Narration system starting from Konoha

On his back, several thick bones with sharp bone spurs extended out, and his fair skin turned dull.

The human form is truly ever-changing.

"Shh."

Uchiha Sora took a step and disappeared from the spot, the surging chakra on his fist like a burning blue flame.

"boom."

A powerful punch carrying a massive amount of violent chakra sent Kimimaro flying.

Without hesitation, Uchiha Sora appeared behind Kimimaro in the blink of an eye, gripped the massive bone blade on his back, and hurled it with tremendous force, his hands forming hand seals:

"Fireball Technique".

The scorching heat and raging flames enveloped Kimimaro in an instant.

"Shh."

A dark shadow flashed by, and Kimimaro simultaneously exerted force with both legs, springing up like a cannonball and passing right through the fireball.

With his right hand clenched back, his long spine was whipped out like a lash and swept towards Uchiha Sora.

"The Dance of the Wire Flower".

With a series of backflips, Uchiha Sora accurately predicted the trajectory of the bone whip, gathered a large amount of chakra in his legs, and slammed down.

"Bang." The bone whip was completely fixed in place, forming a straight line between the two.

"The Shikotsumyaku is truly a powerful bloodline limit. If I hadn't obtained the cursed seal of the Sound Four, I would have been the one to lose."

Feeling confident of victory, Uchiha Sora began to act modestly. Even without the cursed seal, he didn't believe he would lose.

Kimimaro shook his head and said, "Only I can achieve this level of skill with the Shikotsumyaku. It is all thanks to Lord Orochimaru. Lord Orochimaru gave me a new life."

"Hahaha, you didn't wake up until your dying breath. Do you still want to keep dancing? Compared to me, you are like a firefly compared to the bright moon. Tremble, you ant."

Amidst the madness, there was a desolate emptiness born of a world-weary perspective; the black magic mark on his forehead slowly spread and gradually intertwined with the patterns on his body.

The crimson light shimmered in every line, and soon covered the entire body, with exquisite, pattern-like shapes interwoven around the diamond pattern on the chest.

It was as if a storm was blowing around Uchiha Sora, swirling and rising around him, uprooting the grass beneath his feet and turning it into dust.

"Is this your strongest form? Come on, let me see it."

Uchiha Sora vanished from his spot in an instant, leaving behind a deep footprint as sand and dust swirled around him.

"Peng."

Shadow Dance Leaf, a powerful upward kick carrying all his strength, slammed into Kimimaro's chin, causing blood to splatter and Kimimaro to rise into the air.

"boom."

Chakra rapidly gathered in his legs and then blasted into Kimimaro's body.

The continuous explosions echoed through the sky as Uchiha Sora launched his high-speed attack.

Chapter 122 Tragic

The Lotus Flower is a unique technique of the Eight Gates Formation. Today, Uchiha Sora demonstrated a pure taijutsu version of the Lotus Flower with his skills.

Each one was a powerful and heavy bombardment.

"Corpse Bone Pulse: Dance of the Willow".

"Corpse Vein; Dance of the Tang Pine".

"Hiss hiss hiss."

Sharp bone spurs pierced Kimimaro's body continuously, turning his entire body into a hedgehog.

With its tail gathering power, the body spun rapidly in the sky, sunlight shining on the sharp bone spurs, which gleamed with a cold light.

As he quickly retreated, Kimimaro stumbled upon landing and nearly fell to the ground.

"Has this reached its limit? Such a frail body. It seems I can no longer work for Lord Orochimaru."

Kimimaro was a tragic figure. His miserable childhood left him with a confused and bewildered mind. The appearance of his mentor, Orochimaru, plunged him into a world of countless lies and deceptions.

Kimimaro shook his head and said, "Lord Orochimaru would not lie to me. I am about to die, but I will live forever in Lord Orochimaru's heart."

My purpose in life is to clear obstacles for Lord Orochimaru.

Kong shook his head and said, "There was a time when I was also very confused. I looked at myself in the mirror and asked myself who I was and what I wanted to do."

Try to make yourself your own sole refuge, placing all your visions and aspirations within yourself, rather than relying on others.

Are you lecturing me?

"It was just something I felt compelled to say."

Uchiha Sora was even a little jealous of Orochimaru; he always managed to recruit these silly kids. This was a distorted world.

Countless people are born into confusion, searching for their place in the world, only to become tools of conspirators.

Kimimaro could no longer remain calm as his body deteriorated. Bones continued to extend from his arm and slowly rotated, eventually forming a huge cone-shaped spike made of twisted white bones.

Sparks, like machine gun fire, spewed from Uchiha Sora's mouth.

Clear footsteps echoed rapidly as Kimimaro nimbly ran across the land, the dense sparks posing no obstacle to him.

"Uchiha Sora, let me remove this obstacle for Lord Orochimaru."

A chilling killing intent surged from his eyes, his expression cold yet tinged with madness.

"Go to hell."

The sharp bone spike suddenly thrust forward, as if teleporting through the void, and was already in front of Uchiha Sora the moment it was thrust out.

With his Sharingan rapidly activated, he shifted his feet and moved half a body length to the left out of thin air. His raised right arm instantly dropped, clamping the bone cone between his waist and his legs.

Blood dripped slowly down the muscles of his waist, and his empty fist was already filled with chakra. He delivered an uppercut to Kimimaro's chin.

The immense force carried Kimimaro's heavy body backward, while Uchiha Sora leaped into the air, his right leg seemingly burning with blue flames.

He kicked Kimimaro in the chin again.

"Pfft." Countless spurts of blood gushed out, and Kimimaro's eyes showed a brief moment of confusion. His body lay quietly on the ground, looking up at the sky.

"Wishes and hopes are nothing but emptiness in the face of death. The path to the Pure Land has been opened for you. Kimimaro, it is time for you to embark on your journey."

Leave this world full of lies. Someone as straightforward and innocent as you is not suited to live in the treacherous ninja world.

If nothing unexpected happens, we'll never see each other again. The next time I see Orochimaru, I'll ask him if he still remembers a boy named Kimimaro who died for him.

You can rest in peace now.

Kimimaro's eyes regained a glimmer of light, and he said, "To be able to dedicate my life to Lord Orochimaru's cause, even death would be worthwhile."

Remember my name, Kaguya Kimimaro, and come with me to the Pure Land to keep me company, the Dance of the Early Ferns.

"puff."

A sharp bone spur emerged from the ground, followed by a second, then a third, seemingly endlessly spreading towards Uchiha Sora.

Villains die from talking too much; similarly, those who love to show off also die from talking too much.

"Narrator, you talk too much nonsense. You might die from talking too much one day."

The narration is an intelligent program; it won't actually die.

Uchiha Sora finally came to his senses; the narrator was the real idiot.

Uchiha Sora moved swiftly, turned and rushed into the distant forest, with the Bone Forest in hot pursuit behind him, bone spikes emerging from the ground, radiating a sharp light.

He casually flicked two smoke grenades behind him, and the powerful explosion generated a huge impact, causing Uchiha Sora's speed to increase rapidly.

Leaving the bone forest far behind, he jumped onto a large tree and looked back; the spreading bone spurs had completely stopped.

Uchiha Sora breathed a sigh of relief, released the jutsu and curse seals from his body, and immediately felt a strong sense of exhaustion.

He leaned cross-legged against a large tree, trying to stabilize his chakra. But his body was still too weak; the combined power of the Uchiha Maniac Laughter and the Cursed Seal was too great.

The path of body tempering is long and arduous, but unfortunately he lacks lightning chakra and cannot use lightning to stimulate body tempering.

Even if I wanted to train, I don't have time right now, and I haven't even touched Wind Release yet. I just rely on two C-rank Fire Release techniques to keep up appearances all day.

Escape techniques and illusion techniques are his two biggest weaknesses. Escape techniques are the easiest to master. Even if he can't kill enemies, he can still show off in crucial moments.

Genjutsu can only rely on the Sharingan; other physical genjutsu are too weak. Against someone like Itachi Uchiha who has the Mangekyou Sharingan, they can be reversed in a matter of minutes.

The evolution of the Sharingan ultimately relies on the separation of Yin and Yang Release.

Now that he has the Sharingan, his understanding of Yin Release has deepened.

"Shh."

Three figures appeared on a large tree in the distance.

Sora smiled and said, "It's been a long time, Temari, Kankuro, Gaara."

I didn't expect Kankuro's face to recover from the swelling so quickly; he looks exactly the same as before he was injured.

Kankuro's face darkened instantly. Uchiha Sora had become a shadow in his heart; his previous experience had made him wish he were dead.

Temari's expression was also not good, and she said with dissatisfaction, "Uchiha Sora, we came here to provide support, how can you talk like that?"

"It seems you've confirmed the Fourth Kazekage's death. Gaara, you've changed quite a bit since I last saw you."

The cruel and cold aura that had been emanating from Gaara was gone; instead, he had become extremely calm, as if he were a completely different person.

Gaara nodded and said, "I have changed. Through Naruto's words and the analysis in the narration, I have come to understand my own heart."

Kong laughed and said, "I didn't expect the narrator, who always sows discord, to do something good."

Narration is neither good nor evil; it's simply saying certain things in a specific context.

"You really know how to flatter yourself. Do you think it's appropriate for you to come out and spout nonsense in this situation?"

Kankuro's narration was correct; it already refuted Uchiha Sora's words.

Uchiha Sora glared at Kankuro and said, "It seems some people haven't had enough of the power of the poison gas bomb."

A small black ball rolled around in their hands, and Kankuro and Temari looked on with trepidation, fearing that Uchiha Sora might suddenly crush it.