Dead Demon Consuming Seal
Minazuki Sora stood blankly, watching his subordinates lose their lives one by one. His heart seemed to plummet into an ice cellar, and the night wind made him feel cold and damp all over.
Blood dripped from his severed arm, but he didn't notice. Under the terrifying pressure of that fiend, his limbs felt as heavy as iron, and even a slight movement of his feet was incredibly difficult.
He was the only intruder left on the scene.
The Uzumaki clansmen turned their heads, their hostile and resentful gazes gradually focusing on Minazuki Sora, wishing they could devour him alive. However, they didn't dare to act immediately due to Uchiha Shin'yu's oppressive presence.
Even as the Water Shadow, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
He knew he couldn't wait any longer.
If he wanted to survive, he could only seek the only breakthrough... Shin'yu!
That's right, after all, even Ōnoki was casually bypassed by Shin'yu, so bypassing him, an "old acquaintance" with some connection, should be reasonable!
"Sh... Shin'yu-sama..." Minazuki Sora swallowed, his face pale. "May I be so bold as to ask, am I allowed to leave?"
Shin'yu stroked his chin, as if pondering, his brow slightly furrowed.
Sensing Shin'yu's hesitation, a glimmer of joy appeared in Minazuki Sora's heart. He pressed on while the iron was hot:
"I admit, tonight's actions were indeed a bit reckless. If I had known you were here, I would never have agreed to Lord Wind Shadow's proposal."
He spoke with considerable skill, showing absolute respect for Shin'yu, denying opposition, and lightly removing the Hidden Mist Village from the extermination operation, placing the blame on the deceased Shamon, avoiding the important and seeking to be let off.
Shin'yu didn't speak. Minazuki Sora took a small step forward, clutching his severed arm. "Our Hidden Mist Village has also paid the price..."
He took several deep breaths, his tone almost pleading. "I apologize for my actions this time. After today, I swear that as long as I am in power, the Hidden Mist Village will never be enemies with the Uzumaki clan!"
"The one you should apologize to isn't me." Shin'yu put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly. "Besides, not all apologies are forgiven."
Minazuki Sora looked stunned. Suddenly, several dazzling golden chains pierced his body from behind, fixing his hands and feet!
"You killed my clansmen and destroyed my heritage! This hatred is irreconcilable!"
Minazuki Sora's face was contorted as he desperately turned his head. What came into view was the face of Clan Head Uzumaki Changming, his eyes bloodshot!
His hair fluttered, his crimson eyes filled with thunderous rage, his face as pale as a ghost. Six golden chains protruded from his ribs, shimmering with a sharp, cold light under the moonlight.
Uzumaki Changming raised his trembling hands and began to slowly and firmly form hand seals, and anyone could see that he was at the end of his rope. He was only alive now thanks to a surge of anger.
"Clan Head!"
Uzumaki Kongming immediately realized the technique the Clan Head was about to use and stepped forward, but was forced back by the other's majestic gaze.
"I am powerless to turn the tide, but this is the last thing I can do for the clan!"
Uzumaki Changming's voice was low and carried an undeniable weight. His eyes were firm and heavy, and his hand seals continued to change. Chakra flowed within his body with the hand seals, gathering like a tide.
Serpent—Boar—Ram—Hare—Dog—Rat—Rooster—Horse—Serpent!
With a "snap," his hands slammed together. In an instant, a bone-chilling coldness filled the air, and all the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear temporarily, leaving only his heavy breathing and Minazuki Sora's "thump-thump" heartbeat.
A faint shadow appeared out of thin air behind Uzumaki Changming, like a slowly unfolding scroll. In Minazuki Sora's trembling gaze, the shadow of the Death God completely emerged!
It had two horns on its head, thick hair hanging down, a cold short sword in its mouth, and eight clusters of pale white karmic flames swirling around it. It wore a plain white robe, and its eyes were as deep as black holes, seemingly able to devour all light.
Bound to its chest was a soul, which was none other than Uzumaki Changming himself, who had been offered as a sacrifice.
The Reaper's face was fierce like a demon, the corners of its mouth splitting into a bizarre smile, as if mocking, yet also as if wailing. No one could describe the aura it possessed, a kind of extreme coldness, bordering between the real and the unreal.
As if the moment it appeared, the beauty and meaning of life, all happiness, vanished. A constant infant-like wail echoed in the ears, shrill and drawn out, causing discomfort.
"Sealing Technique: Dead Demon Consuming Seal!"
As Uzumaki Changming uttered a deep shout, a withered, purplish arm abruptly shot out from his abdomen, its nails sharp and long. The arm was also engraved with obscure and incomprehensible unknown seals, incomparably bizarre and indescribable. The moment it appeared, it swiftly grasped towards Minazuki Sora's body.
The Third Water Shadow's face revealed an expression of utter horror. He clearly hadn't anticipated Uzumaki Changming's sneak attack, all of his attention was focused on Shin'yu.
He attempted to struggle, but the powerful sealing force transmitted by the Adamantine Sealing Chains not only bound his body, but even his Chakra fell into stagnation, like a pool of stagnant water, difficult to mobilize even a bit.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints, he could only watch helplessly as the Reaper's arm pierced into his body.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Minazuki Sora's body lost all sensation, his expression changed from rage to astonishment, and finally, only an expression of helplessness remained before he closed his eyes.
The Reaper effortlessly extracted his soul, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Uzumaki Changming slowly lowered his hands, his body beginning to sway, his eyes revealing a deep weariness. He knew that he was about to run out of fuel.
Dead Demon Consuming Seal, one of the Uzumaki Clan's ultimate sealing techniques. At the same time as completing the hand seals, the user makes a contract with the Reaper:
The price for devouring the target's soul is to first sell one's own soul to the Reaper. Afterwards, he and Minazuki Sora's soul will hate each other in the Reaper's stomach, fighting forever, never to be reincarnated.
Although he already knew his fate, he still maintained a detached peace on his face, as if his life had no regrets.
His gaze was as gentle as water, looking towards Uzumaki Kongming, using the last bit of his strength to slowly say:
"Kongming, the Uzumaki Clan, I leave it to you."
As soon as the words fell, the Reaper's soul-devouring ritual was also completed. Its phantom slowlyescape into the air, disappearing without a trace, taking Uzumaki Changming's soul with it.
Uzumaki Changming closed his eyes, his body uncontrollably collapsing. Kongming immediately stepped forward, gently supporting the Clan Head's body with his back.
The battle ended, leaving only a deathly silence.
...
Back Mountain, a golden giant hammer slowly dissipated, the bottom of the pit was a patch of bloody minced meat.
As Uchiha Nen manipulated the Wooden Style, twisting the neck of the last Sand Ninja, all the attackers were now killed.
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