"Cough… cough…"
Accompanied by a burst of violent coughing, fragments began falling from Sasori's body.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, finally suppressing the churning chaos within his chest.
So strong… If not for the Sand Armor protecting me, my internal organs would've been completely shattered… As expected, a pure flesh-and-blood body is still too fragile.
He tried to stand—
But quickly realized that multiple joints throughout his body had been dislocated or broken.
At that moment—
Footsteps stopped in front of him.
Uchiha Yuan stood there, looking down at him.
"Red Sand Sasori… is that all? How weak."
A flicker of viciousness flashed across Sasori's face.
Yet—
His puppet army had been utterly crushed, unable to withstand even a single exchange.
In just a few breaths, everything had been destroyed.
No matter how unwilling he felt—
He couldn't refute it.
"The name Konoha's Ferocious Tiger…"
"I'll remember it."
Sasori said coldly.
Yuan tilted his head, a mocking smile on his face.
"You may stand at the peak among puppet masters…"
"But in my eyes, no matter how strong a puppet master is, they can only bully ordinary shinobi."
"Before true power—"
"You're nothing but trash."
"Your puppets? Like paper."
"Honestly disappointing. I didn't even break a sweat destroying your entire army."
Sasori's breathing grew heavier.
But he forcibly suppressed his anger.
"I admit… I was defeated."
"But I haven't lost!"
In the next instant—
His body suddenly shot upward into the air.
Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
From Sasori's limp, unnatural limbs, it was obvious—
His joints were already broken.
Careless… As expected of Sasori—he's turned his own body into a puppet, using chakra threads to control his joints.
Yuan looked up.
Sure enough—
Fine chakra threads connected Sasori's limbs, forcibly manipulating his movements.
At that moment—
Sasori's chest suddenly opened.
A black projectile shot out.
BOOM!
It exploded midair—
Thick, dark green poisonous mist erupted outward, instantly engulfing a radius of hundreds of meters.
The surrounding trees visibly withered and decayed at a terrifying speed.
The toxicity—
Was horrifying.
Sasori landed atop a tree, looking down at the mist-covered battlefield with a faint smile.
This—
Was his final trump card.
The poison within that mist was meticulously refined by him.
He believed—
No one in the shinobi world could survive it.
But then—
His expression suddenly changed.
An uncontrollable sense of dread surged from the depths of his heart.
From within the poisonous fog—
A vast, overwhelming pressure suddenly erupted.
This chakra… it surpasses even the One-Tail… That Uchiha is a true monster!
For the first time—
Shock appeared on Sasori's usually calm face.
Then—
A pillar of golden light burst upward from the center of the mist.
And within it—
A colossal figure emerged.
A golden phantom, tens of meters tall.
Only its upper body was visible—
Its face indistinct—
Yet it radiated an indescribable, divine majesty.
Before it—
Even the village's Shukaku felt insignificant.
What… is this…?!
Sasori stared in stunned disbelief at the godlike figure.
Suddenly—
His expression shifted again.
I remember…
The village records mention that the one known as the "Shura of the Shinobi World"—
Madara Uchiha
—also possessed the power to summon a terrifying giant…
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