Chapter 110_Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality

Chapter 110

 ōnoki, Ay, and the Third Kazekage quickly vanished from sight as they pursued Mochizuki Hui, leaving the battlefield behind to settle their own score.

 “It’s time. Today, we will end Uzushiogakure,” dered the leader of Takigakure, now the highest-ranking figure left among the allied forces.

 Although Takigakure wasn’t on par with the Five Great Nations, it still held considerable power over the smaller viges.

 “Advance!” Chiyomanded. As an elite Jōnin and a high-ranking member of Sunagakure, she held significant authority among the shinobi.

 “Don’t underestimate us!”

 “You think Uzushiogakure is yours to conquer?”

 “Bring it on!”

 “It’s a Fight to the death!”

 The Uzumaki n ninjas were seething with rage, growling and ring at the shinobi of the invading viges.

 “Lord Hui has drawn the strongest enemies away! Now, Uzumaki warriors, charge!” roared Uzumaki Suihei as he charged forward.

 “Hmph, Fools! Attack!!”

 With those orders, the battle erupted. Although the Uzumaki n had a numerical advantage, the invading shinobi held the upper hand in skill and power, boasting eight elite Jōnin and over twenty Jōnin among their ranks.

 But the Uzumaki n wasn’t entirely outmatched.

 They had Konoha’s ANBU on their side, brought by Mochizuki Hui.

 Although few in number, these ANBU were elite fighters adept in coordination. Each team of one Jōnin and three elite Chūnin could effectively hold off an enemy elite Jōnin.

 Furthermore, White Fang Hatake Sakumo, an elite Jōnin, was among their ranks, supported by six other Jōnin. Together, they brought considerable power to the battlefield.

 With Konoha’s ANBU joining the fray, the Uzumaki n stood a fighting chance. Though still at a disadvantage, they wouldn’t be defeated easily.

 “Your resistance is pointless. Once the three Kage-level shinobi return from killing the Konoha''s Ghost, you’re all finished!” sneered the Takigakure leader, attempting to demoralize the Uzumaki side.

 Indeed, his words struck fear into their hearts. If those three returned, no resistance could prevent their downfall.

 “So what?” came a defiant shout from one of the Uzumaki leaders. “This is the Land of Whirlpools! This is our home, where our families live! We won’t let anyone destroy this ce. If you want to take over Uzushiogakure, you’ll have to walk over our dead bodies!”

 The Uzumaki ninjas’ spirits surged as they remembered what they were fighting for.

 “That’s right! For our families!”

 “If you want to destroy the Uzumaki n,e test my de!”

 “Let’s take them down!”

 Driven by these fierce derations, the Uzumaki n charged with renewed vigor, their battle cries piercing the air.

 “Then let’s pave our way to Uzushiogakure with your corpses!”

 “Your resistance is futile. You’re all destined to die!”

 The invading shinobi, equally inmed by battle cries, roared in response, charging to meet the Uzumaki n.

 “I didn’t expect to see you here, White Fang of Konoha,” Chiyo remarked as she manipted her puppets to attack Hatake Sakumo, recognizing the short white de in his hand. This was the up-anding Konoha prodigy known as White Fang.

 “Chiyo of the Sand, Known as Sunagakure’s most gifted puppeteer since its founding,” Sakumo replied cautiously,

 Keeping a sharp eye on her puppets, knowing they were coated with poison. Konoha had already lost an ANBU to a poison that defied all known antidotes—a lesson he wouldn’t forget.

 “A true prodigy of Konoha,” Chiyo mused. “What a pity that today you will meet your end.”

 Konoha’s prodigies seemed endless; there was that Ghost earlier, and now the White Fang was before her.

 “Don’t be so sure. You’ve all underestimated the Deputymander. He has a surprise nned,” Sakumo replied, a confident edge to his voice.

 He knew of Hui’s preparations and was well aware of his n.

 Chiyo hesitated for a moment, her confidence shaken by Sakumo’s words. But she dismissed it as a mere bluff meant to throw her off bnce.

 “Is that so? I’ll look forward to it then!” she scoffed, retaking control of herposure. “I doubt that surprise wille before he falls to those three. After all, a Kage-level ninja facing three opponents? How long could he possiblyst? He’ll be dead long before any surprises arise.”

 Though Chiyo felt a moment of uncertainty, her veteran instincts kicked in. She wouldn’t be easily swayed and returned his taunt with one of her own.

 “Oh, we’ll see soon enough. His surprise is almost here,” Sakumo said, the smirk on his face concealed beneath his mask.

 “Hmph! You’re deluded! Whatever this surprise is, unless it’s Tobirama Senju himself, nothing can change your fate!” Chiyo snarled, her puppets striking even faster.

 To this, Sakumo replied with a hint of mischief, “Who says it isn’t? The Second Hokage is already on his way.”

 Chiyo’s eyes widened in shock, her movements slowing.

 That slight hesitation was all Sakumo needed. His white de shed with a sudden burst of light as he sliced through the puppet in his path.

 This was his White Fang sh, a technique inspired by Mochizuki Hui’s Silver Moon and Mountain-Splitting techniques.

 Sakumo immediately closed the distance, advancing on Chiyo.

 Puppet masters excelled in controlling their puppets from afar, but up close, their taijutsu skills were oftencking. For a puppet master, closebat could be deadly.

 Seeing Sakumo approaching, Chiyo’s eyes narrowed in rm. She leapt backward, desperate to increase the distance between them.

 But she couldn’t match Sakumo’s speed.

 As he drew close enough to strike, a sudden wall of earth rose between them.

 It was an Earth release technique, cast by a Jōnin from the allied forces. Although he was upied with his own fight against an elite Chūnin, he managed to spare a moment to support hisrade.

 “If the Second Hokage actually came here, then be prepared for the Second Great Shinobi War!”

 Chiyo snapped as she widened the gap, sending her puppets back toward Sakumo.

 Both were elite Jōnin, each a hair’s breadth from reaching Kage-level. Chiyo would never allow Sakumo to break through and target their weaker allies.

 “The Second Hokage cannote here,” came a sudden voice from deeper within Uzushiogakure, “but I can.”

 A group of figures was swiftly approaching the battlefield.

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Chapter 110