In the sky, countless sonic booms echoed.
Ōnoki's entire body erupted with Chakra, and countless Dust Release light beams fired one after another.
Shinji showed no panic at Ōnoki's furious assault. His fist, covered in Yang Release Chakra Armor, shattered the Dust Release light beams heading towards him.
No matter how far Ōnoki flew, he could catch up to him instantly.
After another small Dust Release light beam he fired was shattered by Shinji, Ōnoki couldn't help but regret making the sky his battlefield.
He had always been the one to toy with others, yet now he was being humiliated by a mere brat. However, if he didn't stop this brat in front of him, Iwagakure's remaining Tailed Beast would likely be taken by him, especially since this brat was now famous in the Ninja World as the 'Tailed Beast Terminator'.
Even if he had only defeated the Four-Tails and Eight-Tails, it was enough to be alarming.
Shinji, who was chasing Ōnoki, had the same thought. The Tailed Beast was relatively easy to deal with. Jiraiya could at least hold it off to some extent.
If Ōnoki were to run over and interfere, Jiraiya might have to be carried back to the village on a stretcher. After all, Dust Release was not just difficult to handle. Not everyone was like him, possessing Yang Release Chakra Armor that could counter it.
"What? Not going to avenge your son? Or have you already given in to old age? Then let the young ones take over."
Shinji's mouth wasn't idle. If he didn't treat Ōnoki as an opponent, he would surely die a miserable death. He had to throw this old man's mind into disarray to find an opportunity to hit him.
"You hateful brat!"
Indeed, the next moment, Ōnoki's red nose became even redder, and his eyes were filled with bloodlust. With a flick of his hand, an even more dangerous aura than before emanated.
Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!
The next moment, a giant, transparent cubic barrier expanded from Ōnoki's hand. It headed straight for Shinji, and a brilliant white light engulfed Shinji's entire figure.
"Hmm?"
On the ground, Jiraiya looked up the moment he felt the light, and seeing the giant technique above him, his expression immediately turned grim.
"Jiraiya! Don't get distracted!" Gamabunta shouted with an exasperated expression.
They were facing a Tailed Beast right now and Jiraiya actually dared to get distracted.
Bang—!
Five-Tails immediately seized the opportunity, its several enormous tails sweeping at Gamabunta.
Bang!
A sonic boom echoed, and a burst of wild wind spread out, sending Gamabunta's massive body flying high.
"Whew—!"
In the sky, Ōnoki was panting, watching the continuously powerful technique in front of him.
"As long as I can kill you, any price is acceptable!" Ōnoki shouted in the direction where Shinji was trapped.
At this distance, Shinji absolutely couldn't escape. Even if he possessed a technique that could withstand Dust Release, under the continuous effect of the Detachment of the Primitive World Technique, he would definitely be disintegrated into an atomic state.
"Is that so?"
From within the transparent cubic barrier emitting white light, a calm voice was heard.
The next moment, the emanating white light seemed to be corroded by an extremely dense darkness.
"What?!"
Ōnoki watched the scene before him in disbelief. As the darkness expanded, his Detachment of the Primitive World Technique seemed to have encountered its natural enemy. It was rapidly dissolving.
In the sky, Shinji shed his Sage Mode, his entire body enveloped in a layer of black substance.
"I thought the older people get, the more cautious they become. I didn't expect you to be so confident."
As Shinji looked up, a mocking smile provoked Ōnoki.
"Hahaha! I knew Shinji was fine!" Jiraiya on the ground laughed heartily.
"Jiraiya! If you want to die, don't drag me into it!" At his feet, Gamabunta's face was ashen.
His opponent was a Tailed Beast, yet this guy still had the leisure to pay attention to others.
"Ah, it's nothing, I can't let my junior outdo me, after all."
Jiraiya waved his hand at Gamabunta, then formed hand signs again and slammed his hand down on Gamabunta's head.
"Jiraiya, why did you suddenly summon us?"
"Yeah, Jiraiya, I was still preparing dinner."
As the smoke cleared, two small toads wearing cloaks landed on Jiraiya's shoulders and spoke.
"Esteemed Sages, I apologize for disturbing you. This time's enemy is not simple."
Hearing this, Fukasaku looked into the distance and, seeing the giant beast with five swaying tails, couldn't help but be stunned.
"So that's it. It's a Tailed Beast, dear, let's go."
Shima shouted loudly at Gamabunta below, "Such a bother, Gamabunta, don't be lazy!"
Gamabunta: "..."
"That bastard Jiraiya, I'll definitely give you a good beating when we get back!" Gamabunta roared.
He pushed off with his legs, and his massive body charged towards the Five-Tails. Now, he would vent this frustration on the Tailed Beast in front of him, which was almost losing control of its consciousness.
—
"Impossible!"
Ōnoki looked at the now vanished technique, his face filled with disbelief. The technique had been completely absorbed.
How could such a thing be possible?
Shinji, meanwhile, extended his hands. This combination of Chakra was truly wondrous.
Is this Kekkei Tōta?
Three different Nature Transformations of Chakra, yet they could merge like this.
The Second Tsuchikage, who invented and developed Dust Release, this Kekkei Tōta, was definitely a genius.
Tsk, are all the Second Kage of every ninja village so exceptionally talented?
Uh—
Thinking of Kumogakure's Second Raikage, Shinji shook his head.
"Hey, old man! Want to try the power of a technique you often use?" Shinji smiled as he spoke to Ōnoki, who was not far away.
"Wh-what?!"
Ōnoki was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something, looking at Shinji in disbelief.
Shinji extended his hand, his two fingers held together, and a small, transparent cubic barrier appeared on his fingertip.
Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!
The next moment, a giant white light beam expanded from Shinji's hand, heading in Ōnoki's direction.
"Impossible!"
Ōnoki's eyes widened in fury, and he was pushed by Shinji's light beam, shooting towards the ground.
"Tsk, sure enough, a replica is just a replica. Simply analyzing it isn't enough."
Shinji withdrew his hand, shaking his head as he looked at the light beam he had fired. Its power couldn't compare to Ōnoki's Detachment of the Primitive World Technique. At least, it didn't even reach one-third of its power. However, it was still a pleasant surprise.
Thinking this, Shinji's entire body swiftly flew downwards.
This war, no matter what, should end. Now, all he needed was for Ōnoki to surrender.