Konoha's Mission Master

The explosions continued unabated. The Thousand-Handed Buddha moved forward ten meters and continued its relentless bombardment, splashing water and billowing smoke... The sounds of the collisions were like continuous thunder.

"Ora ora ora ora ora!"

At this moment, the scales of victory have tipped.

After a long while... the attack stopped and the smoke and dust dissipated.

The Susanoo was smashed from a hundred meters to about six meters, leaving only a small half of its skeletal body protecting Madara Uchiha's body. The upper half of its red, layered armor was damaged, revealing the face of Hashirama Senju on its chest.

Madara Uchiha calmly looked at Yakumo, his face showing three parts fighting spirit, three parts coldness, and four parts arrogance, but absolutely no fear.

Although Madara Uchiha still had trump cards up his sleeve and was not using his own Rinnegan, he did not deny the defeat he was facing; a loss is a loss.

"Looking back over the past fifty years of the ninja world, you are the first person besides Hashirama to have made me feel so embarrassed."

Madara Uchiha's voice was deep and resonant, and he had long been arrogant.

He is the kind of person you can defeat, even kill, but you can never break his pride. This pride and domineering nature are his innate traits.

"Should I feel honored?" Yakumo asked.

"Hahaha, that's not necessary."

With a wave of his hand, Yakumo dispersed the thick fog, and Fuma was held in his hand.

He charged recklessly towards Uchiha Madara, his footsteps sending up two-meter-high water columns.

Amidst the thick fog, the two began a primal battle.

The two exchanged blows with lightning speed, with Madara Uchiha using his fan and scythe to parry Yakumo's ever-increasing slashes.

The two quickly separated and began to confront each other.

It was unclear how much time had passed, or perhaps it was only a moment, but the two attacked simultaneously with perfect coordination, resulting in a rather thrilling close-quarters battle.

Two hours passed.

The battle continued amidst the thick fog, with the two fighters nearing exhaustion after a series of fierce battles.

After each intense collision, it takes a few seconds to recharge.

Yakumo did not call upon Minato Namikaze to intervene.

The main concern, of course, was that Madara Uchiha might retreat immediately.

The two separated again, like two eagles, staring at each other, both on guard against a possible fatal blow from their opponent.

"call…"

Yakumo focused his mind and calmed his breath, his heartbeat gradually accelerating.

Bang, bang, bang…

The two engaged in close combat once again. Suddenly, Madara Uchiha sensed an immense power surging from his enemy's sword, forcefully repelling him.

In the void, a net of blades was sketched out in the blink of an eye.

Within two meters, this net of blades was a killing move that Yakumo had prepared long ago. It was layered and airtight, so that not even a mosquito could fly through it.

Faced with the net of blades, Madara Uchiha had no choice but to confront it head-on!

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Chapter 268 Water Bullet Breaks Susanoo (Part 2)

The center of the battlefield.

Madara Uchiha stared at the net of swords so close at hand.

His original intention was to try a brute-force breakthrough, but the golden longsword pierced through the air and its sharp aura spread all around. Uchiha Madara knew that if he tried a brute-force breakthrough, the result would definitely be severe injury.

"bump."

The Uchiha fan stood upright in front of him like a solid barrier. As a branch of the Divine Tree, this fan possessed indescribable toughness, far surpassing any metal artifact in the ninja world in terms of hardness.

Yakumo continued to swing his sword, and the net formed by the blade was slowly tightening. Madara Uchiha retreated several steps, but the suppressed aura still followed him unhurriedly.

On the surface of the fan, blade energy constantly rose and fell, and this tough weapon was gradually breaking down; its hardness could not perfectly withstand the blade that subdued demons.

Madara Uchiha held his breath slightly, his eyes rotating rapidly.

A large blue skeletal hand appeared in front of the fan, temporarily blocking the falling blades. The layered net of blades collided with Susanoo, and the net of blades slowly dissipated, while Susanoo also dimmed.

This is Madara Uchiha's last bit of eye power.

Yakumo Torataka leaped to his feet, wielding his sword with both hands, and slashed down fiercely!

This strike seemed to contain tens of thousands of pounds of force; even before the attack landed, the powerful wind pressure had already firmly locked onto the enemy.

Madara Uchiha remained remarkably calm in the face of the slash. His dim Susanoo solidified again, growing and covering itself with blue armor.

"Seventh Layer of Force - Extreme Blade Slash".

As it fell, flames erupted from the blade of the Demon-Subduing Sword.

The flames expanded and extended, eventually illuminating the surrounding space in gold, like a meteor falling to earth, dazzling and brilliant in an instant.

This attack contained raging thunder, sharp gales, and even more powerful sage energy, as well as the power of Yakumo's own physique.

This strike, condensed to a single point, aims nothing more than to destroy a city.

Ding…

The two collided, producing a crisp sound that lingered for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the surface of the blue Susanoo, and it gradually began to collapse and split under the blade... until it was completely severed.

[The term "Spellbreaker" has been triggered.]

Slash through, break through the strongest defense head-on.

The blue crystals vanished into nothingness in the air.

Madara Uchiha looked at the Susanoo that was gradually collapsing and revealed a smug smile, but blood tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes.

This was a sign of his eye power being overdrawn. Madara Uchiha conjured another skeletal arm out of thin air and struck Yakumo's airborne body with lightning speed.

Bang... Fumo blocked the long-planned attack by standing in front of him.

Yakumo's body flew backward like a cannonball, blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

Madara Uchiha exerted force with both legs, catching up with Yakumo's flying body. His azure skull fist slammed down again, and at that moment... a pale blue droplet flew from a great distance, its target aimed directly at his chest.

Just seconds ago, amidst the thick fog.

Yakumo's shadow clone raised his right arm to begin gathering power.

"Sage Art: Water Release - Charged Water Bullet!"

All the energy within the body is contained in a water droplet the size of a thumb. At the core of this droplet is a golden point of light that appears almost tangible—the power of thunder that has been compressed several times.

With mind and skill working together, the inexhaustible energy within the body converges at the core of the water droplet.

This energy was like a surging torrent; after several compressions, the golden plasma was finally compressed into golden crystals the size of soybeans.

The surrounding gale stirred, and with the final infusion of energy, the pale blue water droplet trembled up and down, poised to unleash its power.

This was an extremely difficult process. Whether it was the construction of the outer droplet shape, the compression of internal energy, or the driving force of the outermost layer of wind, all three of these greatly consumed Yakumo's spirit.

Fortunately... he succeeded.

Under the influence of the Eternal Sleep Mist, Madara Uchiha failed to detect the shadow clone hidden hundreds of meters away, nor did he notice this deadly attack.

Madara Uchiha sensed the water droplet attack coming from afar and immediately made the right judgment.

This attack was unexpected.

He directly manipulated Susanoo with his mind, placing his fist horizontally in front of him, while giant ribs covered in armor appeared on his body.

The two collided silently.

The outermost layer of armor was pierced the moment it made contact, and then, in less than a second, or rather, in a split second, the innermost layer of armor also succumbed to the fate of being pierced.

What kind of sharp arrowhead could so easily penetrate Susanoo, which is known as the absolute defense?

Even the arrow of death couldn't be more powerful than this, could it?

Madara Uchiha lowered his head, staring at the empty hole in his chest.

After being weakened by two layers of Susanoo, less than 50% of the energy was finally injected into Madara Uchiha's body, and he now felt a long-lost weakness.

The world before his eyes gradually blurred, blood flowed out of the hole in his chest, and at the same time, the golden arcs of electricity that erupted destroyed other internal organs. For Madara Uchiha, this was a fatal wound.

"What's the name of this ninjutsu?"

"Water bullets".

"What a brilliant water bullet," Madara Uchiha murmured softly.

The next second, Madara Uchiha's body disappeared from Yakumo's sight, and even the blood on the ground vanished without a trace. He was like the morning mist, disappearing without a trace under the sunlight.

Yakumo immediately activated the Eternal Sleep Mist but failed to detect Madara Uchiha's chakra fluctuations; he vanished like a ghost, leaving no trace.

"Izanagi?"

Yakumo thrust the Demon-Slaying Needle into the ground, shifting his weight onto it. The surrounding fog churned as he enhanced his ability to perceive the fog.

Under his command, the leaden-gray fog transformed into the most sensitive probe, spreading out to search for Uchiha Madara's presence, even filling the crevices of the surrounding earth with fog.

"call…"

Yakumo drew his Fuma sword, twirled it, and then put it back into the Glory Sword Box. However, he remained standing still, cautiously on guard.

The thick fog around them continued to swirl and churn.

After a long while... about half an hour later, Yakumo finally confirmed that Madara Uchiha had indeed escaped using Izanagi.

Although Madara Uchiha enjoys fighting, at his level, he would never risk his life for a momentary conflict. The only event that would make him risk his life is the process of bringing true peace to the ninja world.

It's not worth fighting Yakumo now... so he withdrew.

Yakumo stood still for about half an hour. His injuries had basically healed, and even his meager chakra had been replenished. Only then did he wave his hand to dispel the thick fog around him.

"Shh."