Facing Kimimaro's assault, Yeruashi simply swept his hand out.
Snap!
The durability of the Shikotsumyaku was even greater than that of a steel blade, but the mont it made contact with Yeruashi's palm, the bone felt as if it had struck sothing far harder.
Kimimaro's hand trembled violently, and tiny fissures even began to spiderweb across his bone spear!
Kimimaro was shocked by the sight. He had encountered things tougher than his bones before, but the problem was that this was just a human palm!
It was simple white skin, not bone or any kind of armor!
From the outside, it looked like a perfectly ordinary human hand!
"Yeruashi, don't overdo it. Kimimaro is a fine subordinate..."
Orochimaru called out to Yeruashi. His previous wariness and concern had vanished entirely, replaced by a knowing smirk.
Yeruashi nodded and swung his hand toward Kimimaro's neck.
Crack!
Sharp bones instantly sprouted from Kimimaro's neck to shield him, but the mont they t Yeruashi's palm, Kimimaro's body jolted violently. He was sent stumbling back, and the newly ford bones were covered in cracks.
Yeruashi stepped forward and swung his hand at Kimimaro once more.
Snap!
Kimimaro raised his arms to block the rapidly approaching edge of Yeruashi's palm. The bones growing from his arms were shattered instantly by the blow, and Kimimaro's legs were driven into the ground up to his knees.
Yeruashi's attack, though it seed effortless, contained a terrifying and insurmountable force!
'This man...'
A deep shudder rippled through Kimimaro's heart.
Yeruashi possessed the most terrifying body of any shinobi Kimimaro had ever encountered. His re flesh was enough to completely suppress the Shikotsumyaku!
At that mont, Kimimaro was no longer as tense as before because he had noticed Orochimaru's relaxed deanor, but he could not simply back down!
He refused to lose!
His goal was to beco Orochimaru's ultimate weapon!
Kimimaro's gaze beca resolute. With a loud shout, he wrenched his legs from the earth and kicked toward Yeruashi's abdon, a bone spear thrusting out from the tip of his foot at the sa ti.
"Not bad."
Yeruashi nodded, noting Kimimaro's stubborn and unyielding gaze. The boy didn't falter even after sensing the massive gap in their power.
Yeruashi swiped his hand down toward Kimimaro's leg, his palm pressing directly against the bone spear protruding from his foot.
Crrack!
That white palm, which appeared completely ordinary at first glance, blocked Kimimaro's bone like impenetrable steel. Not only did the bone fail to even scratch Yeruashi's skin, but it splintered under the pressure and snapped entirely.
Yeruashi's palm didn't budge a single milliter, while Kimimaro shuddered violently and recoiled several steps.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
Kimimaro raised his hands and manifested a massive, heavy bone spear. He gripped it tightly with both hands and lunged, aiming a lightning-fast strike at Yeruashi's head.
The spear whistled through the air, seeming intent on piercing through everything in its path.
Yeruashi smiled and casually swept his palm out to et Kimimaro's massive bone spear.
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted at the mont of impact, and a visible shockwave rippled out in all directions.
Yeruashi remained standing calmly, his palm showing not even the slightest hint of a tremor, as if he had just swatted away a trivial and insignificant nuisance.
Kimimaro, anwhile, felt as if he had collided with a giant mountain at full speed. His arms began to quiver and his palms went numb from the recoil. It was now a struggle for him just to keep his grip on the large bone spear.
"..."
Seeing that Kimimaro still intended to continue the fight, Yeruashi took a step forward, clenched his left fist, and punched toward him.
Kimimaro was seized by terror, instinctively sensing the approach of death. He lunged to the side in a desperate attempt to dodge the blow, only to realize with shock that he had chased an afterimage!
Yeruashi was already standing behind Kimimaro.
The white fist surged forward.
In that mont, Kimimaro felt incomparably small and insignificant before the terrifying fist, which lood over him like a vast mountain.
He simply froze, unable to even draw breath.
Under the influence of this overwhelming, irresistible pressure, only one brief, simple thought flashed through Kimimaro's mind...
'...death!'
The word instantly consud Kimimaro's mind, seeming to manifest before his eyes and completely blocking out his vision.
Boom!!!
An instant later, the fist swept past his head.
Kimimaro felt a powerful gust of wind envelop his body, whipping his white hair back, while a terrifying roar echoed in his ears, sounding like the world itself was being torn apart. It left his head ringing, and he lost the ability to think clearly for several long monts.
After an unknown span of ti, the fierce wind died down.
Yeruashi relaxed his fist and, with a gentle smile, patted Kimimaro on the shoulder before walking calmly toward Orochimaru.
"..."
Kimimaro was breathing heavily, his clothes drenched in sweat.
With great effort, he recovered from the suffocating fear brought by that strike. Suddenly, he noticed Haku staring at him, completely petrified, as if he were seeing sothing shocking and unbelievable behind him.
Kimimaro tensed and slowly turned his head.
Behind him, a scene unfolded that would be etched into his mory forever. A massive mountain, stretching for several kiloters into the distance, had been pierced through its center all the way to the other side!
A vast, smooth canyon now ran right through the middle of the mountain range!
Kimimaro stood frozen in place.
Haku, standing nearby, was also motionless. Even Jiraiya was profoundly shocked by the scene. At that mont, he felt a sudden surge of relief... if Yeruashi had used such a strike against him earlier, there might not have been enough left of him to find.
"It's been a long ti, Teacher Orochimaru."
Yeruashi approached Orochimaru and greeted him with a smile, ignoring the reactions of Kimimaro and the others. He waved his hand, channeling chakra that combined natural energy with the Yang elent into Orochimaru's body.
Orochimaru's complexion imdiately returned to a healthy hue, and his frail body began to recover rapidly. Within seconds, Orochimaru was completely healed from all his severe injuries, restored to his peak condition.
"Is this the power... of the God of Shinobi?"
"I have finally seen it with my own eyes..."
Orochimaru gazed in awe at the gorge carved through the mountains and let out a deep breath. "Yeruashi, ever since I gave up the dream of becoming Hokage, there have been only two things in this world I've longed to see... a perfect jutsu for immortality, and where your wind will blow."
"Even though I haven't been in the village all this ti, news of you always reaches the corners of the shinobi world... Your wind has enveloped the entire world and even reached the clouds."
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