As the group ran, they glanced back at the screams echoing from the sea of flames behind them, their faces filled with terror. They couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, thankful that they weren't the primary targets. If they had been, they too would likely have been swallowed by the flames, just like the others.
However, their moment of relief was short-lived.
After eliminating the few who had been injured by the shuriken, Qingming immediately shifted his focus to them. His Sharingan subtly rotated as he locked onto two of them, quickly forming hand seals and casting the ninjutsu—Wind Style: Wind Blade!
Whoosh~
A transparent wind blade sliced through the air.
The two fleeing Mist ninjas suddenly stopped, a line of blood appearing on their necks. Their heads flew off their shoulders, and their bodies continued running for several meters before falling to the ground.
Spurt~
Blood gushed from their necks, spraying out and quickly staining the ground around them.
It was only at that moment that the two realized they were already dead. Their faces contorted in agony, but it was futile.
After all, they only had their heads left.
Thud~ Thud~
The heads fell to the ground, lifeless and devoid of any awareness.
Qingming withdrew his gaze and turned to face the remaining ninjas. He reached for more shuriken, preparing to repeat the same attack. However, just then, a loud shout rang out from the crowd below.
"Everyone, counterattack immediately!"
Upon hearing this, the Mist ninjas quickly shifted their focus toward Qingming. Some threw kunai, others hurled shuriken, and some even used jutsu to strike at him. In short, they all launched their attacks at Qingming.
But Qingming remained unfazed by their attacks. He put away the shuriken in his hand and began forming hand seals. In an instant, he completed the jutsu—Wind Style: Great Breakthrough.
Qingming inhaled deeply before releasing a massive gust of wind from his mouth.
The world seemed to change color.
A violent whirlwind blasted out from his mouth, tearing toward the Mist ninjas below.
Along the way, all the weapons and projectiles aimed at him—whether kunai, shuriken, or other strange flying objects—were blown back by the wind. Even the jutsu cast at him were destroyed by the force of the gale.
This was Qingming's response to their attacks—one move to overpower all.
No matter how many changes they made, he simply broke through them all with a single technique.
Below, the Mist ninjas quickly realized the severity of the situation. They frantically ducked and ran to avoid the oncoming storm.
There was no choice—many of the weapons they had thrown were now swirling in the wind. Among them were explosive tags, and being caught in that whirlwind could result in death or at least serious injury.
Boom! Boom! Boom~
Explosions rang out one after another. The explosive tags detonated, and the flames spread everywhere as they were carried by the storm.
In this chaotic scene, Qingming tried to avoid the area where the Konoha ninjas were, but even then, some unintended casualties occurred.
Qingming couldn't do anything about it. He could only hope that the Konoha ninjas were lucky enough to avoid the worst.
Shaking off his thoughts, Qingming refocused on the fleeing Mist ninjas. He ended his Wind Style: Great Breakthrough and reached for more shuriken.
Once again, he launched them into the air.
The chaos below was the perfect environment for his Sharingan to shine. The few Mist ninjas he targeted didn't stand a chance of dodging the attack.
Still, as experienced ninjas, they could sense the danger much faster than ordinary people. As the shuriken neared, they made quick evasive maneuvers.
In the end, only one unlucky ninja was hit in the vital spot, while the others only suffered minor injuries and did not die immediately.
Qingming didn't go in for the kill. The Konoha ninjas who had been besieged earlier had now arrived, so there was no need for him to waste his efforts on finishing off the injured ninjas.
What he needed to do was focus on the bigger picture—weakening the Mist's strength as much as possible. He left the small details to the others.
With that thought in mind, Qingming quickly locked onto another group of enemies, formed more hand seals, and cast the ninjutsu—Wind Style: Wind Blade!
Whoosh~
A transparent wind blade shot out, hitting two of the ninjas. One was killed outright, and the other lost half an arm.
"Ah~~"
The cries of pain echoed from their mouths.
Qingming didn't linger, turning his attention to the next target. In the next few seconds, he took advantage of the chaos to quickly unleash several jutsu, killing or injuring over ten more Mist ninjas.
But no matter how many he killed, the number didn't matter. The key was that his actions had struck immense fear into the Mist ninjas. He disrupted their formation and distracted their attention, preventing them from attacking freely.
This gave the Konoha ninjas the breathing room they needed. And that was enough.
Qingming glanced at the approaching Terumi Mei and others in the distance, flapped his wings slightly, and soared toward another battlefield.
Upon seeing this, Terumi Mei cursed under her breath, "Damn it!"
She had no choice but to pursue him again.
This time, they had miscalculated.
True, they knew that Qingming was stationed here and understood that his strength was formidable, so they had made arrangements to counter him. However, they had never anticipated that Qingming had mastered a flight technique, something that had never appeared in their intelligence reports.
If it had been any other technique, they would have just suffered more casualties, but at least they could hold him off or even capture him.
But the problem was that this was a flight technique.
Very few people in the entire ninja world had the ability to fly.
Thus, they had never considered such a situation, and therefore hadn't made the necessary preparations.
As a result, they were completely at a disadvantage.
Before, they had planned to use one of their elite ninjas with mind control techniques to communicate and set traps to eliminate Qingming. But now, after Qingming had already fallen into one trap, it was unlikely that he would fall into another.
Moreover, given the previous events, it was clear that even if Qingming were trapped, their current methods wouldn't be able to deal with him.
That left them in an uncomfortable position.
Now, they were truly helpless against Qingming.
At this point, they could only trail behind him, eating dust.
Fortunately, the village hadn't ordered them to take this base at all costs. Their mission was simply to delay Qingming here, preventing him from going to other battlefronts to provide support.
As for the base, it would be nice if they could capture it, but if not, it wasn't the end of the world.
They were relieved by this command, as otherwise, they wouldn't know how to proceed.
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