Naruto: Starting as the Third Hokage with Tears in His Eyes

Chapter 567 Crevice in the Giant Rock

An orange blur suddenly crashed into us from the side.

It is Jiraiya.

His leg muscles tensed up suddenly, and his chakra exploded in his feet, instantly crushing the boulder beneath his feet.

He transformed into an orange blur, and with a single arm, grabbed Orochimaru by the back of his collar.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Jiraiya roared at the top of his lungs.

A white light grazed Jiraiya's scalp.

Using the momentum of the forward rush, Orochimaru was tumbled wildly to the side.

The two rolled dozens of meters through the rubble.

A few strands of long white hair drifted down, disintegrating and dissipating in the air before they even hit the ground.

"boom--"

The white light finally pierced through the spot where the ten thousand snakes had stopped and blasted straight into the ground behind the three of them.

A piece of the earth was silently missing.

There was no smoke or dust, no dirt flying, and the light in that area was even distorted for a moment.

A dozen seconds later, the surrounding air began to rush back in, filling the vacuum zone that had been erased.

The massive sonic boom and the gale arrived late, the gale carrying the remaining Rashomon ruins and a sandstorm that swept across the entire wasteland.

Onoki hovered in the air, panting heavily.

This attack drained a lot of his chakra, but he was quite satisfied with it.

He looked down at the smoke-filled open space below.

The suffocation and humiliation in Huang Tu's chest dissipated instantly. He raised his right hand high, and the remnants of the Yan Yin army behind him erupted in a deafening cheer.

This is the third Tsuchikage. As long as this old man is here, Iwagakure will never fall.

The sandstorm gradually subsided.

A perfect cubic cavity appeared on the ground, with smooth, flat walls, as if it had been cut by the most precise instruments.

Behind a huge rock a dozen meters away from the edge of this cavity.

Jiraiya lay on the ground, his hands tightly protecting Orochimaru's head.

He was covered in sweat and panting heavily.

It was so close, just half an inch off.

Orochimaru's body was still trembling uncontrollably.

His rational mind was frantically analyzing the composition of that attack, while the biological instinct of fear made his hands and feet go numb.

The chill of death shot straight up from the tailbone to the top of the head.

But instead of flinching, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

His eyes widened instantly, and a hint of almost morbid fanaticism surfaced in them.

so perfect.

On the other side.

Tsunade stood on the slug's head.

She saw the attack most clearly because it wasn't aimed at her.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin and onto the slug's slippery skin.

Not far away, Bunta took the huge pipe out of his mouth and slammed it heavily against the rock twice.

A few sparks fell.

"Jiraiya, that old man in the sky is extremely dangerous. If I had been touched by that white light just now, I wouldn't have been able to recover even after returning to Mount Myōboku."

Tsunade stared at the perfect cubic cavity.

This is called bloodline elimination.

The three chakra natures of wind, fire, and earth are fused together. Everything it touches is broken down into molecular form.

Medical ninjas possess the deepest understanding of the composition of the human body and matter.

It is precisely because I understand it that I find it even more terrifying.

There is no medical ninjutsu that can heal injuries caused by Dust Release.

Because there was no longer any wound; even the cells had been completely erased.

If it gets even a tiny bit brushed against, that piece of meat will be gone forever.

Jiraiya scrambled to his feet from the rubble, shaking off his white hair and wiping away the cold sweat and dust clinging to his face. He roughly and ruthlessly pulled Orochimaru, who was still in a state of academic euphoria, to his feet.

"Hey, Orochimaru, are you still alive?"

Orochimaru stumbled as he was pulled, straightening his askew collar. His snake-like eyes didn't reflect the fear of surviving a disaster, but rather a morbid, almost ecstatic, discovery-of-a-new-continent-like fervor.

"He won't die. But this old man's ninjutsu... is just too perfect."

"Perfect my ass!"

Jiraiya spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, glaring fiercely at him. "You better rein in that perverted thirst for knowledge! This is a monster who could be wiped off the face of the earth in the blink of an eye!"

Orochimaru simply stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, offering no rebuttal.

His brain was still racing, frantically deconstructing the attack from just now.

The extreme cutting power of wind, the intense heat of fire, the solidification and stability of earth... these three completely different chakra properties can be so perfectly integrated into such a stable structure.

Once released, it decomposes at the molecular level, ignoring any conventional Five Elements Escape Technique defenses.

This is no longer ninjutsu; this is the truth.

It is the ultimate destructive aesthetic that can be achieved through the use of chakra.

I really want to grab that old man and cut him open to see how his chakra pathways work, and how each cell carries these three powers...

Just as the three ninjas were stunned by Onoki's Dust Release and were in a brief stalemate, Huang Tu, who had been kneeling and panting on the ground, seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes, inherited from his father, burning with an indomitable flame and the decisiveness of a commander of Iwagakure.

"Father held them off..."

Huang Tu clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and poured his boundless chakra into the earth beneath his feet.

"—Earth Release: Mountain Earth Technique!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire battlefield began to tremble and tear apart violently.

On either side of Manda and Gamabunta, two mountains made of pure rock are rising from the ground at a visible speed. They are real, massive rock mountains with terrifying mass and volume.

The mountain rose faster than anyone could imagine, with earth-shattering power, kicking up clouds of dust, and fiercely clamped down on the two enormous spirit beasts in the center of the battlefield.

"Oh no—!"

"hiss--!"

Manda and Gamabunta roared in anger at the same time. They reacted immediately and used all their strength to hold back the huge mountain peaks that were closing in from both sides!

"Crunch... crunch..."

The rocks rubbed against the skin, producing a tooth-grinding groan.

The immense pressure was causing their massive, mountain-like bodies to become unbearable; beneath Wen Tai's rough skin, his knotted muscles were taut to their limit.

High in the air, Onoki looked at his son's masterpiece with a hint of approval.

This is the way Iwagakure (Hidden Stone Village) fights.

Instead of relying on fancy ninjutsu, they use the purest, most profound, and most irresistible power of the earth to completely crush all enemies!

The attack by the loess did not end there.

He looked at the two summoned beasts that were firmly pinned down by the two mountain peaks and unable to move, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he issued a deadly order to the dozens of elite Jonin around him.

"Now! Everyone, let's make the mountain heavier!"

"yes!"

Without the slightest hesitation, dozens of Iwagakure ninja simultaneously formed the same hand seals.