Projection magicians starting from the Uchiha clan

Whether in his past life or this one, Iori had never been to such a place. He descended from Vimana and began to enjoy this rare sight.

In the sky, thick clouds hung low, seemingly within reach. They moved slowly in the cold wind, occasionally revealing a sliver of blue sky, as dazzling as a jewel.

The icebergs are majestic and towering into the clouds. Their surfaces are as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the sunlight and shimmering with dazzling silver light.

The river becomes still here, its surface covered by a thin layer of ice, beneath which the water flows gently but without ripples.

Sunlight shines through the ice, refracting into a dazzling array of colors.

Suddenly, several streaks of cold light ripped through the air, kunai connected to explosive tags, like messengers of death, silently attacking Iori.

However, Iori showed no panic whatsoever; he didn't even bother to defend himself, as if the attacks didn't exist.

The kunai struck him with a "clang," producing only a metallic clang before the explosive tag detonated, sending up a cloud of smoke.

"Did we succeed?" Several bounty hunters jumped out from the glacier not far away, looking in the direction of the smoke, and said excitedly.

But when the smoke cleared, Iori's figure still stood before them, unharmed, and her clothes and hair were perfectly intact.

Iori gently brushed the snowflakes off her clothes and said coldly, "Isn't it better to live a good life? Why rush to be reborn?"

The bounty hunters exchanged glances. Although they also felt that this mission would not be easy, this demeanor indicated that the ninjas were at least elite Jonin from Konoha.

"Damn it, no wonder they gave so much money, the other side must be at least a Jonin," the leader said angrily.

An unease welled up in his heart. He hadn't expected to be facing a strongman from Konoha this time. His only consolation was that the man in front of him didn't look familiar and wasn't some veteran powerhouse.

The reason why Iori is not well-known at the gold exchange is because he kills people too cleanly and efficiently. If Iori were only a Jonin, the Sand Village and the Iwa Village might have put a bounty on him.

But after experiencing that monstrous power firsthand, they completely abandoned the idea and only hoped that Konoha could replicate the situation of Sakumo Hatake back then.

When the bounty hunter received this mission from the gold exchange, the mission did not specify a time or the enemy to face. It only required him to kill every ninja who came here within a month.

There were five people who received the mission, all of them seasoned veterans who had been fighting in the ninja world for many years, and whose strength could be considered that of special jonin even in a great ninja village.

As a rogue ninja, this level of skill is already considered top-tier in the industry. Among bounty hunters, there are only a handful of ninjas with Kage-level skills and Jonin-level skills. To hire one, you not only need money, but also a bit of luck.

The bounty hunters thought that since they had already accepted the bounty, they could not run away without a fight. They could only defend against the attacks of kunai and explosive tags. If they joined forces, they might be able to defeat them.

"Water Release: Water Shuriken".

"Water Release: Water Chaos Waves".

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique".

"Wind Release: Vacuum Wave".

"Wind Release: Wind Cutting Technique".

Looking at Iori's youthful face, their eyes hardened, and they quickly formed hand seals, unleashing their most proficient ninjutsu.

Because the destination of this mission is the Land of Snow, the ninjas who will take on the mission are either skilled in Water Release or Wind Release, and the power of other ninjutsu will be greatly reduced in this environment.

Iori found it hard to take any interest in the various ninjutsu techniques that were coming at him. Neither the level of the ninjutsu nor their chakra levels caught Iori's eye.

He felt no unease. These rogue ninjas were merely cannon fodder sent by the mastermind to test him. Even if it wasn't him but Kakashi and the others, the enemy wouldn't be able to harm them.

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation." Iori took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his mouth, and a burst of raging flames erupted from it.

Just as the Second Hokage could unleash a powerful Water Release technique even in the absence of water, Iori's Fire Release technique could still destroy the world, even in the midst of ice and snow.

The flames, like a raging river, filled with boundless rage and power, instantly engulfed everything in their path.

In this icy and snowy landscape, Iori's fire jutsu was not suppressed; on the contrary, it appeared even more violent and intense.

Flames blotted out the sky, turning everything around red.

Although water-style techniques can counter fire-style techniques, their water-style techniques seem so insignificant in the face of Iori's sea of ​​fire, like a drop of water in the ocean that is instantly evaporated.

Water dragons, water waves, wind blades, wind balls collided with the sea of ​​fire, but not a ripple was made. They were all dissipated into the air as steam, leaving only waves of heat rising in the cold air.

As the Fire Release technique continued to be released, the ground beneath Iori's feet began to melt, because it was not rocky ground, but a thick layer of ice.

Under his fire-style technique, even glaciers that had remained frozen for millennia began to crumble, turning into flowing water and making cracking sounds.

The bounty hunters stared at the scene before them, their expressions shifting from initial confidence to terror, like ducks being choked, rendered speechless.

They hurried to avoid the surging sea of ​​fire, but one person was still unable to escape and was swallowed by the flames. After letting out a scream, he turned into ashes.

As the fire died down, the group exchanged glances and began to flee.

They staggered, their breaths quickened, and they had only one thought in their minds: to escape the monster before them.

While a ninja's reputation is important, for a rogue ninja, his own life is more important.

After years of working as bounty hunters, most of them had accumulated some savings, enough to live comfortably for the rest of their lives even if they stopped being ninjas.

Iori glanced at the fleeing bounty hunters, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. If they had chosen to fight to the death, Iori might have shown them some respect, but since they had chosen to run away...

Iori did not choose to give chase, but simply snapped her fingers, and countless golden ripples appeared in the air.

"If you survive, I will let you go. Remember my name: I am the head of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Iori."

As a golden light flashed, countless divine weapons shot out from the treasury, streaking through the air like a meteor shower, carrying the aura of death.

The four men were completely powerless to resist the barrage of dozens of weapons.

Their movements became so powerless at this moment; they deflected one, only to find two more; they blocked two, only to find three more behind them.

After a round of shooting, the men were pinned to the glacier, their bodies pierced by weapons, their blood staining the snow-white ground.

Iori shook her head with feigned regret and said, "What a pity. It seems you're not qualified to promote my name in the ninja world. You can only report to the Pure Land."

Chapter 153 Early Snow and Light Snow

Ignoring the corpses of the bounty hunters, Iori glanced at the shadows of the glacier and continued onward.

In the cold wind, the blood quickly congealed, forming patches of dark red ice crystals, adding a touch of color to this icy world, which Iori found quite charming.

Shortly after Iori left, a faint cracking sound came from the shadows of the glacier.

A piece of ice lens shattered in the shadows, and a ninja with purple-pink hair slowly ran over from a distance. It was none other than the Jonin Wolf Fang Avalanche, hired by Kazeka Nutō.

He had been observing the battle between Iori and the bounty ninja from a distance using an ice lens.

Wolf Fang Avalanche's expression was somewhat gloomy: "Did he already sense my presence with that one glance? As expected of a Jonin from Konoha, his observation skills are quite sharp."

"The power of this fire jutsu is simply monstrous. However, my ice jutsu is no joke either. If we really fight, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

"This is the Land of Snow, the home ground of Ice Release. You actually came here to fight in an environment that is not conducive to your combat. You will pay the price for your arrogance."

He then touched the chakra armor he was wearing, and thinking about the chakra enhancement and chakra defense barrier that came with the armor, his confidence returned.

After carefully examining the bounty hunters' wounds, he found that they were all purely physical injuries, with no trace of ninjutsu left behind.

He silently noted in his mind that the enemy was skilled in fire-style techniques and ninja tool shooting, so perhaps close-quarters combat could be the best option.

After enjoying the snowy scenery, Iori projected a motorcycle, which sped across the snow, and soon the capital of the Snow Country appeared before him.

When he arrived at the city gate, the guards saw the headband hanging from his waist and stopped him.

"Sir Ninja, please wait a moment. Lord Asama Santayu will be here to greet you shortly. Please wait here for a while," the guard captain said to Iori.

He led Iori to the rest area near the city gate. Kazahana Hayate had already given instructions that Konoha ninjas would come, but they did not expect Iori to arrive so quickly.

If it weren't for Fuuka Nutō's cautious approach and early ambush, the bounty hunters might not have been able to catch Iori.

Of course, that might also be a good thing for them; although the mission failed, they were spared.

Iori didn't have to wait long before Asama Santayu arrived in a hurry, covered in snow.

As soon as he entered, he bowed deeply, his voice filled with rapid breathing and sincere apology: "I am very sorry to have kept you waiting. It is my dereliction of duty that I was unable to greet you immediately."

Iori waved her hand and said calmly, "It's alright, it's just that I arrived too quickly, it's not your fault."

He thought to himself, "It seems the situation in the Snow Country is indeed not optimistic. As a high-ranking minister, he bowed and apologized simply for a slight oversight, showing no noble arrogance whatsoever."

They wouldn't have acted so humbly if the situation hadn't been so precarious and I hadn't been their last lifeline.

"Please follow me. Lady Hayayuki is already waiting in the palace," said Asama Santayu, straightening up.

Iori nodded: "Then, please lead the way." Iori followed Asama Santayu through the streets and towards the palace.

Along the way, people hurried along, their faces filled with worry and exhaustion, as if the whole country was shrouded in an invisible pressure.

[It seems that the geothermal device really consumed a lot of resources from the Land of Snow. Before it could be used and perfected, Kazahana Hayayuki died at the hands of Kazahana Nōtō.]

No wonder the Land of Snow seemed so peaceful after the coup; it turns out they weren't doing so well under Kazahana Hayate's rule. Even if Kazahana Noutai were to rule, it wouldn't make much difference.

The people had no idea that Hayayuki Kazahana had been working tirelessly for the future of the Snow Country. In their eyes, the old king was nothing more than a privileged ruler who did nothing, and his death was simply a matter of life and death.

To be honest, Iori didn't understand why he didn't publicize his research, since it was a great thing that would benefit the country and its people.

But considering the strange phenomena that occurred after the geothermal generator was turned on, Iori suspected that there might be something wrong with the source of that geothermal heat. It might contain special natural energy or be one of the fragments of the Ten-Tails.

The palace gates slowly opened, and Iori stepped inside. There sat a gentle-looking man on the throne. He was the daimyo of the Snow Country, Kazeka Hayate.

Asama Santayu bowed respectfully and introduced Iori: "This is our daimyo, Lord Fuka Hayayuki."

Kazakura Hayate stood up, walked to Iori, lowered her head, and pleaded with Iori:

"Now that you're here, I'm counting on you for everything. If all else fails, please rescue my daughter, Xiaoxue. She's still young and shouldn't die here."

"My lord, there's no need for such formalities. Now that I've accepted the mission, I will complete it perfectly. However, I have a question: why did you specifically choose me to take on this mission?"

Iori asked curiously. In the ninja world, information about Iori was vague, and after it was released, it was always considered to be exaggerated because of its exaggerated battle achievements.

After all, in their eyes, it was Iori and two of the Sannin who joined forces to attack the Land of Wind. It's hard to say who was just there to take advantage of the situation. It's reasonable for Kazaka Hayate to name the Sannin, but it's not quite normal for her to name Iori.

Kazeka Sakiyuki recalled for a moment and said, "It was one of the nobles under my command who reminded me that if you could defeat the Wind Kingdom on your own, then defeating my brother would be a piece of cake."

"Where is he now?" Iori raised an eyebrow slightly. For a nobleman from a remote area to speak so confidently about such an unreliable rumor at this time, there must be something wrong with him.

They either had other information channels, or they were bribed by the enemy.

"He was unfortunately killed by a bear during a recent snow hunt. Why are you asking this? Is there something wrong with him?" Kazahana Hayate sensed something was off from Iori's words.

"No, it's nothing. I was just curious about how well he knew everyone." Iori didn't voice her guess, because there was no point in doing so.

No matter what schemes the enemy may have, Iori only believes in her own fists. No matter how many paths they take, she will only go one way. Her own strength is the source of Iori's confidence.

Just then, a light footstep broke the silence in the hall, and a young girl walked in from a distance, slowly entering the hall.

"Father, is this the guard you mentioned?" Fuuka Koyuki blinked her clear, big eyes and looked at Iori curiously.