Konoha's Mission Master

"Extreme Blade Slash".

The two weapons were transformed into a pair of giant, flaming swords, and the flames intensified as Yakumo moved.

With the skill of instantaneous light, he unleashed the tyranny of the Wei Kingdom!

Yakumo was covered in blood, and even temporarily lost his hearing, but he moved like lightning, quickly dismembering the Yamata no Orochi. His thick tail was severed, and bright white solar fire ignited from the cut.

Blood gushed outwards from the cut.

The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi emitted mournful cries.

But Yakumo's movements did not stop at all; his heart was pounding so hard that he pumped blood carrying golden arcs of electricity to every part of his body.

Yakumo continued to increase his speed.

Each cut is several meters long.

The blood-red scales were discarded, and even the flesh was neatly cut open, revealing a pale, slightly wriggling spine.

All of this resembles a chef with exceptional knife skills dissecting ingredients.

As countless pieces of flesh were cleaved apart, Yakumo finally found the energy core of the Yamata no Orochi. It was a crystal mixed with red, green, and white colors, similar to the Dragon Ball of the legendary dragon, hidden beneath several layers of bones.

"Transforming from mortal to dragon, this is the long-cherished wish of Longdi Cave for thousands of years."

Orochimaru's so-called immortality is the process of his body transforming into a dragon.

Unfortunately... he failed.

When the three-colored Dragon Balls appeared in Yakumo's sight.

The Yamata no Orochi's resistance suddenly intensified, with countless ferocious pythons and tentacles destroying the Buddha statue, which was hundreds of meters tall.

Yakumo's shadow clone disappeared after exhausting its chakra.

With his weakness right in front of him, how could Yakumo hesitate?

"Extreme Blade Slash".

The bones and flesh along the way were directly severed, and blood filled the entire internal cavity until the surrounding flesh and blood gathered together to form Orochimaru's humanoid body.

"Yakumo-kun, as expected of you, as expected of you!"

Orochimaru let out a maniacal laugh, even though death was imminent.

But his pride wouldn't allow him to beg for mercy or even bow his head.

Golden light condensed into a single line, and the blade that subdued demons touched the crystal.

[Hint: Spellbreaker attribute triggered!]

Blue patterns on the blade form mysterious incantations.

Ding!

The three-colored crystal shattered into nothingness, and countless crystal fragments broke apart, reflecting a dazzling array of colors before finally turning into nothingness in the air.

Orochimaru's path to becoming a dragon was completely shattered by Yakumo.

The struggles of the Yamata no Orochi gradually weakened as it lost its energy source, until its body collapsed with a crash. Its severed body burned with bright white solar fire, and its dim eyes revealed its unwillingness.

Yakumo emerged from the body of the Yamata no Orochi and continued to wield his twin blades, rapidly dismembering it and further destroying its life force.

A dozen minutes later, Yakumo confirmed that Orochi was dead. He manipulated his chakra to create a water sphere, washing away the foul-smelling blood from Orochi's body.

At Yakumo's feet, deep purple blood plasma covered the surrounding earth.

Behind him, the sun's fire still burned.

Until a small white snake, about the thickness of a thumb, tried to escape while Yakumo wasn't paying attention, but a golden blade aura descended in an instant, and bright white flames burned on the snake's body.

The small white snake let out a painful cry.

“I told you…you will die today.”

In the distance, the sun's fire burns the body left behind by the Yamata no Orochi.

Yakumo is treating her wounds and removing toxins.

From the flesh and blood, another small white snake appeared.

They had just landed and were planning to escape.

"bump."

The head exploded, leaving behind a headless body.

Article 3, Article 4, Article 5…

But none of them could escape the merciful aim.

The flesh and blood left behind by the Yamata no Orochi gradually evaporated.

Yakumo found Orochimaru's legacy inside the stomach of the Yamata no Orochi.

Five or six bottles and jars, containing a heart, liver, and Sharingan.

The label confirms that it is a part of the body of a bloodline limit ninja, which even includes Hashirama Senju's arm and several tubes of cell extract. This is a valuable item.

A secret treasure containing abundant Yang energy.

Yakumo stored it in a storage scroll. Apart from the Sharingan, the bottles and jars were destroyed by Yakumo, as there was no need to collect trash.

At the same time, there are several scrolls... including many of Orochimaru's legacies.

Yakumo chose to collect it, along with two Kusanagi swords.

Sky Sword and Ame-no-Murakumo Sword.

Bang! Another small white snake in the distance was blown up.

"Orochimaru... why bother? No movement within the mist can escape my senses. Wouldn't it be better to just die peacefully?"

Yakumo wielded his twin blades, slicing through the remaining flesh and blood. Only in this way could he completely destroy Orochimaru's life force.

At the same time, he used Earth Release ninjutsu to pile up the surrounding flesh and blood, and took out the corpse-dissolving water from the storage scroll.

Three large barrels; the so-called "corpse-dissolving water" was actually strong acid.

"From the day I planned to kill you, I had already figured out how to make you completely annihilated."

When the corpse-dissolving liquid was poured out, white smoke immediately rose from the flesh and blood.

The faint, painful howls of some animal could be heard.

Until, several small white snakes converged into Orochimaru's form.

Compassion is poised to be unleashed.

Orochimaru raised his head and looked at Yakumo.

His eyes held resentment and anger, but no remorse.

"Yakumo-kun, I would like to ask you to organize my legacy and then select the less dangerous parts to pass on to Anko?"

“Okay.” Yakumo nodded.

This is both compensation and inheritance.

As Orochimaru's disciple, Mitarashi Anko has suffered countless cold shoulders and malice in Konoha during this time. The envy and jealousy of those people have completely turned into weapons of verbal attacks, hurting Mitarashi Anko's heart.

The water droplet shattered its skull.

Golden arcs of electricity spread wildly.

Orochimaru's body collapsed, and Yakumo continued to pour out the corpse-dissolving water.

Painful cries... never-ending.

These flesh and blood still retained a trace of life, making them difficult for Orochimaru to kill.

Half an hour later, Yakumo's shadow clone began pouring oil.

The bright orange flames ignited the remaining flesh and blood.

The screams gradually faded into inaudibility.

The flames burned for a long time.

Yakumo gazed at the orange-red fireworks with a calm expression.

Beyond the leaden-gray mist, the Third Tsuchikage had already arrived with his men.

However, they were blocked by Yakumo's shadow clones.

Even the Third Tsuchikage didn't dare cross that line.

A battle of glory, a pinnacle of history!

〖Glory Sword Box, Evolution Progress 9.8% → 13.6%〗

Yakumo gazed at the ashes before him, then returned his twin blades to their sheath.

Yakumo's original plan was to scatter Orochimaru's ashes, but she couldn't help but think of Jiraiya and Tsunade. To them, Orochimaru was, after all, a teammate who had gone through life and death together, and Orochimaru's contributions to Konoha were indelible.

Yakumo ultimately ordered his shadow clone to put the ashes into the stone box.

Now that I am dead, all grudges and debts are settled.

From that day forward, the ninja world would never again see the cold-hearted Orochimaru!

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Chapter 207 Miracle, Itachi Uchiha is born

Inside the dimly lit cave.

A middle-aged man with a full head of white hair was sitting upright in a stone chair.

Strangely, his eyelids were sunken and empty, without any eyeballs.

Even if he just sat there quietly, his majesty permeated the entire space. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but his aura was incredibly ancient and bloodthirsty, like a king who had conquered countless years.

A pure white figure emerged from the wall of the cave.

"Lord Madara... Orochimaru is dying, should we save him?"