The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 235 Susanoo, the Mantis Stalks the Cicada

From his VIP seat in the shadows, Qin Ye watched the fierce battle unfold outside with great interest as a bystander.

Onoki's Dust Release was indeed terrifying. The milky white cube distorted the air wherever it passed. A beam of light grazed the distant rock wall, instantly turning the entire mountain into dust, which shimmered with tiny crystals in the sunlight.

However, it would still be difficult to defeat Uchiha Itachi using only Dust Release.

But the current battle is unfair. A 1v1 might be unpredictable, but a 1v1000 fight would be difficult for Itachi Uchiha to handle, unless...

Susanoo.

It remains to be seen whether this usually cautious man is willing to reveal this trump card at this moment.

The fighting intensified.

Faced with the combined attack of Onoki and the elites from various villages, Itachi Uchiha gradually showed signs of fatigue.

The ordinary Mangekyou Sharingan has an extremely high load. The Tsukuyomi in the right eye is suitable for single combat, while the Amaterasu in the left eye is also difficult to deal with group attacks due to the excessive load.

At this moment, Itachi Uchiha felt as if every cell in his body was screaming, and the faint pain in his body caused his muscles to spasm uncontrollably.

He knew he was nearing his limit, and if he didn't find a way to break through, he might lose his life today.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and the wisps of hair on his forehead trembled gently in the mountain breeze.

The wind howled through the valley, and fine sand and rocks struck the robes with a crackling sound.

High in the sky, Onoki spread his arms, and the white light of the Primal World Decoction Technique condensed again, illuminating the entire battlefield with dazzling light.

On the ground, hundreds of elite ninjas formed a tight encirclement, completely sealing off all escape routes.

Uchiha Itachi stood still, no longer dodging. Just as the Dust Release was about to descend, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying crimson light burst forth from his blood-red eyes.

To everyone's astonishment, an orange-red giant formed from chakra appeared on his body.

The giant was clad in Tengu armor, and his orange-red chakra swayed around him like burning flames. Although he was only half-body, he was over ten meters tall. He held a shield in one hand and a gourd in the other.

The Primal Realm Stripping Technique struck the giant shield, but vanished without a sound, losing all its previous terrifying power.

The gourd in the giant's hand spewed out strong liquor, which transformed into flame-like sword blades. Those struck did not suffer the gruesome loss of limbs or heads; instead, their bodies became ethereal and were sucked into the gourd along the sword blades.

This bizarre scene sent chills down the spines of all the attackers.

"What...what is this?"

"They were sucked into the gourd, and what kind of sword is that!?"

In the arena, only Onoki recognized Susanoo. His expression was solemn and grave, as he had never expected that the Akatsuki before him had reached such a level.

But what about that shield and that sword?
He had never seen either of these things on the Susanoo of the man in his memory.

The moment Susanoo appeared, the situation reversed instantly.

The orange-red giant holds the Yata Mirror in its left hand. This mirror possesses the ability to change all properties and can alter its own attributes according to the attribute of the attack, thus nullifying the attack. It can be considered an absolute defense.

He held the Ten-Fist Sword in his right hand, its blade swaying like flames. It could cleave metal and shatter stone with a single cut, and its thrusts could transport people into a dreamlike world of illusion, sealing them inside forever.

With the two spiritual artifacts empowering Susanoo, it is both offensive and defensive, making it virtually invincible even if it is not in its complete form.

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes, staring at the orange-red giant in the center of the battlefield. Even he dared not say that he could easily defeat Uchiha Itachi in this state.

Susanoo is only one aspect; the more important ones are the Totsuka Blade and the Yata Mirror, which ignore defense and provide absolute defense—they're way too overpowered.

In today's ninja world, the only one who can reliably kill Itachi Uchiha is his 'extraordinarily talented' younger brother, Sasuke Uchiha.

Regardless of whether we can win or not, we can win anyway.

Under the hazy moonlight, Itachi Uchiha stood proudly in the center of the battlefield. He was still relatively healthy and not yet terminally ill. With the Susanoo empowered by the two spiritual weapons, he was like an invincible war god, causing the allied forces to retreat in defeat.

Onoki's Dust Release struck the Yata Mirror, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.

The old man gritted his teeth in resentment, but had no choice but to order a retreat.

As the last enemy disappeared into the distance, a trickle of blood suddenly spilled from Itachi Uchiha's mouth.

The orange-red Susanoo began to disintegrate. First, the Tengu's armor peeled off, then the solid muscles melted away, and finally only a bare skeleton remained.

Itachi Uchiha did not possess the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. Overusing his eye power would not only impair his vision but also cause significant physical damage.

As the Susanoo skeleton dissipated, Itachi Uchiha could no longer hold on. He knelt heavily on one knee, panting heavily, and the excruciating pain throughout his body prevented him from straightening up.

This operation not only failed to capture the Jinchūriki, but also worsened the already weakened body.

The only saving grace is that, at least, he and Kisame are still alive.

Just as Itachi Uchiha was about to get up and leave with Kisame, Qin Ye's figure appeared silently behind him.

A thousand blades flashed, piercing his neck without hesitation. The sharp blade extended from right to left, its blood-stained tip gleaming crimson in the moonlight.

This was the opportunity Qin Ye had been waiting for.

Judging from the current progress in capturing the tailed beasts, it's unlikely that we'll wait until Sasuke grows up enough to defeat Itachi. Rather than having another formidable enemy when we go to war with Akatsuki in the future, it's better to strike while the iron is hot.

Such a golden opportunity is rare.

Itachi Uchiha's pupils dilated, his Sharingan filled with horror and disbelief.

To his utter surprise, the man who stole the tailed beast not only did not escape, but instead remained lurking in the shadows, waiting for his chance to strike.

The target he was waiting to make a move on wasn't even the Tsuchikage's side, but himself.

Itachi Uchiha's bloodied fingers gripped the tip of the blade that had pierced his neck tightly. The sharp edge of the blade cut through his palm, and blood trickled down his pale wrist.

He was unwilling to die here.

It wasn't that he was afraid of dying, but he still had very important things to do, and it would be a waste for him to die here.

But life and death are never something a person can control.

Chi-

The moment the blade was withdrawn, blood gushed from the carotid artery like a flood bursting its banks.

Uchiha Itachi staggered forward and fell, kicking up a cloud of dust. His gradually dimming pupils were still fixed on the void, as if trying to pierce through the boundary between life and death.

This man, who spent his entire life walking alone in darkness, was ultimately frozen in an unfulfilled posture, carrying with him his unfulfilled wish.

"Mr. Itachi"

In the distance, Kisame struggled to his feet, leaning on Samehada. His ashen face was frozen in disbelief. He had thought about how he would die, but he had never imagined that this outstanding man would die.

He stared at Itachi Uchiha's corpse, but surprisingly, he didn't feel much grief.

As a ninja, he had long since become indifferent to life and death, and besides, he was probably doomed today as well.

The two traveled together, proving that their partnership was worthwhile.

Qin Ye had no intention of keeping Kisame alive, and just as he was about to make his move, a series of footsteps came from the entrance of the valley. Turning his head, he saw Onoki leading the four-village coalition back.

The allied forces marched in a mighty and imposing manner.

It turns out that this cunning Tsuchikage had never truly retreated. He had long seen that Susanoo could not last long, and deliberately feigned a retreat to wait for an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, before he could even make a move, Itachi Uchiha had already lost his life.

What concerned Onoki even more was that the killer's attire was exactly the same as that of the Akatsuki members who had recently been wreaking havoc in various countries.

He was almost certain that Lao Zi had been captured by this person.

As for why the enemies were killing each other, who cares? This dog-eat-dog drama actually made him feel good.

"You little brat with the knife, hand over Old Zi, or I will take your life no matter where you are!"

Faced with the oncoming flow of life essence, Qin Ye decided to harvest it and, incidentally, quell the old man's arrogance.

His figure flashed past Kisame like a ghost, a blade flashed, and a head flew off, blood drawing a tragic arc in the air. The so-called tailless Tailed Beast Sea Release fighter was so easily killed.

The reason it was killed was simply because it could provide a buff.

A sinful pleasure surged through his veins, and Qin Ye transformed into a phantom, heading straight for the crowd.

Before the ninjas could react, their heads were tossed into the air like graduation caps, crimson blood mist swirling in the air, composing a cruel hymn.

Where the blade flashes, life is extinguished.

With the buff, Qin Ye moved through the crowd like a harvester reaping wheat, as if he were in an empty place. With each flash of cold light, a body would fall to the ground with a thud.

In the blink of an eye, the valley had become a scene of carnage, with screams and blood weaving together to create a chilling symphony.

Upon seeing this, Onoki, who was suspended high in the air, turned pale with fright. He clenched his powerful fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He originally thought Susanoo was already incredibly powerful, but he never expected that the killing caused by this man was more than ten times stronger!
Corpses piled up like small mountains in the valley, and blood mixed with soil formed winding streams, the pungent smell of blood reaching the sky.

The white light of Dust Release flickered in Onoki's palm, but he could never lock onto that ghostly figure.

The opponent's speed was beyond his comprehension. Not to mention his old eyes, which were covered by the dust of time, even the Sharingan, which the Uchiha clan was so proud of, would have difficulty catching a glimpse of it.

"withdraw?"

Having been repelled by the enemy twice in a row, Onoki was unwilling to accept defeat.

He could gather more people to join the battle and wear down the opponent with sheer numbers, just like he did with the Third Raikage, until the latter died from exhaustion.

But then I thought, it wasn't just the Iwagakure family that had their tailed beasts taken away, so why should they have to bear such a terrible loss alone?
With this in mind, Onoki no longer hesitated and immediately ordered the allied forces to retreat again.

But before he could finish speaking, a streak of crimson light tore through the night sky and hurtled towards him.

It was a gun, a blood-red gun shrouded in thick killing intent. Even before the gun arrived, a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire body, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

It is foreseeable that if one is hit by this bloody gun, the chances of survival are extremely slim.

In that critical moment, Onoki displayed an agility beyond his years, plummeting downwards at breakneck speed.

The blood-stained spear grazed past the top of his gray head, severing his already sparse hair with its sharp force, which spun and fell through the air.

"Phew, that was close."

Onoki breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little scared afterward.

However, before they could catch their breath, a sudden change occurred.

Just then, the blood-stained gun that had brushed past him suddenly exploded, and the blood vapor from the explosion struck his old waist, which had suffered from chronic pain for many years, like a heavy hammer.

"puff!"

Blood gushed out, and Onoki fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

Seeing this, Kurotsuchi, who was serving as the Tsuchikage's bodyguard, suddenly exerted force with her long legs, and her body shot into the sky like an arrow, catching the falling Onoki steadily. When she landed, her knees were slightly bent, dissipating all the impact.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Cough cough. He's not dead yet, retreat!" Onoki's face turned a deep liver color, with blood still lingering around his mouth, as he gave his final order.

"Didn't you say you'd kill me no matter where you are? Why are you retreating?"

At that moment, chilling words, like the spitting of a venomous snake, rang out beside Ono Moku's ears.

He shuddered, struggled to his feet, and his cloudy eyes met a pair of terrifying, bloodshot eyes.

If the Sharingan is merely something to be feared, then these eyes alone can instill terror in anyone who looks into them, as if they have fallen into an inescapable hell.

"Chitu, take Grandpa and get out of here!"

Kurotsuchi let out a sharp cry, her slender figure resolutely blocking Ōnoki's path, looking quite fierce.

However, when Qin Ye's crimson eyes, now solidified with blood energy, swept over him, the future leg figure was instantly shaken to his core.

The overwhelming killing intent made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

In an instant, Qin Ye had already pounced on him like a ghost, his fist, wrapped in thick blood energy, striking out without any fancy moves, creating a crimson ripple in the air.

Heitu raised her arms in an attempt to defend herself, but the combined effects of the guilty pleasure and the countless layers of bloodlust created a berserk state that made her actions futile.

With a loud 'bang', the girl's arms went limp instantly, her arm bones almost completely shattered, and she was thrown into the air uncontrollably.

Just as Heitu was flying backward, a large hand shrouded in thick blood energy suddenly gripped her slender ankle, forcefully pulling her body to a stop in mid-air.

Her body stiffened due to inertia, and she was immediately lifted up by a tremendous force and slammed heavily to the ground like a rag doll.

boom!
The rocky ground cracked instantly, and the bones in the black soil emitted a creaking sound as if they could not bear the weight, while the internal organs shifted within the chest cavity.

The excruciating pain overwhelmed her consciousness like a tidal wave; at that moment, she felt as if she were in unbearable pain, barely better than death.

However, Qin Ye soon ended her suffering.

The thousand blades rose, a sharp gust of wind flashed, and Hei Tu was cleaved in two from head to toe, blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground, his death extremely gruesome.

"Black Soil—!!"

Onoki's eyes widened in horror, and his roar echoed through the valley, his cloudy old eyes instantly becoming bloodshot.

Chakra leaked out uncontrollably like a burst dam, his white hair danced wildly in the wind, and he looked like a madman.

All of this happened too fast; from the moment he stepped out of the Black Earth Station to his tragic death under the blade, it was only a matter of seconds.

When Onoki came to his senses, all he could see was his granddaughter's mangled body, cut in two, with blood gushing into the cracks in the rock.

Retreat? Rationality?
At this moment, all of that was forgotten by Onoki; only one thing remained in his mind.

Kill the person in front of you!

(End of this chapter)