Hokage: I use spiritual power to release ninjutsu!

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The heavy rain continued continuously; the sky was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time a bright light flashed, and there were bursts of huge thunder.

Below, the open space of Daming Mansion was filled with corpses covered with wooden thorns.

Gurgling blood flowed out quickly from the numerous wounds on the corpse, forming pools of blood.

Combined with the continuous rain, it finally converged into an extremely bright red blood-colored river!

Even with the rain, the air is still full of the pungent smell of blood!

The piles of bloody corpses, the bloody river, and the strong smell of blood make Daming Mansion at this moment like a terrifying bloody hell!

"Wow... ugh..."

Seeing the horrific and bloody scene in front of her, the sticky and stinking smell of blood kept pushing into Ino's nose, making her retching.

But she immediately covered her mouth tightly with her hands stained with blood; her upper teeth bit her lower lip, trying her best not to make any sound!

Ino's face was pale and her expression was frightened; her body could not stop shaking because of extreme fear.

There were corpses covered with wooden thorns lying around her, and pairs of empty and confused eyes seemed to be staring at her.

The blood that flowed with the rain had dyed the entire lower body of her clothes bloody.

Ino had never seen such a tragic and bloody scene before her eyes.

Even though family elders had told her various cruel and bloody scenes during the Shinobi War in the past, none of them were as real and intense as this moment!

She didn't know why, but the wooden thorns all over the sky killed all the warriors around her, but did not harm the four members of her team.

But it didn't matter anymore. She didn't dare to make any noise now so as not to attract the masked man's attention.

If he disturbs the masked man and makes him unhappy, he may follow in the footsteps of these warriors!

Shikamaru, who had always been calm and never panicked, was stunned at the moment, his mind going blank.

He looked fixedly at the daimyo who was kneeling in the crowd, his head lowered, and his back covered with wooden thorns!

The daimyo is dead!

The most noble and powerful daimyo in the Fire Country died like this!

No matter how prominent he was in life, the way he died now was no different from those of those warriors!

But this is not what makes Shikamaru confused, but the horrific consequences caused by the death of the daimyo and the upper-level power center of the Fire Country!

The administrative system of the Country of Fire will be paralyzed; local towns will also fall into a state of chaos fighting for power!

What's even more frightening is that other countries may take advantage of this to invade the Land of Fire, thus triggering the Fourth Ninja War!

And they, Konoha, will inevitably fall into an extremely difficult situation because they have lost the logistical and financial support of the Land of Fire!

As for the fate of their team, he no longer had the brainpower to think about it at the moment.

"Old...teacher..."

Shikamaru gradually came to his senses and shouted to Asuma in a difficult tone.

After all, he is only 15 years old. No matter how high his IQ is, he has not experienced much experience;

Faced with the current situation, which was destined to be chaotic and cruel, he had no choice but to instinctively ask his teacher for help, hoping to get a reassuring answer.

However, Shikamaru's expectations were doomed to be disappointed, as Asuma was also in a state of extreme shock and panic;

The cigarette held in the corner of his mouth, which had long been wiped out by the rain, fell to the ground without knowing it.

Hearing the shouts of his disciples, Asma was stunned for a moment, and his eyes quickly returned to clarity;

Then he quickly glanced at the dead daimyo, and after confirming that what happened in front of him was indeed not an illusion, he immediately turned back and said:

"Shik...Shikamaru, remember what the teacher said, take good care of Ino and Choji, and don't take action at any time!"

Asuma took out a cigarette from his pocket with difficulty, held it in the corner of his mouth, and tried to light it with a match with his trembling right hand;

But under the impact of the pouring rain, it couldn't ignite.

'Alas...can't you even let me smoke the last cigarette? '

Asuma sighed heavily in his heart and looked up at the sky;

The heavy rain kept hitting his face, causing some pain; the coolness of the rain also quickly calmed down his panicked heart.

"Asuma...teacher..."

Shikamaru slowly moved his body and pulled out a piece of iron armor from the corpse of the warrior next to him; he lifted it above Asuma's head to block the falling rain.

"Teacher, please light the fire again. It should be ignited now."

He struggled to lift the iron armor with both hands, trying not to let the rain interfere with the lighting of the cigarette; his voice seemed extremely low, as if it contained unbreakable sadness.

The continuous rain passed from the corners of the eyes on both sides, bringing out some warm liquid...

"Shikamaru, please..."

Asuma smiled and looked at the disciple whom he was proud and satisfied with;

"Huo Cha..." Then he took out the cigarette and matches again and lit the cigarette very smoothly.

"Breathe..breathe.."

He took a deep breath and exhaled a large puff of smoke with an expression of enjoyment;

The master and apprentice did not speak anymore, only the sound of sniffing mixed with the sound of rain was left.

The red flame at the end of the cigarette brightens and dims very regularly.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the feather fan in the daimyo's hand flew towards the masked man as if it was attracted out of thin air.

"Clap!"

Uchiha Feng grasped the feather fan that he had taken, opened it, and scanned it carefully with his spiritual consciousness.

"I see..."

"It seems to be similar to ninja tools such as amber purifying bottles and red gourds."

He shook his head secretly. This feather fan was not so much a ninja tool for creating a sealed barrier, but rather a key to opening the barrier.

This fan must be used in conjunction with the seals placed throughout the Daming Mansion.

Moreover, it can only be opened with blood.

Only the Daimyo can use this sealing barrier that can silence chakra.

As long as the Daiming stayed in Daming Mansion, no ninja could threaten his life.

Once the barrier is opened, ninjas who cannot use chakra can only be at the mercy of others.

Even a being like Kai, who possesses strong physical strength because he specializes in physical arts, can only suffer from this.

Even if Kai could fight ten or a hundred fully armed warriors, he would never be able to deal with thousands of them!

It's a pity that the daimyo's last move was just one step away, and he encountered a being who didn't use chakra, but used spiritual power!

"Is it as red as fire?"

Uchiha Feng glanced at the red light curtain, and the rain fell through the light curtain without any hindrance.

Presumably the other four major countries also have sealing barriers of corresponding colors.

"Crack!"

He exerted a little force with his right hand and immediately crushed the feather fan, which had no effect on him, to pieces.

"Crack... crack... crack..."

The moment the feather fan was destroyed, the sealing barrier covering the entire Daming Mansion shattered;

It turned into countless red flakes similar to glass shards, and was quickly annihilated in the heavy rain.

"Hohoho! Fengjun is really decisive in killing."

Orochimaru stood up. The moment the barrier was destroyed, the chakra in his body was immediately restored, and his body had strength again.

"I originally thought that Mine-kun would only teach the daimyo a lesson, but I didn't expect that he would kill him so thoroughly!"

"This is destined to be a big event that will cause a sensation in the entire ninja world!"

Orochimaru said excitedly while smacking his lips.

Over the years, daimyo and nobles of some small countries may have mysteriously disappeared or died;

But no daimyo from the five major countries had ever died abnormally, or even the slightest accident.

The ninja world values ​​bloodline the most. As a person with the noblest bloodline, a daimyo, whether a ninja or a civilian, would not have any idea of ​​offending him, let alone killing him!

"Hmph, no matter how noble your name is, you are still just an ordinary person, and your final method of death will be the same."

Uchiha Mine shook his head and pointed at the dead dog-like body of the daimyo.

"Ah, ah, ah, when Mine-kun said this, it seems that the name is really nothing special..."

Orochimaru looked at the corpse of the Daimyo. He was stunned at first, but soon regained his composure. He felt that what the masked man said did seem to make sense.

'Then why did I never think of harming the daimyo or replacing him? '

He licked the corners of his mouth, lost in thought.

Obviously, after this incident, Orochimaru will no longer mythologize and treat daimyo differently.