Chapter 19 Plan Completed (Ch 19)

Swords flashed and danced, and the wind was blowing. Naruto and Sasuke, like two golden and purple lightning bolts, shuttled back and forth among the White Zetsu army. Every strike was precise and deadly, with spiral shuriken whistling and chidori chirping, and the White Zetsu fell like harvested wheat.

White Zetsu fought bravely, but like moths to a flame, they could not stop the two. Naruto’s Sage Mode was fully activated, predicting every attack of White Zetsu, while Sasuke’s Sharingan saw through the enemy’s weaknesses. The cooperation was seamless, efficient and precise.

“Sasuke, Obito’s chakra has appeared.” Amidst the fierce battle, Naruto’s voice was filled with excitement, and his golden eyes were flashing with eagerness to try.

Sasuke’s mouth curled up slightly, but his dark eyes remained calm and steady, “Is he finally here? Well, let him see our current strength!”

The two of them exchanged glances, and without further words, a tacit understanding had already flowed through each other’s hearts. They suddenly accelerated, no longer lingering on the battle, but fighting and retreating, leading the White Zetsu army into the depths of the dense forest, creating enough space for the upcoming battle.

At the same time, the distant White Zetsu’s lair was immersed in a deep and dead silence. The air was filled with the mixed smell of damp soil and rotten trees, so cold that it seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

Behind the orange-yellow vortex mask, the tightly closed eyelids suddenly opened, revealing the single scarlet eye underneath.

Deep in the pupils, there are no ordinary Sharingan lines, but an almost solidified darkness, as bottomless as an ancient cold pond, which contains a heart-pounding aura of danger.

Obito’s face was hidden behind the mask, and the outside world had no way of seeing his true expression. However, the oppressive aura that suddenly erupted from his body filled this dark space like a substance, enough to suffocate people.

“The nest… was attacked?!”

A deep voice came out slowly from behind the mask. Every syllable seemed to be filled with ice. The hoarse voice contained a hint of incredible astonishment and anger.

Black Zetsu’s ghostly figure floated silently beside Obito, his pitch-black body blending with the surrounding shadows. Only his red clouds and black robes stood out in the dim environment of the cave, like a jumping will-o’-the-wisp.

Its sinister voice, with a hint of gloating, slowly sounded, breaking the suffocating silence, “It seems that some people don’t want you to stay here peacefully, A Fei.”

Black Zetsu’s voice was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, cold and sticky. Every word seemed to carry a hint of chill, corroding the air around him.

“All the White Zetsu there have been lured out.”

“It seems that there is… a very powerful presence outside.”

Black Zetsu’s voice paused, as if he was deliberately emphasizing the word “powerful”. There was a hint of playfulness in his tone, and even a sinister feeling as if he was hoping for chaos in the world.

When Obito heard this, the body under the mask shook violently. His already gloomy one-eye now looked like the night sky before a storm, suppressing the suffocating darkness.

He suddenly raised his head, as if he wanted to see through the deep cave and see everything on the distant battlefield. The face under the orange mask must have been distorted to the extreme at this moment.

“Black Zetsu, go!”

Obito let out an extremely suppressed growl, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, containing heart-pounding anger and anxiety.

The Mangekyō Sharingan spun rapidly, and the black magatama on it spun wildly. The power of space suddenly erupted like a flood breaking through a dam, and powerful divine power burst out!

The power of divine might instantly enveloped his and Black Zetsu’s bodies, and they disappeared from the spot, leaving only faint spatial fluctuations in the air, proving the traces of their existence.

Deep in the cave, the silence was broken.

It was not the gleam of swords and sabers from the outside world, nor was it the roar of Bai Zetsu, but a hint of movement quietly growing in the deeper shadows below this nest.

Shuiyue’s figure was like a ghostly fish, silently shuttling through the maze-like and deep underground passages of Bai Jue’s lair.

The damp and rotten smell mixed with the fishy smell of earth penetrated into his nostrils, causing his brows to frown slightly.

It’s not that he hates the smell, but the smell reminds him all the time that he is in the heart of Bai Zetsu’s lair, a dark, damp, and dirty place that makes people feel instinctively uncomfortable.

The footsteps were so light that they seemed almost invisible; his toes touched the ground without raising any dust or making any sound, as if a ghost was walking in the silent night.

With her innate sense of water flow and her acquired keen insight into the surrounding environment, Shuiyue can easily identify directions and avoid all possible traps and spies, as if she had a natural map.

Suddenly, after turning a corner, the scene in front of me became clear.

It was not the vast and magnificent space as imagined, but a rather hidden small secret room.

Dozens of White Zetsu, like hibernating wild beasts, huddled lifelessly in the corner of the secret room. Their bodies were covered with a thin layer of white mucus, almost blending in with the color of the surrounding rough rock walls. If one did not concentrate and observe carefully, it would be easy to overlook them.

These White Zetsu were clearly creatures that had been forgotten in this corner. Compared with their fellow creatures who were fighting fiercely in the outside world, they seemed particularly dull and lonely, like remnants abandoned by the tide of time.

Shuiyue couldn’t help but raise the corner of her mouth into a playful arc, and a gleam of interest flashed in her eyes.

“It was an unexpected surprise.”

He lowered his voice and whispered, but before he finished his words, his figure suddenly accelerated, flickering like a ghost, and his hands instantly transformed into two agile and swift water whips, which accurately and quickly entangled each dormant White Zetsu at tricky angles.

Before the White Zetsu could even fully wake up from their slumber, let alone utter a cry of fear, they were already firmly bound by the cold water, their bodies stiff and unable to move, and they could only utter inarticulate whimpers in vain.

Suddenly, a strange ripple appeared around Shuiyue, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, and the ripples spread out.

His body began to liquefy in a strange way.

It is not a raging flood or a torrential rain, but more like a bottomless cave that opens slowly and silently. It is deep and quiet, yet contains a heart-pounding devouring power, silently devouring everything within reach.

The White Zetsu finally woke up from their slumber, and realizing the fatal crisis was approaching, they let out bursts of extremely terrified roars and struggled desperately, but they were like fallen leaves caught in the center of a whirlpool, small, powerless, and unable to resist. Their bodies were wrapped in the liquefied water flow, shrinking and twisting, and finally completely disappeared in Suiyue’s liquefied body, as if they had never existed in this world, without leaving a trace.

In just a few breaths, dozens of White Zetsu in the secret room were completely devoured by Shuiyue in an almost cruel way.

After completing all this, Shuiyue’s liquefied body solidified again and returned to human form, as if she had just done something insignificant. She still had that signature relaxed smile on her face, as if everything was under control.

He clapped his hands, and water droplets slid down his fingertips, reflecting a faint light in the dim secret room, which then dissipated.

As if he had just done something insignificant, a relaxed smile appeared on his face again, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of mischievous pride.

“knock off.”