Naruto: I have an attribute panel

Chapter 474 Immortality

On the dark purple earth, a figure flashed and disappeared, moving at a speed so fast it could almost be considered teleportation.

Every time he appeared, a crater several meters deep would blast open beneath his feet, and he would charge straight towards the colossal creature in front of him without any fancy moves.

"Arrogant!"

Such a blatant attack is nothing short of a naked provocation.

The demon roared, its two dragon heads snapping together from the left and right, while the other dragon head spewed out a thick, purplish-black breath, sealing off all of Taiyi's evasive angles.

The golden light in Taiyi's eyes shone brightly, and its forward momentum did not diminish at all. Just as the breath was about to reach him, it also exhaled a breath.

Immortal Technique·Wind Release·Vacuum Jade.

The highly compressed magical wind blast was fired out like a cannonball, colliding with the purplish-black breath and producing a corrosive "sizzling" sound, actually tearing a gap in the breath.

Taiyi's figure darted through the gap like a fish, unharmed, and was already close to the dragon's jaw.

He clenched his right fist, gathering Sage Chakra in his right hand, causing the air to distort at the point of his fist.

Immortal Magic, Superhuman Strength, Mountain Collapse!

He slammed a punch into the jawbone covered in thick scales.

"Thump!"

A dull, deafening roar shook the surrounding area, and a visible shockwave exploded in a ring, mixed with a large amount of shattered flesh and scales of the demons.

The dragon's head was thrown high into the air by the blow, and both of its eyeballs burst out due to the enormous kinetic energy.

It let out a painful and furious roar, and the remaining four dragon heads came frantically to devour it.

Taiyi's figure suddenly disappeared in the air, and the enraged Kuiliang swept its four heads wildly, searching everywhere for Taiyi's whereabouts.

The next moment, Taiyi appeared at the base of the right side of the demon's neck, and the chakra light blade in his hand condensed again, but this time its length reached ten meters.

With a swift stroke, the blade cut through solid steel, revealing the terrifying toughness of the demon's flesh.

But this was no match for the sharpness of the light blade. As the light blade swept across, a head fell to the ground.

"Awooo—!"

A piercing scream echoed across the wilderness. The voice of the demon contained not only endless pain, but also overwhelming killing intent and a trace of fear.

The remaining four dragon heads opened their mouths wide, and four thick breaths swept wildly.

Taiyi's figure disappeared again, and the next moment he appeared in the sky dozens of meters away, with chakra wings unfolding on his back, gently flapping as he floated in the air.

Looking at the crazed demons in the distance, Taiyi muttered to himself.

After a few exchanges, he got a general idea of ​​Wangmei's strength. In terms of individual strength, Wangmei was still slightly inferior to the Nine-Tailed Fox in its prime.

How could such a demon become the enemy of the whole world? It should have been torn to pieces long ago and died beyond any hope of survival.

Taiyi surveyed the battlefield, looking at the ghost legion constantly converging on this side in the distance, and gently shook his head. These things were at best small fry; although there were many of them, they posed little threat to true experts.

Taiyi's gaze fell on Wangliang again, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Could it be that he really is unkillable?!

Taiyi raised the light blade in his hand, clearing his mind of all distractions. No matter what, he would know once he killed it.

With a slight tremor of his wings and a surge of air around him, Taiyi charged toward the demon at high speed, and the battle began once again.

Meanwhile, the assault troops in the distance were also under attack from all sides by the Ghost Legion, but they held their ground like a rock, blocking wave after wave of attacks.

Currently, everyone still has plenty of chakra, and they still have the strength to face the endless ghost army. Leaders like Huangtu and Tutai even have the strength to observe Taiyi's battle behind them.

Each punch generates a circular shockwave upon impact.

Each slash could cut away half a mountain.

The sight stirred the hearts of the commandos, who wished they could take the place of the demon and fight it for three hundred rounds.

Of course, these are just the thoughts of some warmongers; people like Chiyo and Tsuchida have even more ideas.

With such terrifying combat power, is their own ninja village capable of dealing with them?

Before they could think any further, the pressure of reality forced them to turn their attention to the enemy in front of them.

To Taiyi, these rock golems were trash and posed little threat, but for most of the commando team, a knife cut into their bodies would still draw blood, even if it was just a crudely made stone knife.

Therefore, it is entirely possible for ants to kill an elephant.

"Bang!"

A knife grazed Chiyo's forehead before slamming heavily into the ground beside her with a dull thud.

"What are you daydreaming about, old woman? Now is not the time to be distracted."

Huang Tu brandished his rock fist, the one who had just missed Chiyo's attack.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Chiyo's forehead. She composed herself, but her words were anything but gentle.

"I know what I'm doing, old woman, don't worry about it!" Chiyo looked at the arm covered in yellow earth and thick rocks, a hint of envy in her eyes. Another promising talent.

On the other side, Taiyi was moving around Kuimei, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The demon wasn't stupid; having learned its lesson, it naturally didn't want Taiyi to get close again.

The four dragon heads breathed almost continuously, relentlessly attacking Taiyi from all sides.

Taiyi always narrowly avoided the barrage of breath attacks.

That's not all; the demon also conjured ten fake dragon heads. These dragon heads could not breathe, but they could charge and attack like real dragon heads.

Thanks to their massive size and heavy weight, even Taiyi had to avoid direct confrontation with these "fake dragon heads." The key issue was that these "fake dragon heads" could be reassembled after being cut off, which gave Taiyi a huge headache.

Fortunately, Taiyi still had the Flying Thunder God Technique. If he couldn't dodge in time, he would use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape, then regroup and launch another attack.

It is said that prolonged defense inevitably leads to loss, and this saying applies equally to Kui Liang.

Despite the demon's best efforts, it was no use in keeping its four heads from Taiyi's relentless attacks. Taiyi chopped them off one by one.

As the last head fell to the ground, in the realm of consciousness, the demon, which had been roaring madly throughout the battle, became unusually calm.

"Human, you think you can kill me like this? Just you wait—"

The voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely, without uttering a single word.

Taiyi hovered in mid-air, his pale blue chakra wings trembling slightly, stirring up subtle air currents.

Below, the corpse of the Kui Liang lay across the purplish-black earth, resembling a destroyed mountain.

Five ferocious dragon heads were scattered around the corpse, and a viscous, purplish-black liquid, like asphalt, gushed from the broken ends.

These liquids pooled on the ground, gradually forming a foul-smelling "pond." Bubbles constantly rose from the surface of the pond, evaporating and emitting a nauseating stench.

The purplish-black negative energy emanating from the corpse drifted into the air like tangible mist.

The mist gradually thinned and dissipated after rising to a certain height, merging into the sky and earth.

Taiyi was slightly out of breath. Maintaining high-intensity combat in his immortal magic mode until now had taken a toll on him.

Sweat trickled down his forehead and down his cheeks, beading on his chin before finally dripping down.

But there was no joy of victory between his brows; instead, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

Kui Liang's words were like a sharp thorn, deeply embedded in his heart, constantly reminding him that this matter was not over yet.

As the one who personally slew the demon, Taiyi sensed the changes in the corpse more clearly than anyone else.

The enormous body was dissipating at a visible speed, not from decay, but like ice melting into water, transforming from a physical form into energy, and then merging into the world.

This way of dissipating is remarkably similar to how tailed beasts behave after they die.

"It really is an energy aggregate—" Taiyi thought to himself, but it was even more troublesome than a tailed beast. After a tailed beast dies, it will re-coalesce under specific conditions, taking a year or even several years. But...

His beam of light locked onto the dissipating corpse below. In just a few minutes, the colossal creature, originally a hundred meters tall, had shrunk to nearly a third of its original size, and its dissipation was accelerating.

At this rate, the corpse will completely disappear in less than an hour. At that time, in what form will it be?

Where will we be reborn?

Taiyi took a deep breath, trying to catch a clue from the change in the air.

Negative energy is the essence of demons and monsters, and it is also the key to their rebirth.

But now, the Land of Swamps, the Land of Demons, and even the entire ninja world that has just ended a great war, are not lacking in negative energy at all.

Just then, the assault troops in the distance erupted in an amazing cheer.

"Success! Lord Taiichi has killed the demon!"

"We won!"

"The ninja world is saved!"

Cheers swept across the entire battlefield like a tidal wave.

A thousand elite ninjas from various countries, after a long march and a bloody battle, finally witnessed the terrifying monster collapse.

At this moment, all fatigue and pain were washed away by the joy of victory.

Huang Tu raised his rocky fist high and smashed a charging rock golem to pieces, a relieved smile spreading across his face: "Finally—"

Chiyo controlled the Chikamatsu Ten Puppet Masters, and all ten puppets stopped moving at the same time. She let out a long sigh of relief, a complex light flashing in her eyes: "Ancient demons are ultimately no match for modern ninjas."

Tsuchikage withdrew his Lightning Release chakra and wiped the sweat from his brow: "In that case, the Ghost Legion should—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred.

"Be careful!"

A piercing scream came from the outermost edge of the formation.

A Cloud Village Jonin, having relaxed his guard due to victory, was struck in the shoulder by a stone sword that suddenly came flying at him.

The blade embedded itself deeply into the shoulder blade, and blood instantly stained the combat suit.

"Damn it! Why are these puppets still moving?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

In the brief seconds that everyone was celebrating their victory, the Ghost Legion did not stop their offensive.

The rock golems brandished crude weapons, and the vengeful spirits emitted piercing shrieks as they surged like a tide toward the defensive lines that had become weak due to their laxity.

"Maintain formation! Don't let your guard down!" Huang Tu's roar echoed across the battlefield.

But the warning came too late.

A brief lapse in vigilance can be fatal.

Multiple gaps appeared in the outer defense perimeter, and the Ghost Legion slithered in like venomous snakes. Amidst the flashing blades and the clash of swords, screams rang out one after another.

A Chunin from Iwagakure was attacked by three puppets at the same time, and before he could form hand seals, he was pierced through the abdomen by a stone spear.

A Kirigakure Jonin attempted to defend himself with Water Release, but was ambushed from behind by a vengeful spirit. The purplish-black energy corroded his back, and his skin rapidly festered.

In just over ten seconds, the assault force suffered its heaviest casualties since the start of the battle. Thirty ninjas were injured to varying degrees, with seven of them in life-threatening condition and three dying on the spot.

"Medical ninja! Quickly!"

Chiyo gave the order sternly, and the medical ninjas from Sunagakure quickly stepped forward, their pale green chakra glowing on the injured.

But most people could only grit their teeth and continue fighting, because the Ghost Legion's offensive showed no signs of stopping.

Huang Tu smashed the charging rock golem with a single punch, his face ashen as he glared at Taiyi in the distance, shouting, "Taiyi! What's going on? Wasn't Wangliang dead?!"

The sound traveled hundreds of meters and reached Taiyi's ears.

Taiyi did not answer immediately. He shifted his gaze from the dissipating corpses below and scanned the entire battlefield.

The Ghost Legion is still moving, still attacking, without the slightest hesitation or weakening of its offensive.

It was as if the death of the demons had no effect on them.

As expected—Taiyi's last shred of hope was completely shattered.

He vanished into thin air in a flash.

The next moment, Taiyi appeared at the forefront of the assault force's defensive line, and the chakra light blade in his hand condensed once again.

This time, the light blade was fifteen meters long, and its entire body was filled with platinum-gold Sage Chakra.

"Back off!"

Taiyi let out a low shout and swept his light blade horizontally.

There were no fancy moves, just a simple horizontal slash, and a crescent-shaped shockwave spread out in a fan-shaped area in front.

"boom--!"

All the ghost legion units within fifty meters in front, whether rock golems or vengeful spirits, were reduced to dust by this attack.

A trench several meters deep was plowed into the ground, and the purplish-black soil was blown away, revealing the grayish-white rock layer underneath.

This attack bought the assault troops a precious respite.

Taiyi forms a hand seal with one hand.

Shadow Clone Technique!

White smoke exploded, and a shadow clone appeared beside him.

"You stay here and assist with the defense," Taiichi instructed his shadow clone, then looked at the approaching figures: Hirotsuchi, Chiyo, and...

Tu Tai and the others said, "Follow me."

The five quickly retreated to a relatively safe area in the center of their formation. Here, Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas had constructed a double layer of defense, temporarily isolating them from the sounds of battle outside.

"How is the situation?" Chiyo was the first to speak, her aged face full of solemnity.

Taiyi pointed to the dissipating corpses of the demons in the distance: "See for yourselves."

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.

Nearly ten minutes had passed since Taiyi slew the demon. The hundred-meter-tall corpse was now less than forty meters tall, and its dissipation was accelerating.

Dark purple energy gushed out of the corpse like a waterfall, gathering on the ground to form an ever-growing "pond." The liquid in the pond churned and boiled, emitting a suffocatingly evil aura.

"It's disappearing?" Tu Tai squinted.

"It's not disappearance, it's transformation," Taiyi said in a deep voice. "The essence of the Kuiryo is an aggregate of negative energy, similar to the Tailed Beasts. What I killed was its 'body,' but the energy that constitutes that body is returning to the world—"

"It will be reborn somewhere." Huang Tu took over the conversation, his face extremely grim. "So the Ghost Legion is still moving because they are not connected to the bodies of the demons, but to their essence."

Tai nodded: "That's right. Plan A has failed. We need to consider Plan B now."

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"Seal?" Tu Tai frowned. "How can we seal a target whose corpse is even dissipating?"

Chiyo snorted coldly, pointing to the distant battlefield: "More importantly, we need to know where it will resurrect from. We can't just stand here waiting under the siege of these puppets, can we?"

These words expressed what everyone felt.

The assault force, though elite, only numbers a thousand. The Ghost Legion, on the other hand, is seemingly endless and tireless. Holding out here for too long will eventually exhaust their chakra and stamina.

"Taiyi." Huang Tu looked at the young Konoha ninja with a complex expression. "You are the commander of this battle. Tell me, what should we do next?"

All eyes were on Taiyi.

Kakashi had arrived at some point. He glanced at the dissipating corpses in the distance, then looked at Taichi, awaiting his decision.

Taiyi fell silent.

As commander, every decision he made concerned the lives of a thousand ninjas.

Continuing to hold out might result in being overwhelmed by the ghost army before the rebirth location of the demons is found; retreating immediately would mean the complete failure of this all-out decapitation operation, and there might never be another chance like this.

His mind raced through all the possibilities.

The speed at which the corpse of the demon dissipates, the range of its negative energy spread, the time it might take for rebirth, and the intensity of the ghost army's offensive —

Finally, Taichi took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Leave----.

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