Chapter 354 - 350: The Third Martial World War

Chapter 354: Chapter 350: The Third Martial World War

Here to avenge those superhumans?

Hearing Emperor Zhou’s words, the Fourth Turn experts present all had different expressions.

"Isn’t that a bit too alarmist?" Ye Hao, who possessed a body of time and had the appearance of a youth, stepped forward to object. "Do you really think he alone can destroy all the nations of the Martial World?"

"This was a divination from a Fourth Turn Priest. It can’t possibly be wrong," Emperor Zhou said coldly. "Who knows what he experienced in the Sixth Turn secret realm over the past month."

"And don’t forget, there’s also Liu Qingmeng, who might become a Fifth Turn," the black-robed Fourth Turn expert from the Five Demons Sect added grimly.

Looking down at the ruins of the Riantian Sect, they saw what was once an orderly, prosperous, preeminent Fourth Turn Sect, now reduced to dust by a single punch.

’The winds of a gathering storm...’ Emperor Chu mused. But in the next instant, he abruptly stared at an empty clearing nearby. "Who’s there!"

WHOOSH—

Following his gaze, a golden-haired man materialized out of thin air in the distant clearing.

The man had watery blue eyes, golden-blond hair with bangs framing his face, and a gentle expression.

He wore a white overcoat over a green vest, and on the back, written in the script of the Martial World, were the words: ’The Fourth Naruto’!

The instant he appeared, Emperor Chu moved to capture him.

But the man immediately responded with his Heart Image, ’Don’t attack. This is just one of my clones. My real body is elsewhere!’

As the message ended, Emperor Chu’s outstretched arm halted in front of the golden-haired man. The force from his aborted strike sent cracks sprawling across the ruins in a hundred-meter radius.

"Who are you?" one of the Fourth Turn experts asked, his eyes fixed on the words on the golden-haired man’s back. "’Naruto’... which Sect’s Leader goes by that title?"

"You can call me Naruto Uzumaki," the golden-haired man introduced himself. "Of course, the one who made me likes to call me [The Go-Home Clone]. As for ’Naruto’, that is the title for the leader of Konoha Village."

’Naruto Uzumaki... Konoha Village...’ Everyone mentally repeated the names, but they had never heard them before.

"What are you here for?" a Fourth Turn expert asked.

"By order of Fang Can, I am here to deliver a declaration of war," Naruto Uzumaki said seriously. "He is declaring war on all the nations!"

The Fourth Turn experts present all frowned. "War? Just him alone!"

"It won’t be just him. He has many helpers like me," Naruto Uzumaki said. "A mental imprint has been placed in my mind, so I will have no choice but to fight you in the coming war."

"Just you?" Emperor Chu couldn’t help but crack a smile. "You’re only a mere Third Turn."

A hint of resignation flashed in Naruto Uzumaki’s eyes. "Of course, it’s not just me. Many more like me are being mass-produced as we speak. You don’t understand how terrifying your opponent is. He has mastered a technique similar to the Impure World Reanimation."

"Mass-produced?"

"Of course. There’s Spymaster Jiraiya, Physically-Healthy-but-Mentally-Unhealthy Itachi, Telescope Kakashi, Shameless Shuomao, Murderous-Intent Naruto who grew up drinking healthy milk..."

Naruto Uzumaki’s expression grew more and more solemn. "He has already created countless figures—not only people I recognize, but also innumerable others I don’t."

"So what?" Hearing these bizarre names, Emperor Chu couldn’t help but laugh.

"They’re just a bunch of nobodies. I’ve never even heard of them. As I’ve said, killing anyone below the Fourth Turn is as easy as slaughtering dogs."

"The ones we should truly be concerned about are Fang Can, who somehow reached the Fourth Turn Realm, and Liu Qingmeng, who is potentially a Fifth Turn."

"Is that so?"

A cold voice echoed beside their ears, and a figure suddenly appeared before the group.

His appearance—white hair and red eyes—made the expressions of every Fourth Turn expert in attendance turn grim. "Fang Can..."

"To think you’d dare walk right into our encirclement of Fourth Turn experts." The black-robed man from the Five Demons Sect sneered. "Truly courting death."

As he spoke, Magic Power surged within his body. A complex formation diagram abruptly materialized beneath Fang Can’s feet.

As the formation appeared, light flashed. A thundercloud instantly formed ten thousand meters overhead, and a purple bolt of lightning, several meters thick, descended and engulfed the young man’s body.

This was a forbidden curse he had prepared days in advance, called: Destructive Thunder Punishment.

Once locked on, it was impossible to evade. The aftershock alone was enough to reduce half a city to ash, but here, upon these ruins, there was no need for such restraint.

’Before, you were heading into the secret realm, so I let you be. But since you’ve delivered yourself to my doorstep, don’t blame me for taking action.’

But soon, the smile on the black-robed old man’s face froze.

Before him, the descending bolt of lightning didn’t disperse in the slightest. Instead, it was completely enveloped by a mass of black energy.

Amid terrifying fluctuations of power, the meters-thick bolt of lightning was compressed by the black energy, slowly condensing into a fist-sized purple orb of lightning.

Seeing the ball of lightning in the young man’s hand, the surrounding Fourth Turn experts knew they were in trouble. Most of them couldn’t have even withstood that forbidden curse, let alone compress it.

"You’ve all mistaken one fact," Fang Can sneered. "You haven’t surrounded me. I’ve surrounded you."

As he finished speaking, the ball of lightning in his hand shot toward the black-robed old man of its own accord.

Watching his own forbidden curse fly back at him, a flicker of terror crossed the old man’s eyes. He subconsciously tried to dodge but found his body was frozen in place.

"Hmph, too scared to even dodge?" Fang Can sneered.

The answer was a Stand.

Fang Can’s Arrogance Stand had the black-robed old man completely immobilized, preventing him from repositioning. He could only watch helplessly as the orb of lightning flew toward his chest.

BOOM!

Just as it was about to make contact, an imposing figure moved between them.

Staring at the orb of lightning, which contained a power of utter annihilation, the large man didn’t hesitate. He opened his cavernous mouth and swallowed the apple-sized sphere of lightning in one gulp.

THUMP...

A muffled bang escaped the large man’s mouth. In the next moment, the ground within a hundred-li radius of his feet fractured into a web of fine cracks.

"Transferring all the damage taken to the earth? Interesting. But there must be a limit to that kind of transference, right?" Fang Can said, looking at the fractured ground.

The stout man snorted without answering, but he was clearly displeased.

Immediately, the numerous Fourth Turn experts on the scene surrounded Fang Can. Their expressions were hostile, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.

"No need to be nervous. I don’t plan on fighting directly today," Fang Can sneered. "You aren’t worthy of being my opponents."

"Ants have their own enemies, and fools have their own opponents. Everyone needs to know their place."

"In the Third Martial World War I am about to unleash, I will let my endless legions overwhelm you," Fang Can announced to them all.