Stepping back in front of Kurozaki Takeo, Seimei raised his hands to form seals, preparing to use the Chakra Absorption Technique to drain the remaining chakra from the opponent.
But just as he was about to proceed, a flicker of realization crossed his mind. Changing the hand seals mid-movement, he coldly remarked, "Alright, you're awake, so stop pretending."
As Seimei's words fell, Kurozaki Takeo opened his eyes abruptly.
In the next instant, his raised right hand slashed down with lightning speed, the kunai in his grip flashing toward Seimei's throat like a bolt of death.
The attack was blisteringly fast.
Even if Seimei attempted to counter with another Genjutsu: Sharingan, there was no guarantee he could halt the strike in time.
Unfortunately for Kurozaki, Seimei had anticipated this and prepared accordingly.
Before the kunai could connect, Kurozaki Takeo's entire body froze once again.
This time, he didn't fall unconscious. Instead, a wave of searing pain coursed through him, and his limbs felt as though massive iron stakes were pinning him in place, rendering him immobile.
The technique at play was the C-rank jutsu, Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique.
Although merely a C-rank technique, when used with proper preparation, it could be as effective as Genjutsu: Sharingan.
In certain circumstances, it might even surpass the Sharingan's instantaneous genjutsu in utility.
Meeting Kurozaki Takeo's feral, hate-filled gaze, Seimei calmly plucked the kunai from his hand. Without hesitation, he reversed his grip and stabbed it into Takeo's abdomen.
The overwhelming pain widened Takeo's eyes in agony. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but no words came out.
His condition rapidly deteriorated.
Seeing this, Seimei wasted no time, forming seals to activate the Chakra Absorption Technique.
Placing his palm against Takeo's chest, he felt the man's chakra surge forth like a broken dam. Within moments, it was completely drained.
The sensation of this influx of chakra invigorated Seimei, but he wasn't satisfied.
He continued to siphon Kurozaki Takeo's spiritual and physical energy until he amassed nearly 20,000 units of chakra. Only then did he stop.
It wasn't that he had reached the limit of what could be extracted—Takeo's body had simply given out, his life force utterly extinguished.
Chakra is the fusion of spiritual and physical energies. Once someone dies, their spiritual energy dissipates, making further extraction impossible.
With a dull thud, Takeo's lifeless, emaciated body collapsed to the ground.
Seimei withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the surrounding battlefield.
At that moment, five Mist jōnin were still engaged in combat with five Leaf jōnin.
Initially, the Mist ninja had a slight upper hand.
But after Seimei killed Guiding Zangetsu and others, the remaining Mist jōnin seemed to retreat into their shells. Their once-aggressive tactics became cautious and defensive, as if terrified of provoking him.
Seimei couldn't help but think they were overreacting.
Having eliminated several high-level opponents, Seimei no longer intended to target the remaining jōnin.
It wasn't out of mercy or fear but because the mid- and lower-ranking battles were tilting heavily against the Leaf.
The Leaf forces, hastily assembled, lacked the cohesion and preparation of their Mist counterparts.
Coupled with the overwhelming numerical disadvantage, they were barely holding on.
If not for Seimei's efforts to take out key Mist jōnin and bolster morale, the Leaf forces would have likely collapsed by now.
Even so, the casualties on their side were severe, and their situation was becoming increasingly dire. Seimei's intervention was desperately needed.
Without further delay, he launched himself toward a smaller skirmish where a group of 20 Mist ninja were overpowering about 10 Leaf shinobi. Each Leaf ninja was being forced to contend with at least two Mist opponents—a perilous predicament.
In an instant, Seimei appeared on the scene.
Genjutsu: Sharingan immobilized one enemy. Then, using Shunkenjutsu (Flash Blade Technique), Seimei dashed behind another Mist chūnin.
A glint of steel sliced through the air as a blade infused with wind chakra severed the man's neck in one swift motion.
Blood gushed out in a violent spray, reaching several meters into the air.
Seimei shifted his position, narrowly avoiding the scarlet rain, and appeared before the paralyzed ninja he had caught in genjutsu.
Shing!
With a flick of his blade, he slit the ninja's throat.
The sharp pain jolted the Mist shinobi out of his trance, but it was too late. Clutching his throat, he could only stare at Seimei in abject terror as his life ebbed away.
Ignoring the dying man, Seimei's crimson Sharingan scanned the battlefield, locking onto his next target. With another Shunkenjutsu, he disappeared into the fray.
Seimei moved like a specter, dispatching enemy after enemy with lethal precision. Each strike left a trail of fallen Mist ninja in his wake.
The Mist shinobi attempted to mount a coordinated assault against him, but without their jōnin to direct them, they failed to encircle him effectively.
As a result, none could so much as graze him.
In mere minutes, Seimei tore through their ranks, freeing the besieged Leaf shinobi.
Without wasting time, Seimei directed them to aid others, while he sought out the next critical battle.
Thus, Seimei continued his relentless assault, dashing across the battlefield like a whirlwind, extinguishing threats wherever they arose.
To the Mist, his presence was a harbinger of doom.
To the Leaf, he was a beacon of salvation.
As time passed, Seimei's efforts began to turn the tide. What had started as a disadvantageous situation for the Leaf gradually shifted to a stalemate.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before the Leaf gained the upper hand, potentially securing victory.
The Mist couldn't allow that to happen.
Unbeknownst to Seimei, one of the Mist ninja had already used a summoning jutsu to send word to their commanders on the main battlefield, urgently requesting reinforcements.
These covert communications escaped Seimei's notice as he focused on the immediate battle.
Even if he had known, it wouldn't have changed his strategy.
After all, his priority was to stabilize the situation on this battlefield. Without freeing up more Leaf shinobi, any knowledge of incoming reinforcements would be useless—he couldn't take on an entire army alone.
Thus, Seimei pressed on, cutting down enemy after enemy, unconcerned with what lay ahead.
Whatever came next, he was prepared.
"Let them come," he thought, his Sharingan gleaming with resolve. "I'll handle it, no matter what."
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