Although this sword had been sealed away for a long time, it had not lost its inherent sharpness.
On the contrary, it seemed to possess a faint sense of sentience.
After Sora spoke, the blade trembled slightly as if it had become excited at the thought of tasting blood again.
After obtaining the weapon he wanted, Sora prepared to leave.
However, he suddenly noticed that one of the hidden compartments did not contain a weapon.
Curious, he walked over to examine it and found several pieces of ore.
They were not very large, but they were definitely sufficient to forge several weapons.
"These should be ores used for forging weapons," Sora muttered while examining them carefully.
"If they were stored here, then they must be extraordinary materials."
He thought about the possibility that the Slaughter Blade might break someday.
If that happened, he could use these ores to forge a weapon that truly matched his own vision.
For now, the Slaughter Blade was already powerful enough for him to use.
However, the future was unpredictable, and having extra preparation meant extra security.
Moreover, Sora still hoped to forge a weapon that perfectly matched his personal fighting style.
Although the Slaughter Blade was excellent, it was not his ideal weapon.
In his view, the best weapon was always the one that suited its user the most.
At the moment, however, his sword techniques were still in their early stages, so the Slaughter Blade was more than sufficient.
When the time came, he would forge a weapon that truly belonged to him.
"Seal!"
After placing the ores into storage and resealing the hidden compartments, Sora quietly left the Senju residence and returned to his hotel just as silently as he had arrived.
After dispelling his Shadow Clone, he drew the Slaughter Blade and began familiarizing himself with its characteristics.
Because his training period in weapon techniques had been short, Tsunade had not taught him traditional swordsmanship.
Instead, she had taught him a brutal method of killing.
Therefore, when Sora wielded the Slaughter Blade, there was no elegant sword style to follow.
Every movement was ruthless and decisive, aimed purely at killing.
"Looks like it will take some time to get used to," Sora said after practicing for an hour.
During that time, he memorized the blade's length, weight, balance, and all of its characteristics.
Understanding every detail about a weapon was essential.
Otherwise, how could one fight with it or use it to kill? Without that understanding, one might as well wait to be killed instead.
Since he had not used a sword for a long time, he naturally felt somewhat unfamiliar with it.
Fortunately, he had the perfect cultivation assistance technique: the Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu.
Sora's main body lay down to rest while ten Shadow Clones continuously practiced swinging the Slaughter Blade, slowly integrating the sword into his natural combat style.
With Sora's current physique, the fatigue caused by the training of ten clones was easy to endure.
Moreover, this training was simply for familiarization, not intense cultivation like when he practiced the Flying Thunder God Technique.
The fatigue was minimal, making it insignificant for him.
The next morning, Sora slung the Slaughter Blade across his back and prepared to leave Konaha.
He believed that his one-night stay in the village was enough to attract the attention of both the Hyuga Clan and Root.
The moment he left Konaha, they would likely make their move.
It was not that they had never considered attacking him inside Konaha.
However, if Sora went on a rampage within the village, the losses would be enormous.
More importantly, his identity had changed.
Anyone with half a brain knew he was Tsunade's disciple, and Konaha was currently hoping Tsunade would return to become Hokage.
Causing trouble for Sora openly would be extremely foolish.
If they planned to act, they would do so secretly without leaving any evidence behind.
Therefore, as long as Sora remained in Konaha, he would remain safe unless he committed some unforgivable crime.
"Hmm?"
Just as Sora was about to leave, he suddenly sensed three powerful auras moving rapidly in a certain direction.
"Kurenai Yuhi… and not just her, but also Kakashi and Asuma Sarutobi."
Sora became curious. For three Jonin to mobilize together meant that their opponent must be extremely dangerous.
Had some trouble appeared in Konaha again?
Quietly, Sora followed them.
Soon, he saw the target.
"Uchiha Itachi… the rogue ninja, and Kisame Hoshigaki, one of Kirigakure's Seven Ninja Swordsmen."
Sora's eyes narrowed with interest.
Among the surviving members of the Uchiha Clan, Itachi was the only one who could truly unleash the full power of the Sharingan.
Compared to him, Sasuke's Sharingan was still far from its peak.
Originally, Sora only intended to watch briefly before leaving. However, his interest was now fully awakened.
Only by constantly confronting powerful opponents could one grow stronger. His battle with Shukaku had already proven that.
The Uchiha Clan had once rivaled the Senju Clan, and their Sharingan Bloodline Limit was legendary.
Yet very few people could truly unleash its full power.
Among the living Uchiha, only Itachi had pushed the Sharingan to such a terrifying level.
Sora was eager to witness it for himself.
Meanwhile, the battle had already begun.
Asuma Sarutobi had engaged Kisame Hoshigaki in combat.
However, Kisame's immense physical strength combined with his strange weapon Samehada quickly placed Asuma at a disadvantage.
At the same time, Kurenai Yuhi arrived and immediately used gengutsu to trap both Itachi and Kisame.
However, Sora clearly saw Itachi's three-tomoe Sharingan spin once. The gengutsu was instantly broken and reflected back at its caster.
When a gengutsu is broken or reflected, the user suffers backlash, and the stronger the gengutsu, the stronger the backlash becomes.
A thin line of blood slowly ran down the corner of Kurenai Yuhi's mouth.
Combined with her beautiful face, the sight gave her a tragically graceful appearance that could easily stir sympathy in others.
"Release!"
However, Kurenai Yuhi was far from weak.
After suffering the backlash, she immediately released the gengutsu and crouched down to avoid Itachi's assassination strike.
But Itachi's Sharingan had already predicted her movements. As she crouched, he delivered a powerful kick toward her.
Kurenai raised her bandaged arms to block, but the hurried defense could not withstand Itachi's taijutsu.
The impact sent her flying backward toward the river.
Just as she was about to fall into the water, a figure suddenly appeared and caught her.
At the same moment, a powerful kick erupted from the river's surface, striking toward Itachi and forcing him backward before he could finish his attack.
"Substitution Jutsu!"
Itachi's expression changed slightly as his Sharingan contracted. The body he had struck instantly turned into a wooden log.
"Gengutsu will not work against Uchiha Itachi because the Sharingan greatly amplifies his gengutsu abilities," Sora said calmly.
He had intervened at the critical moment.
Part of the reason was that he had some appreciation for this woman. After all, she was Hinata's teacher, and he could not simply watch her die.
But the real reason was simple. He wanted to fight Uchiha Itachi.
"Why are you here interfering?" Kurenai Yuhi asked with a faint blush on her face.
Being held like this by Sora made her feel slightly embarrassed, but she was still grateful for his help in saving her life.
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