Free Web NovelChapter 247: Ch-247 Instant Suppression.
As soon as Chukichi, the sensory ninja of Akatsuki’s surprise attack division, felt the huge pressure and overwhelming presence of Inoiki’s chakra in the sky, he immediately informed his teammates—Deidara, Sasori, and Shin. There was a sharp urgency in his voice as he told them to look up.
The three of them raised their heads toward the sky.
The moment Deidara and Sasori saw the figure above, both of their expressions darkened. It was someone they would definitely never want to meet again, yet at the same time, it was someone they desperately wanted to defeat, because this person was the main reason for their deaths.
A cold breeze passed through the battlefield as Deidara narrowed his eyes.
In a solemn tone, he said, "What is he doing here?"
Shin, Sai’s brother, immediately turned toward Deidara as soon as he heard those words.
"Do you know him?" Shin asked.
Chukichi also joined in from the side, his expression tense.
"Who is he?"
For a brief moment, Sasori remained silent as he looked at the figure in the sky. Even from this far away, Inoiki’s chakra felt suffocating, like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone below.
Then Sasori finally answered them.
"He is Inoiki Yamanaka from the Yamanaka clan of Konoha," Sasori said in a calm but serious tone. "And I don’t know... most probably, right now, he must be considered the strongest ninja in the world. He is just that strong."
As soon as Shin and Chukichi heard this, both of them were shocked.
After all, Sasori and Deidara themselves were very powerful—far more powerful than ordinary Jonins of any major village. They were monsters in their own right, shinobi whose names alone could terrify countless people.
And yet, here they were, speaking about Inoiki as someone far stronger than themselves, maybe even the strongest person in the entire world.
That was definitely shocking for them.
For a brief second, neither Shin nor Chukichi said anything. They simply stared at the figure in the sky, feeling the crushing pressure of Inoiki’s chakra pressing down on them.
Just what kind of monster is this person...?
Deidara said in a serious tone, "You all be careful. His attacks are very versatile. He is not only adept in long-range battles, but he can fight just as well in close-range battles too."
There was a visible tension on Deidara’s face as he spoke. Unlike before, there was no arrogance or carelessness in his voice. He knew very well what kind of monster Inoiki was.
On the other side, after saving Muta, Inoiki looked toward the Akatsuki surprise attack division, and his eyes quickly fell on Deidara and Sasori, who were standing side by side.
Deidara was standing on his explosive clay bird, floating in the air, while Sasori stood just beside the clay bird. Chukichi and Shin were nearby as well, all four of them looking toward Inoiki with tense expressions.
High in the sky, with the wind blowing past his clothes and hair, Inoiki looked down at them coldly.
"If you both were my friends, then I would have loved to say it is nice to see you all," Inoiki said. "But you all, who should have been dead and would be better dead, are now alive and trying to disrupt the order of the world."
There was not even a hint of anger in his voice. His tone was calm, almost indifferent, as if he was simply stating a fact.
Then Inoiki took a small pause.
In the next moment, he spoke again in a normal tone, as if he was talking about something casual.
"All four of you, be on your way and be honestly sealed."
The moment he finished speaking, he controlled the giant sword he had been standing on with his psychokinesis.
The giant sword suddenly moved.
No, it did not simply move—it dashed forward through the air at an incredible speed, cutting through the sky like a streak of silver light as it headed straight toward the Akatsuki surprise attack division.
At the same time, Inoiki himself remained floating in the air, unmoving, his cold eyes fixed on the four of them below.
As the giant sword flew forward, its form suddenly began to change.
The massive blade split apart in midair.
In just a second, the single giant sword transformed into four normal-sized swords.
Each sword gleamed under the light as they spread out in different directions.
Immediately, all four swords targeted the four members of the Akatsuki surprise attack division—Deidara, Sasori, Chukichi, and Shin.
The sharp sound of metal cutting through the air echoed across the battlefield as the swords rushed toward them with deadly speed.
As soon as Deidara heard Inoiki’s words, he found them arrogant.
He could clearly feel that Inoiki did not even put them in his eyes. Inoiki was not even considering them proper opponents. To him, they were nothing more than worthless trash.
The way Inoiki looked down at them from the sky made Deidara’s anger rise immediately.
Deidara clenched his fists, and a vein bulged slightly on his forehead.
"Inoiki, don’t be cocky," Deidara said angrily. "Do you really think that you will be able to easily defeat us? We are now not just some normal human beings. We are technically immortal, and with this, I will show you my best art."
A grin slowly appeared on Deidara’s face.
"Art is an explosion."
As soon as he said this, he immediately sent multiple average pigeon-sized clay birds flying toward the incoming sword that was targeting him.
The small white clay birds rushed through the air one after another, their wings fluttering rapidly as they headed toward Inoiki’s psychokinetically controlled sword.
On the other side, Sasori remained calm.
His fingers moved slightly, and chakra threads extended from them.
He controlled the remaining two members of the infiltration and reconnaissance party who were under his control—Ranka and Tokuma.
Ranka and Tokuma, who were being controlled by Sasori through his chakra threads, moved against their own will toward Inoiki’s psychokinetically controlled sword so they could defend Sasori.
Their bodies moved stiffly and unnaturally, their expressions filled with frustration and helplessness as they were forced forward like puppets.
However, before they could even get close to Inoiki’s sword, something suddenly happened.
Both of their bodies abruptly turned stiff.
It was as if invisible hands had suddenly grabbed hold of them from all sides.
Their feet stopped in place, their arms froze, and even the chakra threads attached to their bodies trembled slightly in the air.
The next moment, both of them realized what had happened.
Rather than panic, smiles appeared on the faces of both Ranka and Tokuma.
Because they knew exactly what this was.
This was Inoiki using his psychokinesis to control their bodies and stop them in their tracks.
For the first time since being controlled by Sasori, both of them felt relieved.
We are saved...
And in the next instant, Inoiki’s sword moved right past Ranka and Tokuma.
As it moved, the sword spiraled through the air like the hand of a clock turning rapidly.
A sharp metallic sound echoed through the battlefield.
In the very next moment, all the chakra threads that Sasori had released from his fingers—which connected him to the bodies of Ranka and Tokuma and allowed him to control them like puppets—were instantly severed.
The nearly invisible threads snapped apart one after another.
Sasori’s fingers twitched slightly, but nothing happened.
He had lost control.
Ranka and Tokuma immediately felt their bodies become their own again. Their stiff expressions relaxed slightly, and both of them quickly stepped back, away from Sasori.
While this was happening on Sasori’s side, simultaneously, Deidara had already released all of those explosive clay birds toward the incoming sword of Inoiki.
He was hoping that the blasts from those explosive clay birds would at least halt the progress of Inoiki’s sword or, at the very least, change its direction.
The clay birds collided with the sword’s path.
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Multiple explosions happened in the sky one after another.
The blasts lit up the air, and the force of the explosions spread in all directions. Thick black smoke quickly filled the sky, covering everything in front of Deidara.
For a brief moment, nothing could be seen inside the smoke.
Then suddenly—
Something shiny tore through the thick black smoke.
It was Inoiki’s sword.
The blade emerged from the smoke at full speed, completely unharmed, without even a single scratch on it.
It had not slowed down.
It had not changed its trajectory even slightly.
Under Inoiki’s psychokinetic control, the sword remained as stable as a large rock standing against a powerful storm.
Those explosions had done absolutely nothing to it.
Deidara’s eyes widened the moment he saw the sword come out of the smoke.
Before he could react further, the sword had already reached him.
Crackling lightning suddenly covered the entire blade.
Blue arcs of electricity danced all over the sword, making sharp crackling sounds as the air around it distorted slightly.
And then, in the next instant, the sword directly tore through Deidara’s body.
The blade passed through him completely, creating a massive gaping hole in the middle of his reanimated body.
For a moment, Deidara’s expression froze in shock as his body staggered backward on top of the clay bird.
