ACSP: Chapter 217: Dead woman, you awakened the Mangekyo, and you, dead brother, only awakened the Three-Tomoe?
——Clatter!
Just as Nangong Hong's despair peaked, the sharp, metallic echo of ethereal links snapping together sliced through the air.
Several brilliant, golden Chakra chains erupted directly from behind Jiang Chen, striking forward like predatory vipers. At an astonishing, fluid velocity, they tightly bound themselves around the massive, boiling turtle phantom that was trying to solidify around Rin Nohara's flesh.
The moment the links made contact, the colossal three-tailed phantom let out a silent, horrified shudder. It seemed utterly terrified of these specific chains. Under the tightening constriction of the golden links, the beast's massive, half-formed shell began to dissolve and fracture at a visible pace.
Finally, with a desperate hiss, the violent, ocean-like torrent of red chakra was forcefully sucked back beneath Rin's skin, snapping shut as the primary seals slammed locked once more.
"These Chakra chains..." Nangong Hong gasped, a spark of recognition firing in her brain.
She whipped her head around to trace the source. Sure enough, the glowing, anchor-like tails of the golden links were deeply rooted directly into Jiang Chen's core.
"Haha... I completely lost my head. How could I forget that you also possess an absolute master-class Sealing Technique, Big Brother Jiang Chen?!" Nangong Hong let out a long, heavy sigh of relief, the crushing weight lifting off her chest.
The viral combat footage of Jiang Chen completely soloing the Three-Tails outside the Land of Waves Secret Realm had taken the regional forums by storm months ago. Anyone who had spent even five minutes analyzing his public data knew he commanded a staggeringly advanced, pinnacle-tier sealing toolkit.
In fact, that exact video was the sole reason she and her sister had become his dedicated fans in the first place! It was just that the sudden, high-level narrative emergency had completely scrambled her focus, causing her to hyper-fixate on her own utility while forgetting who was leading the squad.
While Jiang Chen was casually anchoring the [Adamantine Sealing Chains] to re-cage Isobu back into the girl's soul, Ronan and Li Dala had already capitalized on the distraction, unleashing a thunderous blitz against the remaining Konoha forces.
The interceptors Kakashi had deployed were the definitive cream of the crop—elite operatives whose base stats vastly out-scaled the standard boundary guards they had incinerated earlier. Yet, under the dual onslaught of the two Kage-level powerhouses, their advanced status meant absolutely nothing.
The synergy between the two veterans was flawless and terrifying. Li Dala flooded the airspace with white-hot clay [Explosion Release] constructs to force the Konoha elites into defensive, predictable evasion frames. The exact millisecond their footing broke, Ronan exploited the blind spots, utilizing the [Flying Thunder God Technique] to execute instantaneous, lethal space-time slashes.
In the span of a few breaths, the entire elite vanguard detachment was completely wiped out.
The slaughter of Kakashi's elite vanguard ticked the team's mission progress up by another 5%, bringing them to a solid 35% Completion.
According to the Nangong sisters' previous raid logs, hitting a 35% completion mark in such a ridiculously short timeframe was a feat most regional teams could only dream of achieving. Yet, Jiang Chen didn't let down his guard for a single second.
His senses were screaming.
Through the passive sensory radar of his activated [Sage Mode], he had just picked up a faint, hyper-concealed ripple of Chakra rapidly closing in on their position. The signature was masked with frightening proficiency—so much so that even with Nature Energy amplifying his perception, he couldn't pinpoint the exact, localized coordinates of the intruder.
There was a grandmaster-tier entity orchestrating the spatial logic of this Secret Realm from the darkness, actively dampening his tracking. But even without a precise lock, Jiang Chen's encyclopedic knowledge of the narrative meta told him exactly who was stepping into the clearing.
It was Uchiha Obito. The tragic, broken soul completely hollowed out by Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu.
"Boss, we just swept the immediate perimeter. All Konoha resistance has been thoroughly neutralized. Do we push forward?" Li Dala called out, his clay bird drifting down as he and Ronan flanked the giant eagle.
"Assume defensive formations. We have company," Jiang Chen commanded smoothly, his eyes scanning the dense treeline without turning his head.
"Are we talking about that masked freak who drops the Wood Release skills?" Li Dala's expression immediately turned solemn.
They had listened to the twins break down the routing during their flight, knowing that Kakashi's death served as the hard trigger for a far more monstrous, masked boss entity. He just hadn't anticipated the spawn timer to be this instantaneous.
"He's here..."
Jiang Chen's gaze snapped sharply toward the southeastern coordinates of the dense forest.
The entire squad followed his line of sight. Emerging silently from the long, jagged shadows of the canopy, a lone figure draped in a stark black robe paced into the light. His face was entirely obscured by a swirling, spiral tree-pattern mask sporting a single, hollow eyehole.
Through that lone aperture, the crimson gleam of the [Sharingan] spun with a cold, malevolent light.
However, seeing the physical stature of the incoming boss, a contemptuous, mocking smirk played at the edge of Ronan's mouth. He glanced back at the twin sisters. "Is this the catastrophic anomaly you two were hyping up on the way here?"
Nangong Fei nodded rapidly, her face tight with anxiety. "Yes! That's him! If we can survive his phase and take him down, the mechanical completion threshold of the instance will basically be satisfied!"
"Give me a break," Ronan scoffed disdainfully, casually resting his hand back on his weapon hilt. "The kid's Sharingan hasn't even fully matured—it's sitting on a basic Two-Tomoe state, and he's missing half his vision. Even with an aggressive scaling modifier, how much of a threat could a one-eyed brat realistically be?"
"Kakashi...? You... you actually killed Kakashi..."
Obito's voice was hollow, a ragged whisper that suddenly warped into a guttural, vibrating hiss as his gaze locked onto the bloody, decapitated remains of his rival rotting in the grass.
The next fraction of a second, the ambient temperature in the valley plummeted. A catastrophic, suffocating pillar of dark Chakra violently erupted from his frame, shattering the earth beneath his sandals.
At the exact same time—
How do you want the squad to handle Obito's initial [Kamui] phase—should Ronan lead with a space-time blitz to test his phasing frames, or will Jiang Chen use his lore knowledge to coordinate a counter-trap?
The [Two-Tomoe Sharingan] spinning beneath the spiral mask violently shifted, its pattern expanding into a complete, sharp [Three-Tomoe Sharingan]!
A Three-Tomoe Sharingan? Wait... shouldn't it have fully awakened into the Mangekyo?
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he tracked the evolution. Seeing that Obito's ocular progression had hard-stalled at three tomoe instead of forming the iconic, triangular pinwheel of the Mangekyo, a genuine look of surprise flashed across his face.
This script was completely off-track.
Could it be... because Rin Nohara is still technically breathing, and only Kakashi Hatake died? Jiang Chen realized with a sudden stroke of dark amusement.
Good grief. It turns out a brother's ultimate sacrifice doesn't even hold a candle to the life of his beloved. The lore scaling was completely literal—he truly was the ultimate, undisputed king of the "love-brain" archetype.
"You killed Kakashi... I will tear you to pieces!"
Uchiha Obito let out a raw, throat-shredding roar. His silhouette blurred, converting his explosive fury into sheer kinetic velocity as he lunged straight toward the vanguard of the giant eagle.
Jiang Chen shifted his weight, preparing to draw his blade to intercept the strike, but Ronan flashed out a frame ahead of him.
"Boss, leave this emotional brat to me. Keep your hands clean and take a rest," Ronan called back, his tone dripping with supreme arrogance.
Before the final syllable could even echo through the clearing, Ronan had already collided head-on with the incoming Uchiha Obito.
The two went back and forth, exchanging a dizzying, brutal sequence of close-quarters Taijutsu blocks and counters. Their movement speeds pushed past the sound barrier, turning their profiles into twin flashes of lightning. Every single fist-to-fist collision carried the devastating, crushed weight of a thousand pounds, forcing the atmospheric pressure around the clearing to ripple and vibrate in visible, distorted rings.
By this chronological point in the instance's timeline, Obito had already been heavily augmented with Hashirama's Senju cells. Not only had his basic physical endurance, strength, and cellular recovery been pushed to monstrous, non-human thresholds, but he had also mastered the basic, high-density applications of [Wood Release]. Backed by the tracking precision of his freshly evolved Sharingan, his baseline raw combat output easily eclipsed the juvenile Kakashi they had just decapitated.
Unfortunately for the narrative boss, however, the current Ronan was a biological terror completely engineered by Jiang Chen's own hands!
He wasn't running a standard template. Ronan had not only been transplanted with an optimized [Three-Tomoe Sharingan] to mirror Obito's tracking frames, but his opposite socket housed the hyper-perceptive [Byakugan], completely eliminating his blind spots. More critically, his core architecture was anchored by the pinnacle inheritance of Jashin—the absolute [Immortal Body].
With so many high-tier, illegal buffs stacked onto a single Kage-level Contractor, an Uchiha Obito who lacked the spatial-phasing intangibility of [Kamui] simply wasn't playing the same game.
After their intense, high-frequency collision crossed the threshold of a hundred continuous rounds, the mechanical disparity became glaring. Obito gradually lost his neutral leverage, falling into a crushing disadvantage. Under the relentless, lethal precision of Ronan's blade paths, the masked boy found himself slipping into a succession of life-threatening, critical-damage situations.
Yet, the more Jiang Chen watched the execution play out from the back of the eagle, the more a profound sense of friction scratched at his instincts.
Something was deeply wrong with this script.
According to the universal regional data and the explicit warnings of the Nangong twins, the clearing difficulty of this late-stage Secret Realm was supposed to be a notorious, run-killing nightmare.
And yet... this was it?
Could an instance that once wiped out dozens of optimized elite teams really be reduced to such a fragile, straightforward beatdown?
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