Kamui.
A bizarre Space-Time Ninjutsu.
Even Minato was initially toyed with by this Kamui when he first fought Obito.
But this Kamui held little significance for Sora, who possessed his own cheat.
With Shunpo at his disposal, thinking he could be dealt with using mere Kamui was simply looking down on him.
'Single-eyed Kamui is manageable, but encountering Kaguya's Yomotsu Hirasaka in the future would still be somewhat dangerous.'
Sora sighed softly.
The Space-Time Ninjutsu of a pure-blooded Otsutsuki was naturally far superior to that of a mixed-blood Uchiha. Especially Kaguya's Amenominaka… against someone who couldn't use Space-Time Ninjutsu, it was basically an instant death sentence. There was no need to even kill you, as just leaving you stranded in another dimension to starve to death was enough.
'Garganta...'
'I hope I can obtain Garganta before the Otsutsuki arrive.'
Sora shook his head, 'Well, this matter wasn't too urgent. Given the frequency of triggering special missions after the 10th survival anniversary, drawing Garganta was inevitable sooner or later.'
At this moment, the area within a hundred meters around Sora was filled with Kirigakure's Anbu.
Most had come with high hopes only to be disappointed. They thought they could showcase their loyalty and bravery before Sora, but never expected that black-cloaked monster to be a bully who only picked on the weak.
He only knew how to abuse poor Ninjas like them, but when faced with a true Kage-level like Sora, he could only flee with his tail between his legs.
"Pah!"
"Weak and despicable Uchiha!"
A Kirigakure's Anbu, seeing Obito had disappeared from the battlefield, finally couldn't resist cursing.
His tone was full of anger, as if he held an irreconcilable grudge against the Uchiha, seemingly forgetting his own embarrassing state of nearly soiling himself when facing the black-cloaked monster alone earlier.
"Frost-sama, you are simply a deity descended to earth, saving us from that monster's hands!"
"Frost-sama, words cannot describe your heroism. One can only say that in you, we see the shadow of the former God of Ninja, Senju Hashirama!"
"As expected of Frost-sama! To be able to repel a monster with both Wood Release and the Sharingan single-handedly is truly powerful!"
Other Anbu scrambled to crowd around Sora, disregarding discipline to remove their masks, revealing admiring and awestruck expressions, praising Sora's strength to the utmost.
Or rather...
They were scrambling to suck up!
Sora's eyes lifted slightly. He suddenly realized the Anbu of the Village of the Bloody Mist weren't as cold-blooded and ruthless as imagined, and they seemed to have quite a bit of a common, street-smart vibe.
"Sora..."
"The Three-Tails' Jinchuriki is dead, the body disintegrated into fragments. Adding the casualties this time, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to explain to Mizukage-sama."
After briefly inspecting the battlefield, Meigetsu came to Sora's side with a grave expression. Knowing the mission had completely failed, her mood became very heavy.
Village of the Bloody Mist!
It wasn't just a saying!
The Third Mizukage was a true tyrant. Respected Jonin in the village were often executed for angering the Mizukage, let alone tool-like Anbu like them.
"This was just an accident, encountering an irresistible external force."
Sora shrugged indifferently, "An Uchiha who has mastered the Mangekyo Sharingan and Wood Release is sufficient to explain this mission's failure. I don't think anyone in the village will nitpick the details anymore, right?"
"In short..."
"Let's return to the village as soon as possible!"
"The matter of Wood Release and the Mangekyo Sharingan is extremely important. Notify the Mizukage quickly. Who knows what kind of Kekkei Genkai monster Konoha has created now!"
As his words fell, the Anbu's members present all knelt on one knee in unison, showing Sora their sincere admiration stance.
If some had previously questioned Sora's status, now all the Anbu were completely conquered by his strength.
Despite being slaughtered like chickens by the black-cloaked Obito, these were the elite of the Anbu, the true backbone of Kirigakure.
Such Ninjas naturally didn't lack insight. Some could even vaguely see the radiance called 'Mizukage' rising from Sora, gradually brightening under the night sky.
"Sora-sama..."
"Possesses a benevolence that many great figures lack."
An old, experienced Anbu who had lived through the Second Great Ninja War praised Sora's kindness in his heart. He was a staunch supporter of the Third Mizukage, having fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach this point, so he had naturally seen many good and bad things.
Like in the recent battle… if it were the Third Mizukage, he would probably have sent them, the Anbu, forward to engage first, using their lives to probe the black-cloaked monster's abilities before cautiously stepping forward to fight under the protection of other Anbu.
If the battle turned unfavorable, he would reasonably abandon them, the tool-like Anbu, as a rearguard, and escape himself, calling it prettily 'sacrificing the pawn to save the king', needing to protect the village's leader!
He would never be like Sora, leading from the front, taking on the most difficult fight with his majestic presence, using his own life to probe the enemy's details, leaving the safest place for them, the Anbu who should have been 'sacrificial pawns'.
Responsibility!
Duty!
Sacrifice!
These were flashes of humanity never seen in the Third Mizukage.
'If...'
'The Mizukage were Sora-sama, would the village become a better place?'
Treasonous thoughts suddenly arose in the old Anbu's heart. Such thoughts made his expression both panicked and filled with an inexplicable hope.
…
Fortunately.
The location where the group had infiltrated wasn't too deep, so they completed their retreat safely before Konoha's Ninjas could surround them.
Because of Sora's presence, most of the Kirigakure's Anbu who would have been wiped out by Obito alone survived.
Seventy percent of the Anbu who infiltrated the Land of Fire for the 'Three-Tails' Jinchuriki' special operation survived.
The intelligence on Wood Release and the Mangekyo, which should have been sealed away, naturally couldn't be concealed.
Along the way, many were preoccupied and walked on eggshells.
After all-
Even decades later, the deterrence of Hashirama and Madara still remained. Especially with the sudden appearance of a combination of Hashirama's Wood Release and Uchiha Clan's Mangekyo, it naturally caused fright.
However, when these Anbu's gazes fell upon Sora's figure, the horror and fear in their hearts inexplicably dissipated somewhat.
'Mangekyo?'
'Wood Release?'
'Our Village of the Bloody Mist also has the invincible Sora-sama!'
…
The sea.
After three days of sailing, the group finally set foot on the land of the Land of Water.
Water vapor filled the field of vision everywhere, with impenetrable fog all around. One could even smell the scent of the sea with every breath.
This was the Land of Water, an isolated island outside the Ninja Continent. The surrounding sea provided the nation with its best defense but also trapped the country in a cage.
The Third Mizukage's countless attempts and wars ultimately failed to relocate the Land of Water to the more fertile lands of the Land of Fire.
This had to be said to be a regret for generations of Kirigakure's Ninjas.
After returning to the village, Sora didn't hurry to the Anbu's base but directly left the main group, heading towards home.
The Yuki Clan's compound.
Located in the prosperous area of Kirigakure.
Although the Yuki Clan, possessing the Ice Release Kekkei Genkai, was far inferior in status and strength to Kirigakure's true great clans, the Hozuki and Kaguya, in terms of overall strength, it was enough to rank among the top five in Kirigakure.
Therefore, the Yuki Clan's compound were sufficiently large. As an Anbu Captain, Sora naturally possessed a very large residence.
Don't forget-
Anbu Captain, Elite Jonin… whichever identity was a position of real power in the village, let alone Sora who had both, and even surpassed them.
However,
Sora didn't go home. Instead, following the aroma of food, he headed towards the large residence not far from his own home.
Dusk, the time for dinner.
As soon as Sora pushed open the courtyard gate, he smelled the sweet aroma of grilled eel.
"Sora!"
"You're back?"
The beautiful woman busy in the kitchen, perhaps hearing the sound at the door, ran quickly into the courtyard without even taking off her apron.
"Sora!"
"Come, come quickly!"
The beautiful woman enthusiastically ran up and grabbed Sora's arm, "I just happened to make the eel rice that you and Haku like most today! Your timing is perfect!"
"Let me see, were you injured on this mission? You really worry me to death, you know... sigh..."
"Haruko-nee, don't worry. This mission wasn't too difficult." Sora waved his hand and smiled. "Also... regarding dinner, I'll gladly accept your offer!"
Sora didn't stand on ceremony either and followed the beautiful woman's steps towards the dining room of the residence.
Yuki Haruko was the sister of his long-deceased parents. In terms of seniority, she should be Sora's aunt, but over the years, Sora had gotten used to calling her 'Haruko-nee'.
Entering the dining room, Sora saw a beautiful little child sitting on a chair, looking at him with a surprised expression.
"Sora-nii!"
Probably upon seeing someone he truly liked, the little child's expression visibly brightened. He quickly jumped down from the chair and joyfully threw himself into Sora's arms.
"Haku..."
"You're still as cute as ever."
A warm smile also rarely appeared on Sora's face.
Soon, he held the four-year-old Haku and began telling stories about his trip to the Land of Fire. The thrilling and interesting Ninja Tales quickly made Haku beam with joy, his beautiful big eyes blinking and sparkling.
Beside them, Haruko also smiled happily while serving food to both of them. In this cruel Ninja World, having the company of beloved family was probably the happiest and most blessed thing in the world.