Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality

The Third Kazekage spoke angrily, his expression dark as the scene before him confirmed their attack had failed.

At that moment, the sound of clapping echoed across the battlefield.

"To die under a combined assault from the Third Kazekage and the Third Mizukage... well, at least he upheld the honor of being a Kage," Hui said casually, his tone carrying a hint of mockery that made the remaining Kage's faces grow even darker.

Such ridicule was truly infuriating!

"Hui, we acknowledge your strength. We're fully aware that this isn't even close to your strongest state. There's no need for you to keep hiding your true power. Since you accepted our challenge, fight us at your peak.

"Let us die knowing we fell to the strength of someone worthy of being called a god," the Third Mizukage demanded, his gaze fixed firmly on Hui.

After the deaths of the Third Tsuchikage and the Third Raikage, the Mizukage realized that Hui had never truly gone all out, perhaps not even fought seriously.

But their own strength was waning, their chakra and life force dwindling.

Hearing this, Hui paused, then a faint smile curved his lips.

"You've noticed, huh? But it seems your time is nearly up, isn't it? Very well, I'll grant your wish and let you die facing my strongest form."

He decided to send off the two Kage properly.

With that, he muttered, "Celestial Eye—Release."

Since he intended to use his full strength, Hui released the suppression he had placed on his eyes.

Immediately, his eyes transformed.

Within them appeared mysterious patterns, shimmering with dazzling light. A profound, enchanting aura emanated from his gaze, imbued with a Dao-like rhythm that seemed to resonate with the universe itself.

In just an instant, what had been ordinary eyes turned into something extraordinary, an existence of beauty and mystery unparalleled in this world. The Third Kazekage and Third Mizukage were momentarily captivated, unable to tear their eyes away.

But then they both gasped audibly, their expressions changing.

From those eyes, they felt an unfathomable power, one that brought with it the crushing pressure of inevitable death.

As this suffocating sensation washed over them, Hui smiled.

"You remind me of someone," he said. "But I'd rather not mention who they are."

Then, as if lost in a memory, he added, "If it's all-out effort you want, then I'll take this as seriously as that time."

The next moment, silver-white lightning enveloped Hui's body.

The lightning condensed into a magnificent long coat, shining silver with dragons of lightning coursing across its surface, their radiant forms flickering and flashing.

Wearing this coat of lightning, Hui appeared like the embodiment of a thunder god. Anyone who saw him, be it the ancient Ōtsutsuki Isshiki or the two Kage now standing before him, would instinctively think the same.

This was Silver Lightning Mode, one of Hui's most powerful forms.

"This is close to the extent of my strength," Hui said calmly, his voice resonating with an air of divinity. "Now, behold the power of a god."

The Third Kazekage and the Third Mizukage stared at him in stunned silence, their expressions filled with disbelief and helplessness.

And then, in a flash, Hui vanished.

When he reappeared—

Squelch!

The sickening sound of flesh being pierced rang out. Hui's hands had already plunged into the hearts of the Third Kazekage and the Third Mizukage.

Their eyes widened in shock, disbelief etched onto their faces. They hadn't even comprehended what had happened before their hearts were fatally pierced.

Blood spurted from the Mizukage's mouth. As the disbelief faded from his eyes, a faint smile emerged on his lips.

"Truly befitting the power of a god... such overwhelming and despair-inducing strength," he murmured, marveling at Hui's power even in his final moments.

"So from the very beginning, you weren't even trying..." the Third Kazekage muttered bitterly, his heart filled with despair. Accepting this truth was more painful than the fatal blow itself.

"After all, you are Kage. It wouldn't have been fair to kill you without at least giving you the chance to display your strength," Hui replied nonchalantly as he slowly withdrew his bloodied hands from their chests.

Both Kage's bodies crumpled to the ground, lifeless, their expressions frozen in a mix of awe and regret.

And just like that, two more legendary figures fell before the might of Hui.

As Hui withdrew his hands, the remaining life force of the two Kage rapidly dissipated.

Their bodies were already in a state of overexertion, burning through their life force just to maintain their strength. Now, with their hearts pierced, their vitality drained away like a flood breaching a dam.

They were at the brink of death.

"Heh… truly a despairing fate," the Third Kazekage muttered.

He wanted nothing more than to unleash one final burst of power to take Hui down with him. But he couldn't. His life force was already like a flickering candle, barely holding on, and any further exertion would extinguish it entirely.

"I mentioned this to the Third Raikage earlier, I admire you all," Hui said. "Even now, I feel the same.

"Unfortunately, in this timeline, we are not destined to fight side by side. Farewell, Third Kazekage and Third Mizukage."

With those words, Hui fully withdrew his hands from their bodies.

The Third Mizukage managed a faint smile, while the Third Kazekage's face remained grim. Regardless, both of them collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

Their deaths marked the end of an era in the ninja world. Only one Third-generation Kage remained: Hui himself.

Once, Hui had personally killed the Second Raikage, the Second Kazekage, the Second Tsuchikage, and the Second Mizukage.

And now, he had similarly ended the lives of the Third Raikage, the Third Kazekage, the Third Tsuchikage, and the Third Mizukage.

It was a strange, almost poetic cycle.

Meanwhile, the deaths of the Third Kazekage and Third Mizukage sent shockwaves through the battlefield. Everyone present felt a chilling weight settle in their hearts.

Four Kage, leaders of the four great ninja villages, had fallen.

"And now, only you remain," Hui said calmly, his gaze shifting to Mifune, who had remained on the sidelines like a shadow.

Those words made Mifune freeze in place.

But he quickly adjusted himself, suppressing the fear in his heart.

"Very well. Let me experience your strength for myself," Mifune said, his voice steady and his gaze firm.

He knew he wasn't Hui's match.

In fact, he knew he wasn't even on the level of the four Kage who had just been defeated.

Still, he raised his katana and pointed it at Hui, assuming a ready stance, fully prepared to strike.

"Since you've chosen to use a sword, I'll use one as well," Hui said.

A sword materialized in his hand, its tip aimed at Mifune.

This would be a duel between samurai.

The two stood still, each focusing intently, waiting for the perfect moment. Both were searching for an opening in the other's stance.

Hui, however, remained calm and relaxed throughout, while Mifune began to sweat, beads forming on his brow as he struggled under the immense pressure.

Facing Hui directly, Mifune could feel the overwhelming terror radiating from him.

It was like staring into an abyss or gazing at the vastness of the stars, an immeasurable, incomprehensible power that left him breathless.

Hui's presence was utterly flawless, without the slightest hint of a weakness or an opening. He stood there, a perfect and unassailable figure, and this perfection terrified Mifune to his core.

For a fleeting moment, the thought of surrender crept into Mifune's mind.

But he crushed that impulse, forcing himself to focus entirely on his blade. He immersed himself fully in his weapon, achieving a state of harmony between man and sword.

If this were any other time, such a breakthrough would have thrilled him.

But now, there was only one thought in his mind: to bring his blade down upon the enemy before him.

A faint breeze seemed to stir, and Mifune moved.

His body surged forward, his katana charging with power, condensing all his strength into one final, decisive slash.

Hui, meanwhile, stood still, watching Mifune approach. His eyes, as vast and profound as the night sky, analyzed every detail of Mifune's movements.

The difference between them was simply too great, an insurmountable gap that no sudden breakthrough could bridge.

There was only one possible outcome.

As their blades flashed in a single, dazzling arc of light, Mifune's body froze.

"You truly are... worthy of being called... a god," Mifune said, his voice weak as he uttered the last words of his life.

Then he fell to the ground, lifeless.

Mifune was dead.

With that, all five who had dared to challenge Mochizuki Hui perished by his hands.

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