After a few breaths, Seimei finally ceased his jutsu, gasping for air.
"Hu~~~ Hu~~~"
Hearing his heavy breathing, the nearby Konoha jonin snapped out of their shock, turning to Seimei with concern. "Are you okay?"
Seimei waved his hand, steadying his breath. "I'm fine!"
He truly wasn't seriously injured.
The reason he was panting so heavily was that he had drawn too much chakra at once, almost losing control, which made it seem quite taxing.
However, it was precisely because of this that his Wind Style: Great Breakthrough had such tremendous power.
"Glad to hear that!"
Seeing Seimei's breath stabilizing visibly, the nearby jonin replied.
Just as the two were conversing, amidst the chaos ahead, a sharp spear formed from rock shot toward Seimei, aimed directly at his heart.
"Watch out!"
The nearby Konoha jonin shouted a warning.
Seimei's Sharingan spun rapidly, locking onto the trajectory of the stone spear. In a flash, he dodged the attack with ease.
But at that moment, another stone spear was launched at him, followed by a third and fourth.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen stone spears were aimed at Seimei.
However, even if one of those stone spears missed him, it wouldn't matter if a dozen more followed.
Seimei flickered and easily evaded all the attacks.
Not only that, but he also took the opportunity to pinpoint the location of the caster.
During his evasive maneuvers, he swiftly completed a series of hand seals and gathered a transparent wind blade between his hands. With a push forward, he sent it flying.
"Ugh~"
A muffled grunt came from not far away.
Thanks to the exceptional insight of his Sharingan, Seimei clearly saw an Iwa jonin get grazed on the arm by the wind blade.
Seeing that his opponent was still unsteady, Seimei wasted no time and hurled several shuriken, targeting the enemy's throat, heart, and abdomen.
Despite the Iwa jonin's desperate attempts to evade, he was ultimately struck in the left waist by one of the shuriken, further diminishing his combat capability.
This showcased Seimei's keen ability to seize opportunities.
Just as Seimei was about to continue his assault, the remaining Iwa shinobi finally reacted, launching their attacks against him—some threw ninja tools, others unleashed jutsu, while some rushed toward him rapidly.
Faced with these attacks, Seimei remained calm. He drew the short sword at his waist and charged forward.
His advance acted like a switch, prompting the Konoha shinobi behind him to follow suit.
Twenty meters was a negligible distance for shinobi; in the blink of an eye, the two forces collided.
In an instant, the sounds of battle erupted around them.
There were cries of shinobi clashing, the clash of weapons, and the explosions of explosive tags among the crowd.
The cacophony was relentless.
Holding the short sword, Seimei weaved through the Iwa ranks, evading attacks while occasionally striking out. With each swing of his sword, he almost always killed or injured an enemy.
The reason for this was simple: every time his opponents saw him draw his sword, they would freeze in place.
Then, they would become like lambs to the slaughter, allowing him to attack at will.
Though the process seemed odd, this was the power of his Illusion Sword Technique.
As long as his target couldn't resist his instant-cast Genjutsu: Sharingan, facing his Illusion Sword Technique meant they could only wait for their demise.
For most low-ranking shinobi, unless someone intervened, they would fall with just one sword strike from Seimei.
With his Sharingan fully activated, Seimei could perceive any movement around him. He dodged the attacks from Iwa shinobi while continuously searching for openings.
Whenever he found the chance to strike, it resulted in another Iwa shinobi falling.
Finally, after eliminating seven or eight lower-ranking Iwa shinobi, an Iwa jonin rushed in, attempting to stop Seimei's rampage.
However, Seimei ignored him entirely, flickering to evade all his attacks and rejoining the fray among the Iwa shinobi.
The Iwa jonin was then intercepted by a Konoha jonin.
Seimei glanced at the Konoha jonin, who nodded at him before engaging with the Iwa jonin.
Seimei withdrew his gaze and returned to his killing spree.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't behave this way, but the situation was critical; they needed to break through the Iwa defenses as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, if reinforcements arrived from the other two directions, they would be in grave danger.
As the saying goes, "Better to let my comrades perish than to die myself."
In this situation, Seimei could not afford to worry about battlefield etiquette.
What he needed to do was straightforward: cut through the entire Iwa formation and allow his comrades to pass through as quickly as possible.
Everything else was unimportant!
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Time passed minute by minute.
The Konoha forces, led by Seimei and several jonin from the combat group, charged forward. In less than three minutes, they had broken through the Iwa blockade.
This speed might seem outrageous, but it was not without reason.
First, their number of jonin significantly exceeded that of the enemy.
This meant the Iwa shinobi could not stop the advance of Konoha's main force with sheer strength.
Second, the overall number of Konoha shinobi was also greater than that of the Iwa shinobi.
Thus, the enemy could not entangle them effectively with numbers.
Lastly, and most importantly, with Seimei, the harbinger of death, leading the charge, the Iwa shinobi couldn't organize an effective defense.
That was why the entire Konoha force could pass through so swiftly.
However, passing through didn't mean they were out of danger.
On the contrary, the real test was just beginning.
From behind, the Iwa shinobi saw them leave and wasted no time in pursuing.
Moreover, because the two forces were separated and there was no concern of friendly fire, the Iwa jonin unleashed their full firepower, bombarding Konoha's main force with reckless abandon.
Left with no choice, Konoha had to dispatch personnel to deal with the onslaught.
This inevitably slowed the speed of their advance.
And this was precisely the goal of the Iwa jonin.
They disregarded their own chakra consumption and continuously unleashed high-powered jutsu to hold Seimei and the others back.
As for what to do after stalling them?
Well, reinforcements would take over.
Just as one might expect, within just over a minute, the Iwa forces from the two and ten o'clock directions caught up.
Although they had missed the optimal time to encircle them, the increase in numbers alone made Seimei and the others feel pressure.
Despite this, Seimei and the others did not stop their advance.
They knew that stopping now would mean facing an endless wave of enemies; the only way to reach the Fengliu Town base was to keep pushing forward.
Even if many lives would be lost in the process, that was the best outcome they could hope for.
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