After taking over the snake uncle's foundation, Sasuke came to surrender on his own initiative.

At this moment, Orochimaru felt like he was in a bloody cage, with his body nailed to the ground by huge iron nails.

But how could he be willing to be subdued by a small illusion? You know, whether in Konoha or in the Akatsuki organization, his illusions are always ranked first!

“Cluck…cluck…cluck…”

His whole body was extremely stiff, but his hands were trembling as he tried to move them closer to his chest, trying to mobilize and disrupt the flow of chakra and regain control of his body.

He raised his hands tremblingly.

But at the moment when the two palms were about to meet...

Mememe Kikikiki

laugh--

A burst of blood spurted into the air.

Half of the pale jade-like arm fell on the stone steps. On the little finger was a ring with the word "empty" engraved on it. Blood gushed out from the broken part, quickly staining the ground into a pool of bright red.

"Well......"

With his right hand clutching his left sleeve that had already been soaked in blood, Orochimaru finally showed a look of shock on his face! He looked at Itachi in disbelief, totally unable to believe that he would be defeated by this pair of Sharingan in an instant, and even had his arm cut off!

Itachi waved the bloody kunai in his hand, looked at Orochimaru calmly, and raised his chin slightly, with some pity. "Orochimaru, no matter what technique you use, it will not work in front of me."

Hearing this, Orochimaru frowned and looked at Itachi with a gloomy look. "You are so arrogant..."

"Hmph..." Itachi remained unmoved.

He stood on a higher stone staircase, looking down at Orochimaru, and spoke in an extremely indifferent tone, "I don't know how to deal with you..."

As he said that, he raised his left hand, pointed the kunai at Orochimaru's head, and slowly stabbed forward. "Should I kill you now... or keep you for his own use..."

The kunai was approaching between the eyebrows.

Itachi, his junior, was so arrogant that Orochimaru's voice became hoarse and sharp, and he looked at him angrily! "Uh... one against seven..."

Itachi: "You are not good enough..."

"Uh..." Orochimaru was shocked, but the kunai was pointed at his forehead. He didn't dare to move at all. He gritted his teeth and glared at him.

Itachi continued, "No, it's too much, your desires." Facing Orochimaru's cold and fierce golden snake eyes, Itachi's tone became dangerous and he said in a low voice. "You took people's lives..."

Whoosh whoosh—

Itachi's three magatama turned slightly, and he found several shurikens flying towards him quickly from the woods next to him. He swayed his feet and leaped back onto the steps above.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

A string of shurikens were pinned to the place where he had been standing.

The next moment a figure flashed.

"Lord Orochimaru!" Kabuto appeared in front of Orochimaru, holding a kunai and speaking in a hurried tone, in a half-squatting position, blocking Itachi's sight in front of him.

Orochimaru turned his gaze and looked at Itachi on the steps in front of him, his tone was extremely cold: "I will definitely repay this favor."

Swah——

Several detonating tags flew out of Kabuto's hand, and when they were halfway towards Itachi, flames began to burn from the edges.

boom! ! !

The black smoke from the explosion dissipated, and Orochimaru and Kabuto were no longer on the stone steps.

With a "click", Itachi's footsteps landed on the ground. Looking at the empty stairs, he continued to walk down the stairs as if nothing had happened.

......

Sound Ninja Village.

The sky was gloomy and the air was heavy.

The dark clouds were low and seemed to be stained with lead, covering the sky with endless darkness. The air was so dull that there was not even a trace of wind.

Yin Zhu stood under the giant banyan tree in the training ground, looking up at the scene, his brows slightly furrowed, an inexplicable depression rising in his heart.

"It looks like... it's going to rain heavily! It looks like we can't continue with today's sparring..."

boo——

Under his feet, a small green snake suddenly broke out of the ground, coiled up, and spit out words at Yin Zhu.

Yin Zhu lowered his head and looked at it calmly.

The green snake's pupils are blood red.

A small roll of white paper slowly came out of his mouth...

Picking it up with two fingers, Yin Zhu stood up straight and flipped the note up and down. There were only two small words on it and no signature.

"The snake returns."

Seeing these two words, Yin Zhu couldn't help but smile. Then, this smile became longer and longer, and it seemed to gradually ignite Yin Zhu's pupils, and orange sparks ignited in his eye sockets.

He has been waiting for this day for eight years...

After eight years of forbearance, is the sky finally clearing up?

......

The pitter patter.

It started to drizzle and the air was no longer stuffy.

Yin Zhu stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the two people walking on the road ahead, especially focusing on the empty cuffs of one of them, and couldn't help but smile.

"Teacher, you are back."

The man with long straight black hair paused and raised his head. His long hair spread out to both sides, revealing a face as pale as paper and sinister.

It was Orochimaru.

"Oh? Did you come here specially to greet me?" He looked Yin Zhu up and down, but found that the other person's temperament seemed to have changed drastically from what he remembered two years ago.

That is......

A shift in attitude from obedience to indifference.

He couldn't help but grin, smiling wickedly. "Yinzhu, what do you want to do?"

"Oh? What are you doing..."

Yin Zhu chuckled and slowly approached.

Orochimaru watched the scene with a smile on his face, and waited until Yinzhu stood a few steps in front of him.

brake--!!!

A two-headed spotted snake suddenly appeared behind Yin Zhu, tearing through the air from the left and right, and opened its huge mouth to bite down on his head!

ャギパメ啾キキキキ.

Thousands of birds chirped and lightning flashed.

Yin Zhu used his hand as a knife and the thunder as a blade, and swung it casually.

A "?"-shaped blue electric light shot out backwards and suddenly landed on the seven inches of the two-headed spotted snake. A flash of blood appeared in the air, and the big snake was neatly broken into two pieces and fell heavily to the ground.

A wisp of burnt green smoke slowly rose from the snake's corpse.

The lightning on Yin Zhu's right palm slowly disappeared. "It's been so many years, and you're still using this outdated ninjutsu. Teacher, don't you think too highly of your disciple?"

Yinzhu sneered calmly, and the disdain in his tone was very similar to Itachi's, which immediately made Orochimaru look gloomy and ugly.

She stared at him for a long time, then suddenly raised her lips and revealed a cold smile. "I taught you the Chidori for self-defense, and you used it well... Yinzhu, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect that when I saw you again, you would give me such a big surprise."

Before he left the village this time, he vaguely sensed that his disciple Yin Zhu seemed to be hiding his strength, but since he thought he knew Yin Zhu thoroughly, he didn't take it too seriously.

How strong could Yin Zhu, whom he had watched grow up, be, even if he hid his strength?

When ambition is not proportional to strength and talent, then all ambitions are just fancy words in front of Orochimaru! Yinzhu's ninjutsu were basically taught by him personally over the years. Could it pose a threat to Orochimaru, one of the three great ninjas?

He didn't think so.

But now looking back, Yin Zhu seemed to have really given him a surprise...