I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"That's a very, very evil demon!"

"It will turn clear water into foul-smelling blood, fine wine into filthy mud, turn the moon blood red, and turn the dead into demonic harbingers."

“That evil thing has horns like a bull, scales like a snake, claws like a wolf, and is as reckless as a child.”

"Remember, the evil spirit is sealed beneath this dry well. Never, ever let it be stained with blood, never let it touch death, never call its name—"

The identity of the Onmyoji who left behind the seal and warning is now lost to history.

But what can be seen is that after a hundred years of change, a new human village was built around this dry well that had no water source.

From the villagers passing by, one could hear that the memorial service was about to begin.

[Level]: Myth and legend.

[Conditions for Descent]:

In this current feast of blood,

Survive!

Under this beautiful, crimson moon, would I have the honor of strolling with you?

Come on, let me enjoy myself to the fullest!

Ara didn't pay much attention to this sudden summoning quest.

Once he had grasped the concept that Yato-gami was an evil god symbolizing 'blood and water', he threw himself into the battlefield again.

After witnessing their own Earth Release ninjutsu become a means of killing for others, the immense shame that welled up in the hearts of the Iwagakure ninja began to intertwine with the pain and resentment of their comrades' deaths.

This obscure and incomprehensible emotion, accompanied by a furious roar that came from the depths of his heart, even sounding somewhat inhuman and more like that of a wild beast, began to surge forth like a volcanic eruption!

The stagnant battle circle shrank again, and several Iwagakure ninjas, also wielding close-combat katana and wakizashi, eagerly stepped in from all sides to encircle the enemy.

At the same time, they were also letting out rough roars, as if to encourage themselves or to suppress the fear from the bottom of their hearts!

The wilderness remained unmoved in response.

Only that scarlet right pupil was thrashing back and forth in its eye socket.

Although half of his vision was temporarily blocked, everything around him still couldn't escape the lock of his Sharingan!

The Instantaneous Movement Technique caused it to retreat instead of advance.

As he severed the hideous head with a single stroke, his left hand had already taken control of the opponent's sword, which was still held high due to inertia.

With a dazzling display of blade brilliance, not only were several rapidly attacking shuriken deflected and knocked away by the blade, but the samurai sword in his hand also switched from a backhand to a forehand grip.

Ara's swordsmanship is not simply about using his dominant right hand. However, the battles he had encountered so far were not worth such a detailed exploration.

The same applies to the night when the vanguard of the Cloud Village was completely wiped out; their main objective was to launch a surprise attack under the cover of night, and they did not have the same level of focus as the Cloud Village.

This was also the first time he used dual swords in actual combat!

"Go to hell!"

The Iwagakure ninja who dared to surround the enemy with their blades naturally had a certain degree of confidence in their swordsmanship and taijutsu.

However, in Yu Huang's eyes, and under the penetrating power of the Sharingan, such confidence could only be seen as arrogance full of flaws!

[Uchiha Style Swordsmanship: Sword Leap Flame!]

[Uchiha Style Swordsmanship: Gale Sword!]

Two different types of chakra energy clung to the blades held in his left and right hands respectively. The scorching fire and violent wind swirled and turned, transforming into a crimson sun that spewed out waves of flames, wantonly devouring and annihilating any living beings that dared to approach!

Suddenly, the boy who was controlling the blazing sun leaped up without warning.

The instant it left the ground, several rough, large hands suddenly burst forth from where it had been standing. Their wild, swaying movements, as if trying to capture or grasp something, resembled those of a man-eating tree that had sensed the approach of life!

【Humph. 】

The boy who dodged the underground attack had a look of utter disdain in his eyes.

At the same time, the double blades he held in his hands changed their grip, with the blades vertical and the tips pointing downwards. As he fell back to the ground due to gravity, they plunged deep into the earth!

In an instant, gushing blood seeped out like blood lotuses emerging from the ground.

As for the screams of the attacking ninjas, they were completely diluted and drowned out by the soil.

No surprise attack can escape the Sharingan's perception!

However, this did not stop the battle in the slightest.

Before Ara could pull his sword back from the ground, several kunai with explosive tags attached to them struck with pinpoint accuracy.

What is this timidity in protecting one's companion's remains from afar?

What command came from above to leave this demon's corpse intact?

The moment they began using highly explosive ninja tools, it signified that the surrounding Iwagakure ninjas were consumed by rage, their will completely overwhelmed, with only one remaining thought:

That means killing this bastard from Konoha!!

We will stop at nothing, by any means necessary, to kill him!

Faced with kunai attacking from all sides, Ara decisively abandoned the action of immediately drawing his sword, and his scarlet Sharingan spun wildly.

In an instant, not only did the trajectories of those 'slowly' approaching ninja tools become clearly defined in his vision, but even the faint smoke emanating from the explosive tags and the time of their complete detonation became certain in his mind.

However, the word 'slow' only applies to him because he possesses the Sharingan.

To the surrounding Iwagakure ninja, such a gap was as fleeting as a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall!

*Sizzle.*

After casually dodging the first few kunai, Ara grabbed the last one with his bare hands, and the slight sound was the sound of the explosive tag being removed from the end of the ninja tool.

Looking up again, he saw that he had disappeared from the spot where the explosion had occurred, and had instantly appeared in front of an Iwagakure ninja who had thrown the ninja tool earlier.

Such a flash is so slow that even describing it as a blink of an eye seems a bit slow!

This plunged the Iwagakure ninja, who was completely unprepared and caught off guard, into a state of utter panic and confusion.

He panicked because he didn't know how to deal with such a terrifying demon, and he was still in the same posture as when he threw his ninja tools, not yet fully steadied.

The confusion stemmed from the cold voice that reached his ears; that bastard said:

"Back to you!"

Give it back to me?

【Give me back what?】

These three simple words, coupled with the demon's immediate retreat, left his mind blank.

But soon, it was awakened by the roar of its companions in its ears and a slight hissing sound.

Instinctively, he shifted his gaze downwards, but before he could see anything clearly, the surging flames and violent energy had already completely engulfed it.

Meanwhile, the instigator had already used the explosive tag's carrier to slit the necks of several Iwagakure ninjas and casually pulled the samurai sword from the back of a panicked and bewildered cannon fodder.

"Hmm, I'm still used to using a knife, but it's a bit too light."

Waving the barely captured battle blade, the Asura, who occupied this death zone, commented nonchalantly.

Finally, he noticed the guy who had provided him with a weapon, and who, under the intimidation of the Sharingan, was trembling with fear while holding a kunai, unable to launch an attack.

"In exchange, I'll give you this."

Arakawa casually handed over the kunai stained with sticky blood, then brushed past it.

The man was left wide awake, his pupils dilated, his hands clutching his neck as if trying to stop the loss of life.

No matter how hard it tried, in the end, it turned into a loud thud as it fell to the ground, leaving behind bloodshot, unseeing eyes.

The boy continued forward, passing through the wreckage. The characteristics of the Nichirin Blade, now reattached to its blade, appeared particularly eerie and chilling against the backdrop of blood and fire.

The scene became strange and stiff once again.

The vast disparity between the two sides and the visible loss of their comrades began to shake the once-unyielding resolve of the Iwagakure ninja.

Of course, what truly shook them was the roars and self-questioning coming from within their own ranks!

"Is this guy a monster?!"

"How can he not be killed? How can he not be killed? How can he not be killed!"

"Can anyone tell me how to kill him?!"

"........"

Fear breeds, spreads, and escalates in one-sided slaughter!

Faced with the approaching, blood-soaked youth, and the demon known as the Blood Asura, the vanguard of the Iwagakure formation subtly began to retreat!

How terrifying is this?

You have to understand that this is a completely unfair, crushing match where there are ten to one, a hundred to one, a thousand to one, or even ten thousand to one!

But the result was that he was forced to retreat by Huang Du alone!

Even though most of the ordinary ninjas in this front-line clash were used as cannon fodder, the scene was still incredibly shocking.

There's a saying that goes something like this...

Oh, you're all surrounded by me.

This is roughly the scene.

"Lord Tsuchikage!"

Looking at the brutal fighting on the ground—no, it was a one-sided massacre—Chitu's heart bled.

Having devoted himself entirely to protection and safeguarding, he naturally possesses a kind and benevolent heart.

Those splattered patches of dark red ink on the ground symbolize their own companions!

The calls from here truly indicate that he has reached his limit.

How could Onoki not sense such emotions?

Regardless of Iwagakure's will or its history of sacrifice, it is ultimately the village's leader and the Tsuchikage!

All the Iwagakure ninjas were like children to him.

How could it be their true intention to push them onto the battlefield and drive them to their deaths?