The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 255 The Healthy Nagato

"Let's get out of here first. We can have as many as a hundred, or even a thousand."

Orochimaru stood atop Manda's horned head, his narrow, golden snake eyes slightly narrowed as he looked down at the tiny, ant-like figures below.

His hoarse voice carried its usual seductive quality as he casually dangled a carrot in front of Wan She.

But for some reason, a strange impulse suddenly welled up in my heart.

The massive, blood-red body of the monstrous serpent was right in front of him, and the sweet, metallic scent emanating from its scales kept wafting into his nostrils, causing his throat to involuntarily bob.

This spirit beast, with which they had been bound for many years, smelled incredibly tempting at this moment.

He swallowed hard, stuck out his long, thin tongue and licked his lips, forcibly suppressing the urge to devour the ten thousand snakes.

Beneath the purple eyeshadow, those snake-like vertical pupils gleamed with a dangerous light.

Even if we were to eat, it couldn't be now.
Qin Ye didn't know why the ninjas in the ninja world always liked to summon summoning beasts to help them in battle.

Isn't it better to enjoy the thrill of fighting against your own enemies, and also hone your combat skills and gain experience in dealing with them?

He shook his head and casually swung his right arm forward.

A bright white stream of light shot out from his wrist and rapidly expanded in the air.

boom!
With a deafening thud, the gigantic Little White suddenly appeared.

Its snow-white fur shimmered like pearls in the sunlight, and its eight fluffy, enormous tails spread out like clouds, each hair flowing with a shimmering glow.

"Xiaobai, time to eat spicy strips."

Indeed, compared to its size, the fifty or sixty-meter-long Manda is no different from a spicy strip in front of Shiro, who has grown to over a hundred meters after devouring eight tailed beasts (not counting the tail).

Moreover, Xiaobai possesses supernatural powers, making it a complete game-changer against spirit beasts that rely solely on physical strength.

Wanshe's cold, vertical pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the white-furred fox before him, which was even larger than himself.

Its eight tails, waving like clouds, and the terrifying aura surrounding it caused its scales to instantly bristle.

"Orochimaru, you bastard!" Manda roared furiously, his thick tail slamming into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. "You dared to trick me into coming to fight the Tailed Beasts!?"

Orochimaru stood atop Manda's head, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his pale face, and lowered his voice as he said:
"It's not a tailed beast."

His tone betrayed a clear guilty conscience, and he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

Although it's not a tailed beast, it's far more ferocious than any tailed beast; it's the kind of beast that eats tailed beasts.

"Eight tails! This aura! You're telling me this isn't a tailed beast!?" Manda's roar shook the surrounding trees.

At that moment, it wished it could swallow this treacherous fellow whole.

Orochimaru was clearly setting it up. It wanted to go back, but it was too proud to do so.

Running away before the fight even started—if word gets out, how will Lord Manda ever face the ninja world again? How will he face the summoning beast world?
Wanshe was filled with resentment and raised its ferocious triangular head.

It decided to fight it for a hundred or eighty rounds before making a strategic retreat, determined to at least demonstrate its power.

However, the moment that thought crossed his mind, he was slapped back to his original form by a claw.

Wanshe felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, a violent wind pressure rushed towards her, and a white shadow slammed into her body at a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

With a loud 'bang,' its enormous body crashed to the ground like a collapsing building.

Its proud, hard scales were as fragile as paper under the fox's claws. Three deep, bone-revealing wounds stretched from the top of its head to its neck, and scalding snake blood gushed out like a burst dam, staining the surrounding land for hundreds of meters dark red.

Before it could even struggle to its feet, a sharp fox claw had already precisely placed itself on its vital spot.

The monstrous snake arched its body in an attempt to resist, but was slapped back to the ground by a claw.

This once-powerful overlord of the psychic world was now being manipulated like a pitiful little earthworm.

Little White casually poked at the head of the myriad snakes with its paws, its fox-like snout twitching, and a cool, mature female voice emanated from its mouth:
"What kind of snake is this? It's like a little mudfish, far inferior to Grandpa Liu. Even in our Changbai Mountain, no one would offer sacrifices to it. How dare it ask for a hundred people as offerings?"

"You dare call me a mudfish! You white-haired beast, I'll eat you!" Wan She lay helplessly and furiously under Xiao Bai's claws, her snake body thrashing wildly, crashing to the ground with a loud bang, but she could not break free from those sharp claws no matter what she did.

Upon hearing the term "white-haired beast," Xiao Bai's sapphire-like eyes suddenly turned cold.

Deep blue demonic flames danced in the depths of his pupils, and the next second, these flames descended upon Wan She.

The eerie blue flames instantly enveloped the entire body of the serpent, yet left no burn marks on its surface.

This eerie flame does not burn mortal objects, but only the souls of all things in heaven and earth. It is not only the nemesis of impure earth reincarnation, but also the nightmare of all living beings.

"Hiss!!!"

The mournful howls of ten thousand snakes echoed throughout the heavens and earth, drowning out all other sounds.

The enormous snake's body writhed wildly in the flames, finally turning into billowing smoke with a 'bang'.

It was forced to break the psychic contract and fled back to Ryuchi Cave in a sorry state before it could even utter a harsh word.

Orochimaru stood there dumbfounded, his jaw dropped, his golden snake eyes wide open, his whole body stiff as if struck by lightning.

He never dared to hope that Manda could defeat the white-haired giant fox that devoured the tailed beast, but at the very least, it should be able to escape.
That's Manda, the strongest summoning beast in Ryuchi Cave, a beast that even he fears!
But reality slapped him hard in the face.

In a single encounter, the Thousand Snakes were utterly crushed, without even a chance to escape. They were burned to ashes and fled back to Dragon Cave in a sorry state, having lost their spiritual connection.

Not only could they not defeat humans, but they also utterly overwhelmed summoned beasts.
The gap is so large it's almost despair-inducing.

"I surrender!"

Orochimaru decisively raised his hands, his face filled with frustration, and gave up resisting without hesitation.

He wasn't the kind of fool who would stubbornly persist even knowing he was doomed. A wise man knows when to yield; he admitted defeat first.

However, Little White seemed not to hear, giving a cold glance with its sapphire-like eyes before slamming down with its enormous claws without hesitation.

It remembered clearly that this sinister creature had been coveting its body, wanting to capture it for research.

boom--

The ground trembled violently, and dust billowed up.

By the time the claws were raised, Orochimaru had already been slapped into a painting and deeply embedded in the ground.

Seeing that it was motionless, Qin Ye raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and gently poked at the 'corpse' with his long sword.

The touch from the tip of the knife was unusually light, as if he were just picking at an empty skin. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the skin flying.

Sure enough, Orochimaru's body had been hollowed out, leaving only a thin layer of human skin. On the ground that had been pressed down, a crack about the width of a person had suddenly appeared, dark and leading to who-knows-where.

Clearly, the cunning snake had once again used its elixir of life to escape.

"woo"

Seeing this, Xiao Bai's ears drooped instantly, and its once majestic and massive body shrank rapidly, transforming back into a small and exquisite form in the blink of an eye. It nimbly jumped back onto Qin Ye's shoulder. With its head down and its fluffy tail drooping listlessly, it looked aggrieved, as if blaming itself for letting the enemy escape.

Qin Ye chuckled and reached out to rub its soft head: "It's not your fault. If that snake were so easy to kill, it would have died eight hundred times over. You did a great job."

Upon receiving Qin Ye's praise, Xiao Bai immediately perked up, its ears snapped up, and its eight fluffy tails wagged happily like a dancing white flame, showing no trace of its previous dejection.

The little thing is quite good at putting on an act.

On the other hand, the third and fourth generations had already followed in the footsteps of the second generation.

The eerie blue flames completely incinerated their souls, leaving not even a trace.

From that time on, no one in the world could summon them back using the Impure World Reincarnation technique; they truly and forever disappeared.

Not far away, the battle between Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha continued.

The two were evenly matched in strength, and both possessed immortal bodies resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation technique, so neither could gain the upper hand for the time being.

The clash between Wood Release and Susanoo was earth-shattering, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

When he sensed that the auras of the Second, Third, and Fourth Hokage had dissipated one after another, Hashirama Senju suddenly stopped his attack.

He stood there quietly, letting Madara Uchiha's Susanoo's giant sword cleave him in two.

"Why don't you hide?"

Madara Uchiha watched his best friend slowly recover, his deep blue chakra sword hovering in mid-air, no longer attacking.

Hashirama Senju's tattered body gradually came together, and the fragments of the Edo Tensei were slowly reassembled.

He raised his head and calmly looked at his old friend: "Madara, we are already dead. Is there any need to fight? I don't know why we were resurrected by Edo Tensei, but everything in this world has nothing to do with us anymore."

Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, a hint of mockery flashing in his crimson Sharingan eyes: "You make it sound so nonchalant. You're already dead, so why did you go to save Tobirama? What do you care about Konoha or Amegakure?"

"I only want to end Tobirama's suffering and let him rest in peace. As for Konoha," Hashirama Senju said, his gaze first sweeping over Qin Ye before drifting towards his familiar home: "This is our life's work. If I could, I certainly wouldn't want it to disappear, and I believe you feel the same way."

"But now, we no longer belong to this world, so we shouldn't interfere in its affairs. If those who come after us can make this world a better place, then it could be Konoha, Amegakure, or any other village capable of achieving peace."

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes impatiently, picked at his ear with his little finger, and his face was full of disgust.

He'd heard similar things so many times he was sick of them.

He possesses immense strength, yet his mind is filled with the thoughts of a weakling.

What he disliked most was Hashirama's appearance.

"There will always be a ruler, why can't it be us? When will you change your outdated thinking? If you agree to join forces with me, I have a way to truly resurrect you and me, and then we can restore peace to this world together."

Madara Uchiha waited expectantly for Hashirama's answer.

But in response, Hashirama Senju silently shook his head.

Madara Uchiha's face instantly darkened, and he said coldly:
"Since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. Since you won't fight me, I'll deal with them first. Once I regain my physical body, I'll let you witness the peace you desire. Heh."

As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha suddenly turned around, manipulated Susanoo to pierce through the Human Path, and then brought his body back.

He deftly removed the black stick from Renjiandao's face and plunged it into his own palm without hesitation.

After closing his eyes and sensing the surroundings for a while, Madara Uchiha opened his eyes, his crimson gaze fixed on a corner of Konoha Village.

Then he leaped up and sped off in that direction.

"Oh no, Nagato, he's coming to find you!"

Xiao Nan's expression changed drastically, and her paper wings unfolded instantly as she eagerly tried to catch up.

The Heavenly Path's Reincarnation Eye flashed with purple light, radiating a dangerous aura.

His tone remained calm: "Don't worry, the Holy Blood of Night is quite miraculous. My body is not weak at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, all six Paths of Pain collapsed, their eyes tightly shut.

All the power of the six realms returned to the original body.

Upon seeing this, Konan flapped her wings and flew high, her pure white paper wings shimmering in the sunlight, anxiously heading towards Nagato's hiding place.

Qin Ye glanced at the silent Hashirama Senju, then transformed into a blur and followed.

Hashirama Senju remained silent for a long time. Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the many Konoha ninjas, the legendary ninja sighed deeply and slowly walked towards the village he had personally built.

On the other side, on the cliff where the Hokage Rock was originally located.

Nagato's vibrant red hair danced wildly in the wind. He slowly raised his face, his purple Rinnegan gleaming with a cold light as he indifferently watched Uchiha Madara approach.

The Nagato of this moment is completely different from the dying 'god' he once was.

His pale skin regained its color, his sunken cheeks became fuller, and he exuded a vibrant life force. Beneath the loose Akatsuki robes, the outline of his strong and powerful muscles was faintly visible.

"Uchiha Madara, is it?" Nagato's voice was deep and powerful: "You want my eyes?"

"Hmph, your eyes? Those are the power I bestowed upon you." Although Madara Uchiha's tone was contemptuous, his heart was already in turmoil.

According to his calculations, Nagato, who had overused the Rinnegan that did not belong to him, should have been exhausted long ago and might even have difficulty standing.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have created the Six Paths Puppet to act in their place.

But now that I see it, it's not like that at all.

Not only is he physically healthy, but his vitality is also unusually strong, clearly at its peak.

'What on earth is going on? Why is Nagato so healthy?'

Madara Uchiha frowned almost imperceptibly, completely baffled.

Seemingly noticing Madara's confusion, Nagato said indifferently, "It seems my condition has surprised you. That's why I say, you products of the old era should obediently lie back in your coffins. This era has long since lost its place for you."

Madara Uchiha chuckled, suppressing his shock: "Although I don't know what methods you used to recover, you're sorely mistaken if you think you can contend with me like this."

"Is it."

Nagato slowly raised his right hand, spreading his fingers and then clenching them, feeling the power surging through his muscles.

This feeling of vitality was something he hadn't experienced in many years.

A rare smile appeared on his cold face: "I haven't had a proper fight with this new body yet, but now... I'm really getting impatient."

As he finished speaking, Nagato's chakra began to surge violently, and his purple Rinnegan emitted an eerie light.

The boulders on the cliff edge floated into the air under this force, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

(End of this chapter)