Chapter:180

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"Get out! Get out! Get out of my way!"

Though Izuna's current battle mirrored the one fought by Edo Tensei Madara against the Allied Shinobi Forces in the Fourth Great Ninja War, it was not as seamless or devastating.

For one, Izuna lacked the infinite chakra of Madara's reincarnated state. Secondly, the average skill level of ninjas during the Warring States Period far exceeded that of those from the later peaceful era.

A genin in the Warring States Period was as skilled as a chūnin in peacetime, while a chūnin was often at the level of a special jōnin.

So, despite Izuna's strength, he couldn't sweep through enemies like Madara. Even so, he was cutting through the battlefield at an alarming pace, steadily closing in on Tobirama.

Uzumaki Hirokai had reached Tobirama's side. His face darkened as he examined the severed right arm. Flesh and bone were exposed, and though medical ninjas had rushed to provide emergency treatment, the arm, burned by Amaterasu's unquenchable flames, was unsalvageable.

"It's impossible to reattach this," Hirokai muttered grimly.

"Quick! Evacuate Tobirama back to the main camp for treatment!" Hirokai ordered with urgency.

But before they could move, a mocking voice echoed: "This isn't okay, Grandfather!"

Izuna hurled a Flying Thunder God kunai mid-air toward Tobirama.

"Tobirama, watch out! It's the Flying Thunder God!" Hirokai shouted.

"Sealing Art: Adamantine Sealing Chains!"

Golden chains erupted from Hirokai's back, moving like living serpents. They intercepted the kunai, knocking it away repeatedly.

Izuna clicked his tongue, smirking. "The Uzumaki sealing arts—so annoying. Now I understand why your clan gets wiped out in the future."

Izuna leaped back into the air. As he descended, Susanoo formed around him with blazing Amaterasu flames covering its swords.

"Fine. If I can't outmaneuver you, I'll take you down by force!"

Susanoo, wielding the twin blades of Amaterasu, began cutting through the battlefield. With every swing, Senju and Uzumaki ninjas were swept aside.

At the same time, Senju Yunjian carried Tobirama on his back, leading a retreat with the remaining forces protecting them.

"Damn it!" Izuna muttered under his breath. He wanted to use the Flying Thunder God to teleport past the defenses and deliver a finishing blow to Tobirama, but Hirokai's sealing chains blocked every attempt.

"Deputy Chief, should we launch a full-scale attack to finish Tobirama?" Uchiha Yanhuo called out from the walls of Baili Stone City.

"No," Izuna replied sharply. "The numbers are too lopsided."

The suggestion came from the fervor of the moment—cutting off Tobirama's arm had ignited a frenzy among the Uchiha forces. But Izuna knew better than to risk their position in a reckless assault.

"I'll try something else," Izuna muttered.

Susanoo's right hand began to condense a massive Rasenshuriken, infused with his Scorch Release.

"Scorch Release: Nimbus Hurricane, Black Blaze Style!"

This technique was one of Izuna's most devastating. Although its success rate was low, it might be enough to kill Tobirama.

But before he could release the technique, a booming voice echoed across Congyun Mountain.

"TOBIRAMA!!!"

Izuna's eyes widened. He turned to see a figure moving at impossible speed toward the battlefield.

"Already? He came back too fast," Izuna muttered in frustration.

It was none other than Senju Hashirama, racing back to the battlefield.

Izuna's sudden disappearance from their duel had alarmed Hashirama. Though he lacked Tobirama's precise sensory abilities, Hashirama's instincts told him something was wrong.

Seeing Tobirama's chakra weakening from a distance only confirmed his fears. Hashirama had abandoned the eastern front and rushed back at unprecedented speed, surpassing his own limits.

When he arrived, his clothes were drenched in sweat, and his breath was heavy.

"The Patriarch is here!" a Senju jōnin exclaimed, relief washing over the troops.

"Hashirama, you're angry, aren't you?" Izuna taunted with a smirk. "Come on, show me your rage!"

But Hashirama did not respond. His expression was calm, though his furrowed brow betrayed his inner turmoil.

"Wood Release: The Birth of the Tree World!"

Hashirama slammed his hands together.

Boom!

Massive vines erupted from the ground, forming an impenetrable wall between Izuna and the Senju forces.

"Retreat, now!" Hashirama commanded his forces.

"What!?" Uchiha Yanhuo and the others atop the stone walls were shocked.

They had expected Hashirama to launch a counterattack, perhaps even to risk everything in a desperate rage. Instead, he was ordering a retreat.

Only Izuna wasn't surprised. He chuckled, muttering to himself, "As expected of Hashirama."

Ninjas are taught to endure what ordinary people cannot. Despite his anger and desperation, Hashirama knew that an attack now would result in mutual destruction.

Tobirama's severe injury had already demoralized the Senju Alliance, and Hashirama couldn't afford further losses. By retreating, he preserved his forces and prepared for another day.

Hashirama glanced at Tobirama, now unconscious and being carried away. His fists clenched tightly.

"Hashirama!" Izuna shouted from behind the vine wall. "Are you running? Where's your pride as a ninja?"

Hashirama paused for a moment but didn't look back. He had made his decision.

The Senju forces retreated, leaving behind a battered battlefield.

For Izuna, the sight of the retreating enemy wasn't entirely satisfying. He had wanted to kill Tobirama, to deliver a decisive blow to the Senju.

End of the Chapter.

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