!"
Ōnoki cradled the violently spinning, translucent ball of light in his hands, screaming hoarsely from extreme arrogance and rage:
No matter how strong your body is! No matter how dense your bones are!
"Before the fundamental laws governing the composition of matter, you are still a mortal body made up of carbohydrates and proteins!!"
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Ōnoki's eyes:
"My Dust Release technique can pulverize and annihilate every single cell in your body, down to their atomic structure, in a mere 0.01 seconds!!"
"Your black hardening technique, do you really think it can harden against microscopic particles?!"
Before me, all your arrogance and power will be reduced to the lowest speck of dust in the world!
Ōnoki's roar tore through the air, filled with absolute worship and confidence in his own technique.
However.
Senju Kenya stood amidst the charred ruins.
Faced with this world-destroying ball of light, powerful enough to terrify any Kage Level expert to the point of losing their soul.
He showed no sign of panic whatsoever, and didn't even attempt to stand up and defend himself.
Kenya, wearing flip-flops, wobbled to a relatively intact stone chair at the edge of the main hall.
He plopped down on his bottom.
With his legs crossed, his floral shorts swayed freely in the wind and snow.
He took a nut with its shell from the fruit plate Bai handed him with one hand and gently pinched it between two fingers.
With a "crack," the hard shell shattered, Kenya tossed the kernel into his mouth, chewing it with relish.
"I'm talking about old man Ōnoki."
Kenya, with a white jade pipe between his teeth, slowly exhaled a bluish-white smoke ring, his tone full of undisguised perfunctoriness:
"At your age, aren't you tired of floating in mid-air like a kite Tenten?"
"He's been rubbing a tiny, glowing glass box in his hand, spouting off and bragging for ages."
Kenya picked at his ear with his little finger, too lazy to even fully lift his eyelids.
"What atomic decomposition? What microscopic particles?"
"That sounds so mystical, it gives me a headache."
Kenya chuckled and twirled his pipe in his hand.
"In the end, isn't it just a clunky flashlight that's slow to aim and misses if you move it even slightly?"
"They actually treat this thing as a universal truth?"
This was a blatant and utterly contemptuous mockery.
It was like a bucket of cold, dirty water poured directly onto Ōnoki's proud and self-important heart!
"Ignorant brat!! Prepare to die!!"
Ōnoki was utterly enraged, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets!
He thrust both hands forward forcefully!
The semi-transparent Dust Release barrier in his palm, which had been squeezed to its limit, suddenly expanded wildly like a flood bursting its banks!
"Boom--!!"
A blindingly bright, pale beam of destructive light tore through the atmosphere, carrying a violent deathly light that could destroy all matter, and slammed down on Kenya on the stone chair!
Wherever the beam of light passed, space was melted and a completely empty white crack was created!
However.
Just one ten-thousandth of a second after that destructive ray of light completely engulfed the stone chair!
Kenya, sitting upright in the chair, had his figure fade and dissipate mysteriously like wisps of smoke.
Afterimage!
Ōnoki's pupils contracted sharply in mid-air, before his gaze could even catch the target.
A soft, teasing voice suddenly and without warning rang out from right behind him.