klisemfg Chapter 875 Looking at each other
Chapter 875 Looking at each other
Kakuzu and Sasori exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes. They had never seen Zhang Hai with such a serious expression before; even when facing the Five Kage, this man had never seemed so vigilant.
"Listen carefully." Zhang Hai pointed to the huge skeletal entrance in the distance. "From now on, you must obey my orders absolutely. Even the slightest mistake will result in our deaths here."
"The tactic is simple: I'll infiltrate first to scout out the area. You two will lie in ambush 500 meters from the entrance. Once you see my signal—a red flare—launch your strongest attack immediately and flatten this mountain! If I don't come out, or if there's no signal..."
Zhang Hai paused, his eyes turning deep: "That means I'm in there too. You all retreat immediately, run as far away as you can, and whatever you do, don't look back."
Kakuzu frowned, his bad premonition growing stronger: "Hey kid, who exactly are you going to take on? With this kind of setup, are we going to assassinate the Hokage?"
Zhang Hai turned around, looked at the dark cave entrance, and slowly uttered the name that made the entire ninja world tremble. Although he did not want to say it directly at this moment, his solemn attitude said it all.
"More terrifying than the Hokage... a name that lives on in legends."
Zhang Hai said no more, formed a hand seal, and his figure instantly faded away, drifting towards the entrance of the mountain cemetery like a ghost.
Watching Zhang Hai's disappearing figure, Kakuzu, who was always greedy for money, subconsciously touched his heart, which seemed to be beating rapidly due to the oppressive atmosphere.
"This kid... he's really risking his life this time," Sasori muttered, nervously twitching the tail he was manipulating.
"Hopefully it'll be worth the price of admission." Kakuzu snorted, but his body betrayed him as he began to build up chakra, the tentacles of Earth Grudge Fear stirring restlessly beneath his black robe.
Zhang Hai's figure disappeared into the darkness that resembled the maw of a giant beast. The barrier rippled slightly the moment he passed through, but with his superb eye techniques and precise control over chakra, he managed to squeeze through.
The cave was cold and damp, filled with the smells of decay and medicine. The deeper he went, the stronger the sense of oppression became, as if a pair of aged eyes were watching his every move in the darkness.
But that's exactly what he wanted.
This moment is not only for Obito, but also to test his own capacity.
"Come on, Uchiha Madara," Zhang Hai murmured to himself, stepping firmly into the largest forbidden area in the ninja world.
On the desolate, rocky beach, the wind howled like ghosts and wolves.
Kakuzu's dark green eyes gleamed with shrewdness as he habitually fiddled with his abacus. His gaze swept over the seemingly clumsy Hiruko beside him, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Although Sasori was well-hidden, judging from the faint chakra fluctuations emanating from him, the "artwork" that had caused the entire Sand Village to search frantically—the Third Kazekage's human puppet—was currently inside that scroll.
"Tsk, they even brought out that kind of thing..." Kakuzu thought to himself with a chill.
He himself is an immortal monster with nearly a century of combat experience and the secret technique of Earth Grudge Fear; Sasori is a genius puppeteer who controls the strongest Kazekage puppet in history; and then there's the unfathomable and endlessly resourceful Zhang Hai. These three standing together, let alone destroying a small country, could easily sweep through the headquarters of the five great ninja villages, as long as their Kage are not present. Their power would be enough to conquer any enemy, as if entering an empty field.
"A lineup of four Kage-level fighters..." Kakuzu muttered to himself, a playful smile curving his lips. "What kind of monster does that kid Zhang Hai want us to deal with? Even if Hashirama Senju were resurrected, this lineup wouldn't be much better."
Curiosity, like wild grass, grew wildly in Kakuzu's long-dried heart.
"Be careful."
Scorpion, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke. His ugly mouth opened and closed slightly, emitting a hoarse warning.
"What's wrong, you puppet brat?" Kakuzu asked, glancing sideways.
“The ley lines here… something’s not right.” Scorpion’s voice carried a rare hint of solemnity. “The dragon vein power within me is restless. There seems to be something underground resonating with the dragon vein, an extremely ancient and immense power.”
Zhang Hai didn't turn around, but he heard their conversation. He took a deep breath, and the determination he had been holding back for so long now materialized into a sharp, tangible force.
"Looks like I don't need to sneak around anymore."
Zhang Hai murmured, his right hand slowly gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist. It was a straight-bladed longsword he had specially crafted for today's battle; the blade was not made of ordinary iron, but rather a metal infused with chakra-conducting materials.
"Zheng——"
A clear, resonant sound rang out, not from the blade being drawn from its sheath, but from the sword's intent resonating within the sheath.
Zhang Hai took the first step.
With each step, the rocks beneath his feet shattered silently, and an invisible wave suddenly spread out from him. It was as if something in the air had broken—the first layer of perception barrier surrounding the mountain graveyard.
He didn't draw his sword, but instead used an ancient swordsmanship style called "Iaijutsu: Accumulation." He compressed all his killing intent, chakra, and spiritual power into the scabbard, holding back his attack. With each step he took, this compression intensified, and his aura rose higher.
One step, two steps, three steps...
With each step Zhang Hai took, the air around him began to distort. Tiny pebbles, unable to withstand the invisible pressure, floated up and then instantly shattered into powder. The humming sound from within the scabbard grew louder, like the low growl of a trapped beast, yearning for the moment to drink blood.
Just then, the ground in front of them suddenly began to ripple like water.
"Oh my, that's really scary."
A white, pitcher plant-like creature emerged, its comical face bearing a completely unperturbed smile. "Isn't this the guy who almost got dismembered by old man Onoki? I told you you weren't that easy to kill."
Bai Jue.
Zhang Hai did not stop walking, nor did his eyes waver. He remained in an extremely dangerous state, as if he could explode at any moment.
"Don't be so fierce, I came here specifically to pick you up." Bai Jue shrugged and pointed to the dark and deep tunnel behind him. "The master inside has been waiting for you for a long time. He said that since you're here, come in and have a cup of tea."
So, they were discovered the moment the barrier was broken?
"Lead the way." Zhang Hai's voice was as cold as ice, and he spoke sparingly.
"What an unlovable junior," White Zetsu muttered, turning and disappearing into the darkness. "Stay close, or you'll die if you get lost."