Booming sounds filled the air as the ground shook violently. The massive Eight-Tails launched another attack.
Having just absorbed a significant amount of chakra, Gensou didn't pay much attention to the approaching Eight-Tails.
Ordinary ninjas would fear the colossal tailed beasts, whose thick hides rendered most jutsu as mere scratches. But for someone at his level, Gensou had plenty of ways to deal with such entities.
Nevertheless, compared to the thick-skinned tailed beasts, Gensou's primary target remained the Fourth Raikage. If he had promised a grand entrance with flowers and applause, he intended to deliver.
The blood of the cloud ninjas had already transformed into the most vibrant flowers; now, only the Fourth Raikage remained.
Moreover, it was time to conclude the battle swiftly. Feeling the pain from various parts of his body and seeing the black cloak stained with his blood, Gensou, having had his fill of excitement, decided to finish the fight.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground was pounded into craters one after another. With the help of the Eight-Tails, the Fourth Raikage A, aware of Gensou's deteriorating state but still reckless, continued to engage in head-on clashes.
Finally, after yet another blow from the Eight-Tails' tentacle, aided by Gensou's counterforce, the dust stirred more intensely than ever. The Fourth Raikage, undeterred, charged forward once more.
Amidst the thick yellow dust that partially obscured his vision, the Fourth Raikage A aimed another precise punch at Gensou's head.
As before, Gensou caught the Fourth Raikage A's incoming punch with one hand and thrust his other hand forward. The Fourth Raikage A was ready to intercept it.
Suddenly!
Gensou's palm flipped, and a black rod extended from his hand, piercing through the Fourth Raikage's palm and continuing to pierce his chest before he could react.
The Fourth Raikage A coughed up blood, his face filled with disbelief.
"What... What is this thing?"
His expression stemmed not only from the unexpected black rod but also from the disruption of his chakra at the pierced areas, rendering them temporarily unusable. This worsened his already dire situation.
Gensou didn't bother explaining. Leaving the black rod impaled through A's hand and chest, he released it and moved his hand again, producing another black rod. He held it and aimed it directly at A's chest.
Black rods were elementary manifestations of Yin-Yang Release. Unlike Pain, who could mass-produce black rods thanks to the Rinnegan, Gensou found that his understanding of Yin-Yang Release had deepened after experiencing death and resurrection.
Although he hadn't reached the level of creating and animating beings from nothing, he could now produce black rods, a basic application of Yin-Yang Release.
Using this for the first time, Gensou had caught the Fourth Raikage A off guard and inflicted severe damage.
Everything happened too quickly. Covered by the swirling dust, Killer Bee hadn't noticed his brother's plight. When he saw the second black rod coming at A without any respite, A's pupils constricted. With his chakra in disarray and both hands impaled, he managed to raise his other hand just in time.
Splat!
Blood splattered. In the next instant, both of A's hands were impaled by the black rods. With both hands disabled, A had no fight left in him.
Gensou extended his other hand. Amidst the dazzling lightning, the sound of a thousand birds chirping filled the air.
"Big Brother!"
Finally realizing something was wrong, Killer Bee swung an octopus tentacle towards Gensou. The severely wounded Fourth Raikage A, unable to speak, retreated rapidly.
Gensou moved even faster. With a flash of lightning, he severed the incoming tentacle and continued his charge.
The Fourth Raikage remained calm, quickly making a decision. Time seemed to rewind as a severed arm flew into the air. Gensou looked up and saw an octopus tentacle whisking away the severed arm and A.
"Chidori Senbon"
Gensou waved his hand, and countless lightning chakra needles shot out, quickly catching up to A. In an instant, blood poured from A's body like a gory fountain.
Gensou was about to continue his pursuit when the Eight-Tails, having thrown A far away, rapidly formed multiple small Tailed Beast Bombs in its mouth.
A barrage of mini Tailed Beast Bombs!
Dozens of mini Tailed Beast Bombs shot towards Gensou. Unlike before, these small bombs detonated before reaching him, having learned from previous experience.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The intense explosions created wave after wave of powerful shockwaves, forcing Gensou to halt. Once the impediments were gone, he looked up again, only to see Killer Bee, now in human form, carrying his severely injured brother far away.
Cough! Cough!
Heavy coughs suddenly erupted from Gensou's mouth. Covering his mouth, he saw his hand drenched in fresh blood.
"Is this my limit?"
In the Battle of the Valley, facing Hashirama's Buddha, he was already heavily wounded. Without his no-seal healing ability, recovery in a short time was nearly impossible. After the intense battle, he had reached his limit.
Standing up straight, Gensou wiped the blood on his black robe. It seemed they had luck on their side.
Watching the two figures rapidly disappear into the distance, he shook his head and chose not to pursue.
Regardless, he had fulfilled his promise at the beginning of the battle.
Gensou looked at the cloud ninjas turned into blooming flowers and the severed arm of the Fourth Raikage A.
With the flowers and applause in place, this grand opening ceremony was complete.
Now, it was time to see how the ninja world would react.
At the end of the Warring States period and the beginning of the village era, alongside Hashirama and Madara, the clan head of the Hagoromo clan, a man who stood on par with gods, the creator of the Battle of the Valley of End that left one Kage dead and another wounded...
That man, previously only mentioned in history and texts, had walked out of the underworld and once again set foot on the grand stage of the current ninja world.
Upon hearing this news, the five great ninja villages and various factions in the ninja world would undoubtedly be "slightly" shocked.
Gensou looked forward to that.
As for secretly resurrecting and avoiding detection, that was never his style. Perhaps that approach suited those destined for greatness, like Madara, who lived in hiding for decades, evolving the Rinnegan and orchestrating numerous plots.
But that wasn't his way. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed so many scumbags for his satisfaction, earning the deep hatred of the world's true rulers, the daimyo and nobles, who used their power and influence to mobilize the five great ninja villages.
It could be said that those people contributed significantly to the Battle of the Valley of End.
People, after all, remain youthful at heart even until death. Despite the severe beating, Gensou didn't want to change his mindset. After all, it wasn't him who was wrong; it was the world.
Moreover...
It's not me who should tremble.
It's the world!!!
(End of Chapter)