The body sprawled on the bloody ground was the size of a boy aged thirteen or fourteen.
Completely naked, without distinguishable gender organs, it only retained the appearance of a human boy.
Therefore, it wouldn't be wrong to see him as a male human.
The boy sat up from the sandy ground, not standing immediately, but first lowered his head and pondered:
"Why can't I ever die? This body is truly bothersome, just a little more, and I would have died..."
Although he found it troublesome, he slowly crawled up from the sandy ground after a moment of self-reproach.
He stood there, his white, tousled hair swaying in the wind, his naked body allowing the gazes around to fall on him, yet feeling not a hint of shame or unease.
Those eyes, red as blood, bore neither the innocence nor the savage thirst of a beast, only the calmness of a placid heart.
Spotless and pure.
"What exactly are you...?"
Sarutobi Ryu stared intently at the white-haired boy's face, a face somewhat resembling the child from before, or perhaps the child grown up.
His heart was filled with bitterness, wondering what exactly his group had just been fighting.
Was this guy truly human?
The white-haired boy did not answer, merely gave Sarutobi Ryu a glance.
"Retreat!"
His throat rolled as Sarutobi Ryu, for some reason, suddenly began trembling, struggling to utter the word.
However, just as Sarutobi Ryu prepared to retreat, his vision blurred, and he instinctively raised his arm, thrusting the Blood Spear in his hand forward.
The white-haired boy sidestepped, letting the Blood Spear graze past his ear, then grasped Sarutobi Ryu's wrist, forcing it down.
"Ah!"
Sarutobi Ryu screamed in pain.
His wrist broke open, and the Blood Spear fell to the sandy ground with it.
"Ryu!"
Sarutobi Linko, witnessing this scene, swiftly swung her Ninja Blade, while the Konoha Jonin on the other side quickly reacted, slashing a Kunai towards the white-haired boy's body.
The white-haired boy's blood-red eyes flashed with light as Natural Energy surged from within.
An invisible wave that shook the air twisted the bodies of the three into unnatural angles, instantly sending them flying.
The three appeared like puppets, limbs spread open in the air, their bodies powerless as they fell onto the sandy ground, crying out in pain, unable to even muster the strength to stand.
"Chief! Deputy Chief!"
The Anbu maintaining the Four Violet Flames Formation around them also became directly unsettled.
They immediately withdrew the barrier, letting the purple curtain dissolve in the air, rushing in to provide support.
The white-haired boy glanced at these individuals, lowered his head to look at the Blood Spear Sarutobi Ryu had dropped on the ground, and without directly touching it with his hand, he extended his right arm, grasping at the void as if summoning something.
From a distance, bandages decorated with painted eyeballs flew towards him, wrapping around his body like a living thing, draping over him like clothing to cover the exposed skin, and even his hands were wrapped with a layer of bandages.
After completing this, the white-haired boy bent down and grasped the Blood Spear in his hand.
Feeling the weight it brought to his hand, the white-haired boy did not hesitate, his figure flickered, rushing towards where Sarutobi Ryu and Sarutobi Linko were.
"Wind Style: Wind Cutting Jutsu!"
An Anbu immediately performed a Ninja Technique, conjuring a Wind Blade to slash towards the white-haired boy's body.
The other three Anbu also made their moves, throwing Explosive Kunai in their hands.
A white light flashed in the white-haired boy's blood-red eyes, and the shockwaves traveled through the air from his feet, causing the air to visibly warp.
Bang!
His figure vanished from before the eyes of the four Anbu.
Screams erupted from behind.
The four Anbu were startled, turning their heads immediately, witnessing the white-haired boy plunging the Blood Spear into Sarutobi Ryu's body.
The white-haired boy turned, withdrew the Blood Spear from Sarutobi Ryu's body, and looked at Sarutobi Linko, who was also left with merely her last breath beside him, with an extremely indifferent gaze.
"Stop!"
The four Anbu moved up again to intervene, their eyes burning with fury.
The white-haired boy, without a sidelong glance, drove the Blood Spear down in his hand.
Blood sprayed forth, and Sarutobi Linko's body trembled slightly, no longer moving.
"How is this possible..."
The four Anbu couldn't believe it, their Ninja Blades undoubtedly stabbed into the white-haired boy, wanting to use this method to halt his actions.
However, to their surprise, the moment their blades contacted the bandages adorned with countless eyeballs on the white-haired boy, it was like stabbing into some hard object, emitting clinking sounds, unable to penetrate further, helplessly witnessing Sarutobi Linko being speared to death.
The white-haired boy's eyes moved, gaze landing on the Anbu attacking his body.
"Do you also wish to kill me?"
Upon hearing this, chills ran down the spines of the four Anbu.
Immune to Ninja Techniques and Illusion Techniques, possessing an Immortal Body, now draped with strange cloth strips, rendering themselves Invulnerable, erasing even the final weakness...
This monster, surpassing ninja common sense, can they truly be defeated with just them?
The answer is no!
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In the distance, Jiraiya naturally noticed the situation on the other side, but before he acted, the figure of Hakushi suddenly appeared before him, narrowly avoiding the attack of a Chakra Scalpel.
The Shadow Blade of the Shadow Dancer promptly followed, but Fukasaku Sage immediately spit out a water blade from his mouth, intercepting the Shadow Blade.