I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"The way the village of Yugakure handled the situation was in accordance with the adults' wishes. Those who did not want to stay have all their memories erased and have been driven away."

"Of the remaining people who chose to join, there are eight ninjas, and they are all standing there now. However, they hope to continue to carry out missions in the existing formation after joining."

I haven't responded to this request; it's up to you to decide.

Following the direction Feng Xin pointed, one could see eight uneasy-looking, youthful-looking young people standing out awkwardly in the corner.

Compared to the ninjas in the surrounding area,

Even compared to those 'hand cards' who were once treated as playthings by the rich and bound to the arena, they, who once belonged to the legitimate ninja villages, still looked like frail little quails.

Upon seeing the gaze directed at them from behind the scenes, the eight Yugakure ninja who had chosen to remain tensed up.

The young man standing at the front bobbed his Adam's apple as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a cold voice rang in his ears.

"Remember this: Yugakure Village no longer exists, and its former organizational structure naturally no longer exists either."

Although this rejection wasn't very direct, it was extremely hurtful.

Choosing to belong here was not the original wish of these Yugakure ninjas, nor was it a matter of heartfelt submission; it was simply because they did not want to leave their homeland.

Deep in the hearts of these young ninjas, the roots of Yugakure still remain, along with the desire for its revival in the future.

"If you want to set conditions, then first prove your worth."

"Otherwise, there would be no need for me to stay here any longer. I don't need useless people."

"Of course, I will also give you a second chance to choose."

Ara looked down at the few remaining Yugakure ninjas, his eyes showing no sympathy or concern, even though their past was very similar to his own.

But ultimately it's irrelevant; this is the true essence of the cruel ninja world.

After saying that, he didn't care how the few ninjas from Yugakure who lived in comfort reacted, and then turned his gaze to his subordinates below.

They are his true strength and foundation!

"The Land of Hot Water is now in your hands."

After a brief silence, Huang spoke in a minimalist manner.

"Yes!"

A chorus of applause erupted from below.

However, there seems to be a different emotion hidden in these voices, called worry.

After all, the Land of Hot Water is a good place, but it is also extremely close to the four great powers of Fire, Thunder, Water, and Iron.

If the other party insists on making trouble, I'm afraid...

But at that moment, the boy standing atop the rugged mountain spoke again.

"Those so-called Shadows around here are my opponents; you don't need to worry about them too much."

"Well, since everyone's here today, let's give you all a good experience."

"My true power."

After the words fell,

Huang slowly closed his right eye, and when he opened it again, his pupil was filled with scarlet, with a black windmill clearly etched on it.

[Spiritual Pressure Release!]

Chapter 339 Emerging Ambition, Embryonic Faith.

【boom! 】

If the untouchable heavens were to fall to earth, it would be as if the deep, unfathomable abyss were pressing down from all sides.

The solid ground shattered at that moment.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly outwards from the soles of his feet!

The surrounding air trembled at that moment.

Time, space, and all senses seemed to have lost their reference and perception; all that remained was an endless, viscous crimson mass!

【how come? 】

How could this be?!

Those bloodline limit users who were once imprisoned in the 'arena' roared in their hearts and asked themselves questions in their minds.

To become stronger and to reclaim the dignity that belongs to ninjas, they have been immersed in hellish training for the past four years.

The instructors are absolute elites who come from the Blood Mist, and the missions they carry out are based on the Five Great Ninja Villages.

But even so,

Even so!

They had hoped that this reunion would allow that person to witness their growth, and that they could proudly gaze upon that person without uttering a word:

I think I'm almost catching up with you!

but,

But the result was that none of the more than one hundred bloodline limit users were able to maintain an upright posture!

Not a single one was standing upright, let alone hunched over or kneeling on the ground!

The scene that is presented

It was the same helpless crawling as it had been four years ago.

Do not,

It's a sense of powerlessness that's even paler than it was four years ago!

After all, back then, after their own strength was used to fight back, they were able to regain control of their bodies, which had lost the ability to resist, and stand up to barely fight back.

But now, even moving a finger is a luxury for them!

All it could do was barely move its head, turning its eyes to look at the solitary figure atop the mountain.

Against the backdrop of the rising sun,

The man stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes filled with an unbearable crimson. His clothes were embroidered with the fan-shaped pattern symbolizing that ancient family. As the mountain wind blew by, even his hair and the corners of his clothes exuded an invincible arrogance!

It turns out that in these nearly five years, not only have they become stronger, but also the adult they have been following!

Moreover, the other party is clearly going faster and further down this lonely road.

Perhaps the biggest illusion they've fallen into today is that they believe they can catch up with that person through years of training and hardship.

For a moment, a sense of frustration and loss lingered in the hearts of these guys.

This reality makes them feel that their own efforts have been easily negated.

After all, most of these 'hand cards' are people who possess special bloodline limits and are favored by the heavens.

The unofficial evil ninjas and rogue ninjas all kept their heads bowed low, not daring to look up or confront the person's offensive behavior.

This terrifying sense of oppression,

This ability to create a powerful aura simply by releasing one's own chakra!

It will be torn to shreds, crushed into dust!

If you have even the slightest disloyalty, this is the inevitable outcome!

Is this the true power that person possesses?

Is this still something a young teenager could achieve?

Fear, shock, trembling, and the act of burying their heads deep again—these are the current reactions of those who already bear the burden of sin and blood debt.

Forget your own name, abandon your own future, and relinquish your own will.

[To dedicate the rest of your lives to Lord Ara is the only reason you continue to exist.]

Unbeknownst to them, the same warning from that equally young and terrifying boy who arrived in the Land of Waves echoed in the ears of these sinners once again.

So now,

So what kind of posture did that guy have?

Such thoughts echoed in the minds of these already unruly and wicked ninjas, and some of them struggled to move their eyes toward the front.

Despite this seemingly endless pressure, there were still some who did not completely collapse; less than one in ten survived.

Even when they manage to stand, they are mostly just barely holding on.

Including the current wielder of the Raiga Raiga, the Black Hoe Raiga; the Iron Country samurai Li, who was once the personal bodyguard of a daimyo in the Land of Lightning; and Kazeshin, who has awakened the powerful bloodline limit Typhoon Release within him, they all possess the strength of Jonin, based on the standards of the Five Great Ninja Villages!

But he still kept his knees on the ground!

【hateful,】

[Damn it!]

Hozuki Mangetsu cried out in his heart, filled with resentment.

This sudden pressure, this overwhelming sense of oppression.

Even though they had used their clan's secret technique, the Water Transformation Technique, to try to reduce and diminish the pressure to every inch of their skin and every cell, it was still useless!

He felt as if he were in a closed container filled with pressure, with everything around him pressing down on him.

They wanted to escape, but were powerless and had nowhere to run!

This feeling, this sense of resentment, is strikingly similar to that of the Iron Country warriors from last night!

【Who are you,】

[A monster?]

Hozuki Mangetsu's gaze began to soften, and he gradually let go of his resentment.

Three years ago, he thought he had lost to this younger boy because of carelessness, due to insufficient intelligence and his impression of the Uchiha clan's objective fire release techniques.

For three years, he never stopped thinking about improving his strength. Even though he had a hidden resistance to lightning chakra, he tried to make contact with it in order to increase his tolerance.

This kind of self-torture-like training makes him stronger, and his weaknesses are no longer so fatal.