When the 1000-meter-tall Susanoo stood like an orange giant mountain above Iwagakure, Ōnoki felt his breath pause. He looked up at the figure that almost blotted out the sky, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks.
This had exceeded all his understanding of 'Ninjutsu' and even overturned his worldview, which he had held for nearly a century.
This was even more terrifying than Madara's Susanoo. Despair spread like an icy tide from his feet to his entire body in an instant.
He opened his mouth, his voice trembling uncontrollably, almost a whisper as he muttered, "This... what kind of monster is this..."
His gaze unfocused, and the figures of the Ninja World's God, Hashirama, and the Ninja World's Asura, Madara, involuntarily appeared in his mind.
"Perhaps only Hashirama could compare. No, even his Wood Release probably doesn't possess such overwhelming power."
The Iwa ninjas below were in a chaotic mess, yet strangely, they didn't make much noise.
The Jonin in the front row gaped, their gasps stuck in their throats, their hands unconsciously clenching into fists, nails digging deep into their palms.
The young ninjas in the back rows had pale faces. Some felt their legs go weak, slowly sliding down the rock wall to sit on the ground, their eyes filled with confusion and fear.
They had heard countless times about "Tailed Beast strongest" and "Dust Release invincible." But at this moment, before the 1000-meter Susanoo, these powers they were so proud of seemed as ridiculous as children's toys.
A ninja responsible for recording battle reports let the scroll in his hand fall with a "thud," but he didn't notice, only staring fixedly at the orange giant, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Shun gave them no time to react. Susanoo's two giant hands suddenly moved, their speed exceeding everyone's predictions.
The left giant hand descended like an oppressive dark cloud, precisely grasping Son Gokū, the Four-Tails, who was in his full Tailed Beast form.
The right giant hand followed closely, firmly locking down Five-Tails Kokuo, who was gathering Chakra.
The red ape-like body struggled frantically in the giant hand, its four tails violently slapping Susanoo's armor, but only producing dull "thump, thump" sounds, unable to leave even a single white mark.
The white Five-Tails Kokuo twisted even more violently, its five tails attempting to coil around the giant hand to break free, but the giant hand merely squeezed gently, and the Five-Tails let out a painful roar, its tails instantly drooping by half.
"Ah! Damn it, he's constantly draining the Tailed Beasts' Chakra!" Roshi's scream was heart-wrenching, his voice filled with despair.
Four-Tails' size visibly shrunk, its dark red Chakra flowing out like a punctured water bag through the cracks of Susanoo's giant hand, then forcibly sucked into the giant hand's interior.
He could clearly feel the Tailed Beast Chakra within him rapidly draining. Son Gokū, the Four-Tails' consciousness gradually blurred in his mind, and each struggle only made the Chakra drain faster, his body growing weaker and weaker.
Han's reaction was even more intense. His face, covered by a red mask, turned crimson, fine beads of sweat seeping from the mask's edges, and muffled groans of pain continuously emanated from beneath the mask.
Five-Tails' tails drooped weakly, the Tailed Beast's dark red Chakra forming streaks of light under the giant hand's suppression, flowing along the giant hand into Shun's body.
He had tried to gather a Tailed Beast Ball to counterattack, but as soon as the Chakra gathered in his throat, it was pulled away by an invisible force, preventing him from even using the most basic Ninjutsu, leaving him to watch helplessly as his power was stripped away little by little.
Seeing this, Ōnoki felt his heart being fiercely squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him. He suddenly snapped back to reality, his feet leaving the ground, and he flew towards Susanoo's giant hand like a green lightning bolt.
"Stop! Let them go!"
In mid-air, he quickly formed hand signs.
Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!
But this time, his Dust Release couldn't even get close to Susanoo's armor.
A layer of black Chakra barrier suddenly appeared on the surface of the orange armor. As soon as the Dust Release's transparent barrier touched the barrier, it instantly dissipated like ice and snow meeting a raging fire, without even stirring a ripple.
Ōnoki hovered in the sky, only able to watch as Roshi and Han's Chakra was continuously drained, watching Four-Tails and Five-Tails shrink smaller and smaller, until with a "poof," both of them simultaneously exited Tailed Beast Mode, collapsing limply in Susanoo's giant hands.
Shun gently loosened his grip on the giant hands, placing Roshi and Han on the ground.
His gaze swept over the two who lay on the ground, struggling even to open their eyes, finally settling on Ōnoki, who hovered in mid-air with a face full of despair.
Susanoo's head lowered slightly, and Shun's voice, amplified through the armor, boomed, instantly echoing throughout Iwagakure.
"Ōnoki, tell your supported Second Prince, Yuanichi Tsuyoshi, to go to the Land of Fire's capital tomorrow afternoon to sign the mediation agreement."
"If he doesn't come, or if Iwagakure interferes with the Land of Fire's affairs again, I will make Iwagakure and the Land of Earth disappear from the Ninja World map."
"You... you dare..." Ōnoki opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but only dared to shout silently in his heart.
He looked at the 1000-meter-tall orange giant, at the gravely injured Roshi and Han on the ground, at the Iwa ninjas below, who were full of fear and dared not move, and his last shred of courage to resist vanished like a flame extinguished by a fierce wind.
He knew that Shun was not making empty threats. With his strength, destroying Iwagakure would be a trivial matter.
Shun didn't spare him another glance, controlling the 1000-meter Susanoo to turn around.
A dazzling white light suddenly enveloped the orange giant, so blinding that everyone instinctively closed their eyes. When everyone opened their eyes again, the orange giant had vanished.
The wind picked up black rock dust, settling on Ōnoki's shoulders and hair, making his already aged face appear even more haggard.
He slowly descended to the ground, and when he reached Roshi and Han, his voice was weak but filled with endless sorrow. "The Ninja World is about to change."
The Iwa ninjas below exchanged glances. No one spoke, and no one moved.
A Jonin hesitated to step forward, wanting to help Ōnoki, but found his hands still trembling uncontrollably, lacking even the courage to touch Ōnoki.
Several young ninjas lowered their heads, tears unconsciously falling and dripping onto the ground.
Shun's strength had shattered their fighting spirit, especially the harsh words, "make Iwagakure and the Land of Earth disappear," which left them without the slightest thought of resistance.
The entire Iwagakure fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind wailing in their ears, as if mourning this overwhelming defeat.
The Tsuchikage's building in the distance still stood, but it seemed exceptionally desolate.