The static black lines immediately twisted, struggling across the surface of the skin like a snake pinned by its vitals.
Makiya continuously channeled chakra. The invading chakra transformed into black patterns, tangling and wrestling with the original sealing formula.
Sealing techniques held an exceptionally high priority in the ninja world. After acquiring materials from the Uzumaki clan, the Cloud Ninjas conducted deep research, gaining a profound understanding of sealing arts.
The Tailed Beast seal implanted in Yugito's body was formidable, capable of completely suppressing the Two-Tails. Unless the Jinchuriki personally entered the seal space to guide the chakra, there was no concern about tailed beast chakra leaking.
Makiya didn't intend to undo the seal entirely. He only needed to dig a hole at the edge of the dam; a thousand-mile embankment can be destroyed by an ant hole. As he extracted the Tailed Beast chakra, the seal would gradually collapse.
The seal resisted stubbornly, but Makiya understood parts of its structure. He seized the formula nodes one by one. Eventually, the local bully could not withstand the passing dragon. Under Makiya's chakra intrusion, the formula chains snapped one after another, and the seal began to loosen.
"Okay, all done."
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan emerged. A massive amount of ocular power surged through his arm into Yugito's body. Makiya's consciousness synchronized, reaching straight into the space where the Tailed Beast was sealed.
The sealing space for the Two-Tails was a bamboo forest. Lush bamboo grew wildly in the valley, and murmuring water gathered into a stream flowing from the mountaintop to nourish the grove.
Compared to Naruto's sewer-like sealing space, the one inside Yugito was practically a paradise. A Jinchuriki's sealing space was largely influenced by their inner emotions. Having faced discrimination and bullying from villagers since childhood, Naruto's long-term suppressed life caused his sealing space to manifest as a sewer.
Roar—Meow!
A furious roar echoed from the mountaintop. A massive cat with two tails descended from the sky, crushing a large patch of bamboo.
Matatabi, also known as the Two-Tails!
Matatabi took the form of a giant black cat, its entire body covered in blazing azure flames. Its two tails were long and powerful, swinging freely behind it like flexible whips.
Its eyes were a deep, bright blue, revealing a cunning and ferocious gaze that seemed capable of seeing through all disguises, striking awe and fear into anyone who saw it.
"Human, this is not a place you should be."
"Since I'm already here, why don't you try this?"
Without a trace of fear, Makiya looked directly into Matatabi's eyes. The Three-Tomoe spun rapidly, and ocular power invaded the sealing space from all directions, enveloping Matatabi.
"This ocular power..." Matatabi was shocked, its cat-like face covered in blue flames showing a human-like expression of terror. "How could you still only have three tomoe? Could you be..."
Before it could finish, Matatabi froze in place. A blood-red background and three tomoe patterns appeared in its blue pupils.
Control complete.
In the outside world, Makiya abruptly raised his right hand. He yanked a surge of azure chakra from Yugito's body and pressed it onto a sealing scroll.
Sizzle—
A large amount of white smoke erupted from the scroll, like cold water poured into a red-hot iron pot. Tailed Beast chakra was highly corrosive, a wild and untamable energy.
This specialized sealing scroll was very expensive. Even with many corrosion-resistant materials, the amount of Tailed Beast chakra it could seal was limited.
Thus, the human body was truly miraculous. Such a small person could seal a mountain-sized beast inside themselves. Even the strongest Nine-Tails could only stay obediently inside a Jinchuriki's stomach.
Even the most precious sealing scroll couldn't fully seal a Tailed Beast; perhaps only the legendary Sage of Six Paths' tools could achieve that.
From this, it was evident that the human bodies of the ninja world were a vast treasure trove with much more to explore.
Estimating the scroll was nearly full, Makiya stopped the extraction and tucked the sealing scroll into a storage compartment inside his haori.
Then, he opened his right hand. Five flame-like chakra spheres emerged from his fingertips, gradually revealing the characters for 'Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.'
"Five Elements Seal!"
He pressed his palm against Yugito's lower abdomen again. Five ink-colored chains extended from the abdomen to the rest of her body. Characters slowly emerged in the center, forming a seal that completely covered the original one.
"Ugh..." The unconscious Yugito spat out a mouthful of blood. The intense pain in her abdomen woke her briefly, but having lost too much blood, she fell back into a deep sleep after only a few seconds.
Makiya used medical ninjutsu to stop her bleeding, then formed a seal with one hand. The ground cracked open, slowly swallowing Yugito into the earth.
Having captured one Jinchuriki, he planned to see if he could completely hypnotize her, just like Madara.
It should be possible. After all, his ocular power was the same as a Mangekyo's. There was no reason for it to fail; the only difference was his proficiency with genjutsu.
He just needed more practice.
"You've been watching for so long. Aren't you going to show yourself, you voyeur over there?"
After finishing his tasks, Makiya tilted his head toward the nearby woods and called out softly to a patch of bushes.
"Yo, yo! I'm hidden here, tucked away tight. How did you find me? You big dummy, you jerk!"
Strange rapping emerged from the bushes as a dark-skinned man wearing a white headscarf stepped out from the woods.
The Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, Killer B.
Killer B was tall and muscular, with defined muscle lines like carvings. His facial features were rugged, with a nose and profile quite different from Easterners. His lips were thick, and his teeth were white and even. Given his skin tone, it wouldn't be an overstatement to call him a not-so-dark black man.
Because of this, like his brother the Raikage, he was widely featured in various fan-made works, engaging in close-quarters combat with all sorts of ninjas in intense battles that easily claimed billions of lives.
"I left such a huge opening just now. Why didn't you strike?" Makiya stood casually, one hand on his hip as he asked.
Meanwhile, the Konoha ninjas at the base were very sensible. They began evacuating with the wounded.
They knew staying behind would not help Master Makiya but would instead hinder him, potentially dying from the aftershocks of unknown ninjutsu.
Led by Hamaki Mimura, the Konoha ninjas took up observation points on distant high ground.
While watching, Hamaki Mimura shared his experiences. He had witnessed the entire battle between Makiya and the Five-Tails Kokuo and its Jinchuriki. Knowing more details than the others, he began spreading word of Makiya's deeds before the next fight started.
"Looked like an opening, but I was on guard. Don't take me for a fool, you big dummy, you jerk!"
Killer B wore a loose black robe with Cloud Village patterns. His hands swayed continuously as he rapped, and the exaggerated necklaces and bracelets on his body clinked together with his movements.
"Enough, enough. I know you're great at singing, but please stop." Makiya's lips twitched. Killer B's rapping made him cringe so hard he almost used Earth Style to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
"Aren't they your comrades? You're just going to watch them die?"
"You were too fast." Killer B finally stopped rapping and slowly drew a short sword from behind him. "But I'll avenge them."
"Don't make me laugh. You're like Gamabunta yawning—nothing but hot air." Makiya sneered. He held out his right palm, and scorching golden flames surged out, condensing into a 1.5-meter-long flying fire sword in front of him.
"Go!"
At his command, the flying sword shot out like lightning. The scorching airwaves pushed the atmosphere, kicking up a massive cloud of dust along the ground and leaving a golden trail in the sky.
Clang!
The short sword collided with the flying sword, producing a sharp, piercing hum. The massive force pushed Killer B back repeatedly, his legs sinking deep into the hard ground.
"Such great strength, you big dummy, you jerk!"
Killer B held the short sword before his eyes and found a huge dent at the point of impact, with the surrounding metal showing signs of melting.
"Hiss—the temperature is so high!"
Killer B was shocked. This sword was made from rare materials collected by his brother, the Raikage, and forged by the greatest blacksmith in the Land of Iron. To be damaged in a single collision showed just how hot the opponent's flame sword was.
This was a troublesome enemy. He couldn't go head-to-head directly and had to be careful of that strange black ninjutsu!
Having made his decision, Killer B grabbed the scabbard from his back and tossed it into the air. Six other swords instantly flew out, their sharp edges reflecting a cold light.
Acrobat.
This set of famous swords totaled seven. Rather than swords, they were more like long spikes. The short swords, wrapped in red bandages, had no crossguards and were lightweight and easy to control.
Killer B was a rare Seven-Swords Style user. With his teeth, hands, armpits, abdomen, and leg joints, he could use his entire body to attack. He could flexibly switch attack patterns during battle, making it difficult for opponents to defend.
This was also the origin of his title, 'Killer B.'
Wielding seven swords at once, Killer B stood on one leg in a crane stance, and a massive amount of red Tailed Beast chakra erupted from his body.
The translucent chakra cloak enveloped his entire body and the swords. An ominous aura spread in all directions, and eight massive octopus-like tails appeared behind him, significantly enhancing his physical attributes.
Killer B went directly into Version 1 Tailed Beast Cloak mode. He kicked off the ground with one foot, spinning and accelerating toward Makiya like a spiked top, his blades tearing through the air.
"A contest of swordsmanship? Fine, I'll play along."
Makiya reached out to grab his long sword and swung a blade beam at Killer B. The scorching flame beam swept across the earth, slicing the hard ground in two like a hot knife through butter.
The two clashed instantly. Towering trees fell one after another amidst continuous booming.
Combining memories from Magic Emperor Makiya's Asura period, Wuxia World Makiya's sword training, Soul Reaper Makiya's wild swordplay from fighting Kenpachi, Hacker Makiya's downloaded martial arts, and the skills learned by SAO NPC Makiya, he didn't even know how strong his swordsmanship was anymore.
It was too much and too varied. Such complex swordsmanship urgently needed to be integrated. Simply practicing on his own felt like it was missing something. Fortunately, Killer B was a perfect whetstone.
As one of the few sword masters in the ninja world, Killer B's swordsmanship alone had nearly killed Sasuke, who had just started feeling confident. If not for Karin's emergency aid, Sasuke wouldn't have even seen Killer B's Version 2 form.
"Four-Way Slash." Makiya swung his long sword in four directions. Four straight flame beams shattered the ground, flying rapidly forward, backward, left, and right.
Boom!
Killer B took a step back. Before the beams could reach him, his tails slammed against the earth, using the massive impact to propel him into the air.
"Lightning Blade!"
Killer B infused two of his spikes with a massive amount of Lightning Style chakra and hurled them with force at Makiya from mid-air.
Makiya drew his blade to block, only to see three more swords shooting down from above. Tailed Beast chakra and Lightning Style covered the blades, carrying immense weight.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous heavy force pressed him into the ground. Makiya erupted with chakra to blow away the rubble and leaped backward repeatedly to open up some distance.
Killer B landed where Makiya had been standing, his eight tails extending infinitely to nimbly pick up the scattered spikes. "Yo, yo! One sword isn't enough to face me. With seven swords, I handle you with ease. You big dummy, you jerk!"
Makiya stood straight, gently brushing the dust off his clothes. He clapped his hands together, releasing countless golden flames. Once the flames dissipated, ten golden flying swords hovered around him, bobbing up and down.
Killer B: "..."
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