"Buzz!"
The sound of the ninja blade slicing through the air was piercing. With that sound, Yuhara dropped to the ground like a waterfowl.
His movements were graceful, completely unaffected by the massive Susanoo around him.
Inside Susanoo, Yuhara's blade danced rapidly—the first segment of his sword dance quietly took form in his hands.
Susanoo mirrored Yuhara's motion; the massive chakra blade slashed swiftly, visible white wind blades gathering along its edge.
"Defensive jutsu, now!"
Danzō could already sense death approaching. The moment Yuhara soared into the sky and activated Susanoo, he felt it.
Facing Susanoo and Yuhara's eerie sword technique, the calm on his face shattered. He screamed hysterically, ordering his Root ninjas to move.
He knew full well that huddling together like this was suicidal, but he didn't dare scatter.
He feared that if they spread out, Yuhara could teleport right next to him using space-time jutsu.
He had to keep up defenses. These Root ninjas had to shield him. They could be replaced—but if he died, it was all over.
Despite being thoroughly shaken by Yuhara's display, the Root ninjas obeyed Danzō's command and began forming hand seals with grim resolve.
"Earth Style: Earth Formation Wall!"
"Water Style: Water Formation Wall!"
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
A barrage of offensive and defensive jutsu exploded from the Root ninjas.
But the chaos of it all made it clear—they had no proper coordination. How could such haphazard attacks possibly threaten Yuhara?
To him, their defensive jutsu might as well have been nothing at all.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Jutsu crashed into Susanoo with deafening roars, but Yuhara cut through the smoke and dropped in front of them like an unstoppable force.
The first sword dance segment bloomed in that instant!
Wind blades exploded from Yuhara's sword edge, slicing through enemy defenses like tissue paper.
The deadly blades then landed on the Root ninjas with zero resistance.
In a blink, those standing at the outer edge were shredded to pieces without even time to scream.
The ground roared as a massive crack tore outward, demolishing everything in its path.
Just one segment of the sword dance, powered by Susanoo, unleashed unimaginable destruction!
"Buzz!"
Yuhara didn't pause for a second. The gore around him was shocking, but he never hesitated against his enemies.
The second segment of the sword dance surged forth, propelled by Susanoo's relentless attacks.
The Root members, already reeling from the first attack, began to mentally break. They were just reserve units—not even full Root operatives.
They might've had strength, but not the mindset for battle.
Some had even been abducted into service by Danzō, never fully brainwashed.
Faced with this massacre, they couldn't keep blindly obeying orders—especially since they didn't even understand Yuhara's space-time powers.
Less than a second of hesitation later, they scattered, trying to find a chance to counterattack.
"Get back here!"
But Danzō, seeing this, flew into a rage. Even knowing that splitting up was smarter, he couldn't accept it.
He roared at the fleeing Root members, but it was already too late.
The second segment of the sword dance was complete. The thick chakra blade unleashed a wave of slicing fury.
Waterfowl Dance was meant for chaotic combat, and Yuhara was now using it on a scattered, unorganized enemy.
His earlier wind blades had torn through them like twigs—and now, using Susanoo, both the scale and power had multiplied insanely.
And the Root ninjas moved too late. Even scattered, they were still within the blade's range!
"BOOM!"
The thunderous blast this time was even louder. Every tree nearby was sliced in half, and buildings crumbled into rubble.
The ground cracked and split, blood spraying along with the remains of shredded Root ninjas.
It was a scene straight out of hell.
"Uchiha Yuhara! I command you to stop!"
From a distance, Hiruzen Sarutobi shouted in anger, rushing to the scene.
Seeing him, Danzō's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he broke from the group and bolted toward Sarutobi.
His body was drenched in blood, though most of it wasn't even his—it came from the Root ninjas who shielded him.
Though wounded by Yuhara's blades and missing an arm, it was those human shields that kept him alive. He survived by sacrificing others.
"You really think you can escape?"
Yuhara didn't even acknowledge Sarutobi. Just like when Sarutobi first approached, Yuhara stared coldly at Danzō's pathetic retreating figure.
He didn't wait for an answer. The third segment of his sword dance erupted.
This wasn't late-game Danzō—Uchiha wasn't wiped out yet, so he hadn't acquired Sharingan.
He hadn't even had the chance to scour the Uchiha archives for Izanagi.
Without Sharingan, he couldn't stabilize the Hashirama cells implanted by Orochimaru.
Those cells were powerful but unstable—only Sharingan users could balance them.
And without them, Danzō couldn't install multiple Sharingan or use Izanagi.
"Damn you! You Konoha traitor—you deserve to die!"
Danzō cursed as the massive sword swung toward him.
With one arm gone, he couldn't form seals. He wanted to use Body Flicker, but his body was too wrecked to pull it off.
Yuhara didn't even glance at the mad Root survivors lunging toward him.
With a heavy swing of Susanoo's blade, the third segment of the Waterfowl Dance—the deadliest of all—detonated.
In an instant, razor-sharp wind blades formed and blasted in all directions, tearing everything apart.
Buildings, trees, even the ground shattered and collapsed.
The remaining Root ninjas were obliterated. Some were ground into dust by the overwhelming force.
And Danzō, surrounded by this horrifying power, silently disintegrated in an instant.