Truth be told, Ning Feng normally didn't concern himself much with matters like Kumogakure or Kirigakure coveting the Hyūga clan.
Even when it came to ANBU missions, he carried them out primarily to strengthen himself.
But now—
Two major hidden villages were actually setting their sights on the Uchiha clan!?
They dared to covet the Uchiha clan's dōjutsu!?
Then they would first have to ask Uchiha Peak whether he agreed or not!
Ever since he had descended into the Uchiha clan, everything he had felt from them was warmth—familial affection, genuine care.
What was more, he had already become the young clan head of the Uchiha. In the future, the position of clan head would inevitably be his.
Targeting the Uchiha clan was no different from harming his own subordinates!
Of course, Ning Feng also knew that villages like Kirigakure and Kumogakure had long coveted dōjutsu clans. For instance, Kirigakure's upper echelon ninja Ao possessed a Byakugan that had been stolen from the Hyūga clan.
"Peak, go. Leave things here to me."
Just as anger surged within Ning Feng, Uchiha Itachi suddenly patted him on the shoulder and gave him a knowing look.
If this had been the past, Itachi might still have worried about Ning Feng's safety. But ever since their infiltration mission in Amegakure, that concern had largely vanished.
Kakashi said nothing, but his eyes spoke volumes.
As for Sarutobi Shinnosuke, after secretly glancing at Ning Feng, he deliberately lowered his head, pretending he had never seen him at all—silently allowing him to leave.
After all, once ANBU members received orders, they were supposed to follow high command strictly and complete the mission without deviation.
They didn't want to restrict Ning Feng. If something truly went wrong, regret would come far too late.
Whoosh!
Ning Feng vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.
Watching the remnants of his departure, Kakashi and Uchiha Itachi were both inwardly shocked.
"So fast…"
They had already witnessed Ning Feng's Flying Thunder God speed before, but in just a few short days, his strength had risen yet again!?
When Ning Feng opened his eyes once more, he found himself standing right in front of the Uchiha compound.
At this moment, Konoha still looked as peaceful as ever. Villagers wore smiles on their faces, bustling about cheerfully, completely unaware that a crisis was already closing in.
Relying on his powerful Sharingan, Ning Feng immediately noticed several squads—made up of more than a dozen Kumogakure chūnin and Kirigakure chūnin—rapidly advancing from the nearby forest.
Behind these chūnin, at a certain distance, were roughly ten Kumogakure jōnin, trailing behind as if they were observing something.
Ning Feng wasn't stupid.
He could tell at a glance that the chūnin at the front were nothing more than cannon fodder and bait, meant to gather combat intelligence for the jōnin behind them.
In fact, Konoha's standard four-man cell formation worked on a similar principle—
Three weaker ninjas to probe the enemy, and one mature ninja to appear as the reaper and clean up the battlefield.
Before these Cloud and Mist ninjas could reach the Uchiha compound, Ning Feng flashed forward and appeared at the edge of the dense forest.
It was clear that he had already left behind Flying Thunder God formulas here, allowing him to enter and exit the battlefield at will.
Taking advantage of the enemy's approach, Ning Feng quickly produced strands of chakra wire linked with explosive tags and discreetly set them up in spots the enemy wouldn't notice. Some were even decoy trigger lines,真假难辨.
This time, Ning Feng's movements were even faster than during the previous Mist ambush on Kushina.
In no time at all, thirty to forty explosive tags had been placed.
After that, Ning Feng pulled out handfuls of kunai from his waist and carved Flying Thunder God formulas onto each one, ensuring that every single kunai carried a mark—no room for error whatsoever.
This was the first time Ning Feng would be facing so many chūnin and jōnin on his own. Preparation had to be flawless and absolutely safe.
Just as he was checking everything—
Suddenly, one chakra wire twitched.
The leading Kumogakure chūnin didn't even have time to react before the explosive tags on both sides detonated, blasting him into flying fragments. He died instantly.
The sudden change caused the expressions of the dozen or so Kumogakure chūnin at the front to shift dramatically. They hadn't expected someone to have noticed them so early.
Taking advantage of the close distance, Ning Feng quickly assessed them.
These Kumogakure chūnin were generally around Level 35, while the jōnin behind them were mostly Level 45, with squad leaders reaching Level 50.
All of them were extremely tough opponents.
"Ninjutsu: Hidden Mist Technique!"
Seizing the moment of panic, Ning Feng rapidly formed hand seals.
In an instant, the previously clear forest was engulfed in thick fog, completely stealing everyone's vision.
The next second, with a flick of his wrist, countless kunai engraved with Flying Thunder God formulas scattered throughout every corner of the forest.
"B-be careful! It's the Flying Thunder God Technique!"
"The enemy has powerful instant-movement abilities and can launch attacks at any moment!"
As expected of Kumogakure chūnin—their combat experience was vast, far surpassing that of genin.
Several of them immediately shared intelligence, warning their companions to stay vigilant of every corner where a kunai might appear, terrified of becoming a blade's next victim.
Unfortunately for them, they had no idea—
This was merely Ning Feng's smokescreen.
"Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"
Ning Feng formed seals once more, and his shadow clones instantly rushed toward the Kumogakure chūnin at high speed.
Meanwhile, Ning Feng's true body remained hidden deep within the fog, never once making a move.
Far away, the Kumogakure jōnin—who had sent the chūnin ahead as expendable bait—huddled together, staring intently into the mist.
"Judging from the chūnin's reaction just now, the attacker knows the Hidden Mist Technique and also possesses space–time ninjutsu like the Flying Thunder God."
"From this, we can roughly infer that he's an agility-type ninja. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Uchiha Peak of the Uchiha clan."
"And his space–time ninjutsu won't be able to fully发挥 its advantage in cramped terrain."
"So our tactic should be to fight in narrow spaces. That way, no matter where he uses Flying Thunder God to escape to, he'll still be confined."
"And the instant he launches an attack—that will be his opening!"
As expected of jōnin—within mere seconds, they had devised a counter-strategy.
Unfortunately—
Before they could even begin executing it, a calm voice suddenly echoed through the mist:
"Wind Release: Taiji Rasengan!"
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