I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

[We will absolutely not allow an executioner like you to succeed!!]

Countless reaffirmations and desperate resistance solidified Xi's wavering resolve once again.

"Clang!"

The sudden metallic sound still jolted him off balance, and the force pressing down on his arms instantly lost its target.

The blade in my hand broke.

As a Jonin, Xi instantly came to this conclusion in his mind.

His thoughts began to slowly grind to a halt. The sensation of his throat being pierced made it impossible for him to continue speaking, and his chakra energy and life force began to escape outwards in one go.

[That bastard broke his weapon and then plunged the broken blade into his own throat.]

The slowed-down thoughts are still reflecting.

The raised hand was driven by the will to survive, a desire to preserve one's life.

In my ears, there were cries of sorrow and shouts of anger.

But everything seems somewhat blurry and distant.

Even its own gaze seemed to be constantly falling, falling, falling.

'puff. '

A slight sound broke out; the broken blade that had been embedded in its throat was being pulled out by the other party, and something began to flow rapidly out of the gap.

Furthermore, the speed of its descent suddenly increased.

'Snapped. '

The dull thud of the impact spread outwards along with the dust kicked up, and the gushing blood, like a stream melting from ice and snow, slowly meandered outwards.

In the eyes of the surviving Cloud Village ninjas in the surrounding area,

From the moment the intruder approached Lord Hilary, to the moment he broke Lord Hilary's sword and plunged the broken blade into his throat, it was only a fleeting instant.

But in that brief moment, the shock and despair they felt were no less than when their own doors were forcibly broken open!

Lord Xi is a Jonin.

He's a Jonin!

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

"I killed them!!"

A series of hysterical roars erupted as the Cloud Village ninjas, driven by a sense of revenge or the desire to protect their homeland, charged forward amidst an atmosphere of profound tragedy.

And this is also the beginning of the prophecy of bloodshed.

"Oh, kill me?"

"Then you'd better work hard and not disappoint me."

A cold, sinister smile crept across Huang's lips, and he began to move.

One second ago, the blood-stained broken blade in Yu Zhi's hand shot out and pierced the throat of a Cloud Village ninja; the next second, the battle blade he casually swung out decisively cut down an enemy who rushed to his side.

Blood gradually stained,

Death is like the wind.

Wilderness is like a death god wandering among humans, turning every place it passes into an endless purgatory.

"weak,"

"weak."

"too weak!"

"You can't protect the Hidden Cloud Village behind you like this."

He kills with every step he takes; his Mangekyou Sharingan always delivers the most suitable and fatal trajectory in the blink of an eye.

Ultimately, it's because these Cloud Village ninjas are too weak.

Not only does it lack special talents,

It also lacks the physique of a monster.

The only thing worthy of praise is perhaps their fearless attitude.

"Stop him,"

"Stop him."

"Stop him no matter the cost!!"

Despair and hysteria woven into a roar can be heard everywhere here.

Behind Yu Huang lay a scene of broken soldiers and corpses, thick blood slowly flowing down and seeping through the ruins, its dark red color chilling to the bone.

Wake up, wake up, wake up quickly, let's compete!

Your companion is still waiting for your rescue!!

In a ruined place, Killer Bee remained rooted to the spot like a sculpture, and no matter how the Eight-Tails in his mind called out, it was impossible to drag him out of this malfunctioning state.

Until the latter growled in exasperation, wishing he could take over the host's will and fight himself!

[Is this the determination you've shown over the past four years? Is this the result you wanted to see—forever living in the fear of Uchiha Arara? Be!]

If you've lost the will to fight, then give me your body, give me your freedom!

Let me wash away the shame of four years ago!

Anyone who tries to control me will pay the price!!

Death is never more important than dignity!

'Pfft. '

As the bull demon unleashed its energy, enormous octopus tentacles suddenly emerged from its body, continuously expanding and spreading, intending to attack the demon strolling across the blood-soaked ground.

However, even faster than these tentacles' sudden attack was Killer Bee, who served as the vessel for the Eight-Tails.

At this moment, he had completely lost his former unruly and carefree nature, and silently charged towards the demon that was constantly slaughtering his companions, his head covered.

Even though Yu Zhi had already reached a pessimistic conclusion in his heart.

Can't win

Can't win.

Even after four years of training, and even though there is still a partner fighting alongside him in his body.

But that guy is no longer the young ninja he was four years ago, and the destructive power he possesses cannot be dealt with simply by numbers or sheer courage!

From that attack, an ordinary ninja might feel a direct sense of fear and the difference in strength.

However, he sensed a huge, insurmountable chasm within it!

Even the Tailed Beast Ball created by himself and the Eight-Tails was no different from a toy under that terrifying annihilation power!

That's why it crashed.

Fear of the invincible

This sense of powerless fear and the hopelessness of victory shattered all his confidence and fighting spirit.

"Sorry, you devil."

"I have led you into an abyss."

Even so, he had no choice; Kumogakure was his home.

Those ninjas fighting are his family, his comrades!

【Feel sorry?】

There's nothing to apologize for!

The Ox Demon clearly had a moment of doubt about the host's words, but he quickly understood the meaning behind the apology and directly denied it.

This lovable yet eccentric Jinchūriki is worried that he will also fall into hell.

But Kirabi,

Once I accept you as my host, I will stop thinking about these messy things!

[By him, he is our common enemy.]

And I am your partner!

This is all you need to remember!!

The demon roared in Kirabi's spiritual sea.

Furthermore, as far as I know, the burden of using the Sharingan is already enormous, especially such a terrifyingly powerful eye technique; it's impossible to do it casually.

Therefore, don't underestimate yourselves, and don't let that person look down on our joint efforts over the past four years!

He went on to add that he completely transmits his own beliefs and will to his host.

You are my jinchūriki,

I watched you get to where you are today, step by step, amidst the insults, exclusion, and hostility of your peers.

Prove my judgment with your abilities! Show me!

"Thank you, Ox Demon."

With a low reply, Killer Bee drew his sword and charged into the fray, unleashing a high-pitched and righteous roar:

"Leave this to me."

"Get out!"

"Everyone leave, the farther the better!!"

As it roared, the giant octopus tentacles behind it impatiently unleashed their rawest brute force, crashing down on the demon in its field of vision.

"Hey, finally awake?"

"I've long been fed up with you boring companions who only know how to self-destruct."