The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 236 Onoki is dead, Akatsuki holds a big meeting
Onoki stared intently at Qin Ye, his aged face contorted with rage, his gray hair and beard flying wildly as his chakra surged, like a maddened old lion burning with the last embers of its life.

His gaunt body hovered in mid-air, his robes fluttering, and he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Damn it, die!"

The white light of Dust Escape once again condensed between his palms, and this time the light was more dazzling than ever before, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were daytime.

A chilling buzzing sound filled the air; it was the spatial tremor caused by the dust escape reaching its critical point.

This is no longer a regular boundary stripping technique.

Instead, it's the boundary stripping technique, which is more powerful and has a wider range!
boom--! ! !
With a deafening explosion, the cube-shaped barrier, radiating destructive light, descended with a thunderous roar.

The enormous cube was nearly a hundred meters long on each side. The space at the edge of the barrier was slightly distorted by the extreme power, and the dust floating in the air vanished the moment it touched the white light.

This is no longer a question of whether or not one can dodge it, but rather whether any objects within this area can survive.

The space hummed, and the rocky ground, as hard as iron, instantly crumbled under the crushing force of the dust, turning into dust that scattered across the sky, and was then completely annihilated in the white light.

Many of the Allied ninjas who were unable to dodge in time were swallowed up by the blinding cubic barrier before they could even scream, their bodies instantly disintegrating into atoms.

Indiscriminate attacks, regardless of friend or foe.

It is clear that Onoki has gone mad, and in order to kill Qin Ye, he is willing to take some people down with him.

As the blinding light gradually faded, the cube-shaped barrier slowly disappeared.

Within a hundred meters ahead, there was an absolute blank space, the ground as smooth as a mirror, as if some supreme power had completely erased everything from existence.

There were no corpses, no bloodstains, not even a blade of grass or a grain of sand remained.

Onoki was breathing heavily, his chest heaving like a broken bellows. The madness in his eyes gradually cooled, replaced by a twisted pleasure.

In any case, the revenge has finally been taken.

No one can survive being hit by Dust Release, not even Madara Uchiha.

however--

Clang——

A long sword crackling with crimson lightning appeared without warning behind Onoki and planted firmly in the ground.

The strange sound coming from behind caused Onoki's pupils to shrink sharply, and his cloudy eyes to widen abruptly.

Before he could turn around, a hand gripped the hilt of the knife.

In the blink of an eye, a blade of light flashed with extreme speed.

Onoki felt his vision suddenly rise, and the world seemed to spin wildly before his eyes.

In a daze, he saw a headless corpse slowly fall over, and behind the corpse stood the knife-wielding youth he hated to the core, making a gesture of sheathing his knife.

He admitted that it was the most chilling scene he had ever seen in his life.

What kind of monster is this?

A final thought flashed through my mind, and my consciousness plunged into boundless darkness.

thump—

Onoki's head slammed heavily to the ground, his cloudy eyes still filled with unbelievable fear.

The night wind howled, stirring up the stench of blood that permeated the valley.

After a brief silence, the killing resumed among the crowd. Those who bravely faced the enemy were left forever in this valley, while those who were afraid to fight were spared.

The absurdity of humanity and war is on full display at this moment.

The cold moonlight shone down, coating the valley with a layer of silvery frost.

In the center of this carnage, littered with corpses, only the figure wielding the knife still stood tall. Blood soaked the rocky ground, gleaming a dark red under the moonlight, as if the entire valley was bleeding.

Clang——

The metallic tremor of a thousand blades returning to their sheaths was exceptionally clear in the silence.

Qin Ye stepped over the corpses scattered on the ground, his boots crushing the congealed blood scabs, leaving a trail of scarlet footprints behind him as they gradually disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

News of the defeat of the four-village coalition and the killing of the Tsuchikage quickly spread throughout the entire ninja world.

Currently, apart from Konoha, which escaped unscathed, the Kage of the other four major ninja villages were all slaughtered by a single person.

The Raikage, Kazekage, Mizukage, and now the Tsuchikage have all fallen one after another, shaking the entire ninja world and plunging the daimyo of various countries into unprecedented panic.

The threat level of the Akatsuki organization was reassessed, and the bounties on its known members doubled overnight.

The underground gold exchange was packed with people, but few dared to take on these hot potato bounties.

Among them, the most feared was the knife-wielding man who killed four Kage. People in the ninja world discovered that wherever this man went, a bloodbath would break out.

The nickname 'Blood Blade' quickly spread.

The ninjas in the tavern whispered among themselves that when the sword was drawn, crimson lightning would crackle around it, and blood beasts would accompany it.

The ninjas of the five great nations would deliberately avoid any black-clad men wielding knives when carrying out missions, for who knows if they might be the legendary god of death?
Fear is spreading.

The ninja world has never realized this so clearly.

The prelude to a new era is being stained red with blood.

In a hidden cave belonging to the Akatsuki organization.

The organization's remaining seven members have all gathered here.

"I never thought that Itachi would actually be killed." A deep, hoarse voice came from a large aloe vera plant. Black Zetsu's face, devoid of features, showed an incredulous expression: "How many tailed beasts does that Yoru have now? There are so many of us, yet we are not as efficient as one of them."

"Hmph, even Boss Sasori got killed. Isn't it normal for a guy who only relies on his eyes to die?" Deidara curled his lip, looking down on him. His words clearly conveyed his dissatisfaction and deliberate belittling.

In fact, the news of Itachi Uchiha's death made him both happy and annoyed.

It's satisfying that the bastard who used illusion to humiliate his art finally got his comeuppance.

What's frustrating is that he didn't actually settle this score himself; all his 'art' specifically developed for the Sharingan is now useless.

Hidan, carrying the Three-Moon Scythe, grinned arrogantly: "Hehehe, in the end, only I, protected by the Jashin, can stand against him head-on. If you lot encounter him, you'd better run away with your tails between your legs, hmm?"

He even deliberately brandished the weapon a few times as he spoke, making him appear both immature and mentally deficient.
Hearing the two people's pointless remarks, Black Zetsu shook his head helplessly.

He ignored the two lunatics and turned his gaze to Kakuzu, who remained silent in the shadows: "Kakuzu, you've spent the most time with him, does he have any weaknesses?" Kakuzu's dark green eyes flickered slightly beneath his mask, and images from his memory flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern: the sharp trajectory of the man's sword, his composed demeanor when facing powerful enemies, and those unfathomable eyes.
He shook his head and said simply, "No weaknesses."

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Silence reigned in the cave.

After a long pause, Konan finally broke the silence: "I think the most important thing right now is to figure out why Yoru is collecting the Tailed Beasts, what his purpose is, whether there is any possibility of reconciliation, and where the Jinchuriki he captured went? There can't possibly be two Gedo Mazo, right?"

“There can’t be a second Gedo Mazo.” Payne’s tone remained cold. “As for his motives, I don’t want to know. I will make him pay for his actions.”

He paused slightly, his tone carrying a hint of reminder: "Xiao Nan, I know he saved you, and you have feelings for him, but we must prioritize the greater good and not forget our original intentions."

Xiao Nan opened her mouth as if to say something but then stopped, and in the end just lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and said nothing more.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming somewhat tense, a series of laughs suddenly broke out.

The laughter was mischievous and playful in the first half, like a naughty child who had succeeded in a prank, but in the second half it suddenly became cold and deep, as if the child had become a world-weary adult overnight, with a chilling tremor at the end.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Tobi... or rather, Uchiha Obito, slowly straightening up.

His slender fingers lightly traced the orange spiral mask, his deep voice no longer as carefree as before, but carrying an oppressive aura that commanded respect:

“Pain is right. Whatever his purpose is, we should kill him. However, the most important thing now is to collect the tailed beasts. I think it’s time to take back the Nine-Tails, lest he get there first.”

With Itachi Uchiha no longer a thorn in his side, Obito Uchiha stopped pretending to be a fool and laid his cards on the table.

Because of Sasori's death, Deidara, who was reassigned to a new team, frowned as he looked at his new teammates, whose personalities had changed drastically and who were completely different people.

"Ah Fei, what are you doing..."

"Heh, let me reintroduce myself. I am" Obito Uchiha slowly raised his head. A crimson light flashed from the only hole on his orange spiral mask, and three tomoe slowly rotated within it.

"Madara Uchiha."

Upon hearing this, a deathly silence enveloped the entire cave.

Apart from Pain, Konan, and Zetsu, everyone else in the arena had their pupils shrink and their expressions changed drastically.

Everyone in the ninja world knows who Uchiha Madara is.

The patriarch of the Uchiha clan, an epic figure who co-founded Konoha Village with Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi.

If Hashirama Senju's strength is admirable, then Madara Uchiha's power is terrifying.

"You're Uchiha Madara? Are you kidding me?" Kakuzu's hoarse voice broke the silence, his dark green pupils contracting sharply. As someone who had fought against the First Hokage, he knew the weight of that title better than anyone else.

He knew that Madara Uchiha had died long ago, before Hashirama Senju.

Although this person also has Sharingan, not every Uchiha is Madara.

“Further explanations are pointless. You only need to remember this identity,” Obito Uchiha said, turning his gaze to Pain, and said calmly, “It’s time to take action against Konoha.”

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things." Pain's Rinnegan flashed with purple light as he scanned the two remaining teams in the arena: "Besides what that person has, there are still the Six-Tails and the Nine-Tails outside, as well as the Seven-Tails whose resurrection status is unknown. Kakuzu, your team and Zetsu are responsible for finding the Seven-Tails. The Six-Tails is handled by Madara and Deidara. I'll be responsible for the Nine-Tails. Do you all understand?"

Everyone nodded and dispersed, still in shock at 'Ban'.

After everyone had left, Konan finally spoke: "Payne, what are your plans regarding the night?"

Pain coldly replied, "I will personally deal with him before we go to Konoha."

"I mean, should I talk to him first?" Xiao Nan frowned. "If we can resolve this peacefully, we'll have another powerful ally. With Ye's abilities, he can also help you suppress Ban."

After a few seconds of silence, Pain slowly spoke: "Then give him another chance. Tell him to hand over the Jinchuriki, and I will forgive and forget."

Xiao Nan's eyebrows curved into crescent shapes. She nodded gently, her figure disappearing into the fine rain outside the cave.

Between the vast sea and sky, a white streak of light pierced through the clouds.

Qin Ye sat cross-legged on Little White's head and flew towards the Land of Water.

After capturing the Four-Tails, he searched the Land of Earth for several days and finally concluded that the Five-Tails had been captured by Akatsuki.

If we exclude the Seven-Tails, only the Six-Tails and Nine-Tails remain.

The Six-Tails Jinchuriki is near the Tsuchigumo clan's village, while the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki is traveling around with Jiraiya; neither of them are easy targets to find.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. Even if Akatsuki captured the two tailed beasts, they would eventually return to him.

He doesn't take the initiative to find Xiao; Xiao has to come to him.

Looking into the distance, the outline of an island had already appeared on the horizon. Qin Ye gently patted Xiao Bai's big head, and the latter immediately understood, accelerating again and turning into a streak of light as it sped towards the island.

After landing on the island, Qin Ye easily found his way to the snake den hidden deep within the island.

Orochimaru was no longer surprised that Orochimaru could bring back a tailed beast every now and then.

They skillfully removed the seals, performing assembly-line-like work.

After absorbing the Four-Tails' chakra, Shiro finally grew another tail. Six fluffy giant tails swayed, and the fox's overall size became even larger.

After resting on the island for two days and inquiring about the Tsuchigumo clan from Orochimaru, Qin Ye set off again.

The border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Grass.

Qin Ye leaped down from the giant fox's head, and Xiao Bai transformed into a streak of white light, quickly shrinking into a palm-sized fox that landed lightly on his shoulder.

According to Orochimaru, the Tsuchigumo clan lives in a small village near the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Grass. Although the clan is small, their forbidden techniques are quite interesting. He had even planned to capture a few people to study them.

Passing through dense bushes, the soil beneath his feet gradually transformed into a rammed village road, and a secluded little village suddenly appeared in Qin Ye's view.

The village was desolate, with no one on the streets, collapsed fences, and overgrown weeds, presenting a scene of ruin.

But Qin Ye keenly sensed that there were pairs of eyes peeking through the cracks in the windows of those seemingly abandoned houses. He deliberately slowed his pace and heard suppressed breathing coming from one of the houses.

"Come out, everyone. I have a few questions for you."

call--

A gust of bleak wind swept up the withered leaves on the ground and passed over the dilapidated eaves. The whole village remained deathly silent, as if even breathing was being deliberately suppressed.

Qin Ye's eyes turned cold, and with a slight lift of his fingertip, a jet of blood shot out, shattering a window.

Behind the broken window, an old man stumbled and fell to the ground, shrinking back in terror.

Before he could move more than a few steps, a shadowy line wrapped around his ankle, dragging him forcefully in front of Qin Ye.

(End of this chapter)