In the underground palace, after half a day of fierce fighting, the battle here was nearing its end.
"Huff, huff."
The Burnt Scar Man bent over, gripping his spear, his chest heaving like a bellows, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.
He looked at Number One not far away, the anger on his face long since replaced by astonishment; he hadn't expected the other party to possess such strength at such a young age.
Because his Ninjutsu and Genjutsu were not outstanding, he had put a lot of effort into his Taijutsu, adding various weights to his body as if his life depended on it.
He could confidently say that even a typical Jonin from the Five Great Villages would be suppressed by him in terms of Taijutsu.
Yet, the other party looked like a mere youth; although his Taijutsu still had a slight gap compared to his own, the immense power in his punches and kicks truly made him wary.
"Come on, why are you resting?"
Number One swung the long blade in his hand twice, looking at the other party, breathing slightly.
Compared to the other party, Number One's condition was clearly much better; after all, compared to a Shadow Clone, an Ice Clone was significantly more durable, and after fighting for so long, he was still full of vigor.
"This guy…"
The Burnt Scar Man gritted his teeth, looking at Number One, then glanced out of the corner of his eye at the nearby area.
He saw that all the cultists from his organization had fallen, their bodies charred black, electric arcs constantly flickering over them, their eyes either closed or open, all signs of life extinguished.
And amidst these corpses, Number Two was slowly walking towards them, gripping the light saber in his hand, his face full of ease and contentment; it seemed these guys hadn't posed any threat to him at all.
"Tsk, what's going on?"
Number Two walked closer, looking at the Burnt Scar Man who was still standing there, and scoffed.
"Such a weak guy, and you still haven't dealt with him after half a day. How embarrassing."
"What did you say?!"
Hearing this, both of their faces darkened instantly; Number One merely rolled his Byakugan, while the Burnt Scar Man opposite him raised his spear and pointed it at Number Two, shouting.
"You bastard, who are you calling weak?!"
"In this place, who else but you?"
Just as the two were arguing, a nearby door was pushed open, the sound causing the few people present to turn their heads and look.
Then they saw Ren emerge from the long corridor, accompanied by a disheveled, sullen-faced silver-haired youth.
"Hmm, you haven't finished fighting yet?"
Looking at the scene before him, Ren tilted his head, speaking with some confusion.
In his opinion, given their strength, such a long time would be more than enough to even cremate the enemies. Looking at the current situation, could it be that this remaining guy was very strong?
"Perfect."
Ren seemed to remember something, looked at the two, and nodded.
"Let's go together. Capture him alive and get some intelligence."
"Mm. X2"
The two did not hesitate, directly agreeing, and then the three instantly disappeared from their original spots, which immediately stunned Hidan.
And at this moment, the Burnt Scar Man hadn't even reacted when he saw the few people disappear; in an instant, three figures surrounded him, and several punches and kicks, carrying strong winds, whistled towards him!
"Damn it!"
The ambushed Burnt Scar Man immediately became flustered; just as he was about to retreat, he found himself already surrounded, with nowhere to escape.
In his urgency, he could only pull out several Kunai and Shuriken from his body and throw them at Number One and Number Two, then raised the spear in his hand and thrust it directly towards Ren's chest!
Seeing the other party attack him, Ren's face showed a hint of mockery; immediately, a large amount of Chakra surged from his right arm, covering it and solidifying into a giant palm, which he casually raised to grasp the spear, preventing it from advancing further.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, the Burnt Scar Man's pupils immediately constricted; no matter how hard he pulled, his spear wouldn't budge, and just as he was exerting force, the other two also knocked away the projectiles and rushed closer.
Number One raised his leg, kicking towards the other party's right knee while his mouth slightly opened, and a water needle silently flew out.
Noticing the movement behind him, the Burnt Scar Man was about to dodge, but before he could lift his leg, a sharp pain suddenly came from his left leg, followed by an instant spread of numbness.
His dodging motion paused, and the next moment, a huge force came from behind his right leg, instantly causing his knee to buckle.
Just as he was about to reach for his waist, a pair of hands suddenly extended from behind, then gripped his left arm and twisted it forcefully!
"Mm!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of bone cracking, the Burnt Scar Man immediately let out a cold snort, but unwilling to sit idly by, he continued to reach for his waist with his right hand, a ruthless expression on his face.
And just as his right hand reached his waist, a giant red palm slapped down, and the moment it touched his arm, it slapped it away; strangely, the force was not very great.
And in the next moment, large amounts of coral began to appear on the Burnt Scar Man's opened arm, rapidly spreading around, quickly encasing his entire right arm, rendering it immobile.
In the blink of an eye, the Burnt Scar Man's four limbs were incapacitated, leaving him with no power to resist.
"So… so impressive."
However, the series of actions by the three left Hidan, who was not far away, dumbfounded.
He had seen the Burnt Scar Man when he was first brought here; at that time, a child tried to escape and was immediately impaled through the heart by him as a sacrifice to the so-called Lord Jashin, which immediately made Hidan, who had been somewhat restless and planning to escape, settle down.
He hadn't expected that a master, whom he considered no different from a Jonin, would be taken down by the three in a single round. This immediately put Hidan, who had been worried about whether he could escape, at ease.
"Nice weapon."
Ren played with the spear in his hand a couple of times, then shrunk it and put it away, while beside him, Number One had already sealed the opponent's Chakra with Sealing Jutsu; now, he couldn't even perform the most basic Three Body Jutsu.
As for Number Two, he pulled out a piece of ragged cloth from who knows where and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth to prevent him from committing suicide, then used the ropes he carried with him, along with Number One, to tie the opponent up tightly.
This series of practiced movements sent a chill down Hidan's spine.
It was one thing that these guys looked alike, but their working style was so uniform; they truly seemed to be cast from the same mold.
"What a twisted organization…"
Looking at the hall strewn with corpses, Ren couldn't help but sigh, then walked up to the Burnt Scar Man, who was tied up tightly and glaring, and cast a Genjutsu on him.
As the other party's eyes became dull, Ren removed the rag from his mouth and began to quietly listen to his statements.
Several minutes later, Ren swung a Kunai to finish off the other party, then looked up at Number One, who was walking over from the stone throne, and nodded.
"How was it?"
Number One tossed the scroll in his hand, a smile on his face, and said softly.
"A good haul."