Impure World Reincarnation

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As soon as Hashirama's Wood Clone finished speaking, its fist, brimming with terrifying chakra, aimed straight at Kabuto's chest.

In an instant.

Kabuto's face changed dramatically.

What terrifying speed!

It caught up to him effortlessly!

This fist...

Kabuto watched as Hashirama's Wood Clone's fist rapidly approached his chest.

It seemed slow, but was incredibly fast.

Impossible to dodge!

In a flash.

The fist of Hashirama's Wood Clone slammed heavily into Kabuto's chest, producing a deep, resonant thud.

Bang!

Kabuto's body flew like a battered ball, crashing hard onto the ground.

Boom!

Kabuto's body hit the ground with a thud, and he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood.

His glasses shattered.

Blood vessels bulged in his protruding eyes.

His body twisted at an impossible angle.

He was in too much pain to speak.

"Not much of a fight, huh?"

Hashirama's Wood Clone looked at Kabuto, who lay motionless on the ground, completely incapacitated.

"....."

Kabuto heard Hashirama's words and felt a chill run down his spine, goosebumps rising as his body trembled involuntarily.

With a fist like that...

Who could withstand it?

Kabuto felt another wave of nausea, but his body was too weak. Blood surged up his throat, but he could only dribble it out of the corner of his mouth.

The pain was excruciating!

"Forget it."

"I originally wanted to hit you twice."

"One more punch and you'd be dead."

"I thought I was holding back, but it turns out you're just that weak!"

Hashirama's Wood Clone shook his head regretfully, then turned and headed in Orochimaru's direction.

"Finally free..."

Kabuto felt a sense of relief as Hashirama's Wood Clone left, easing his anxiety.

But...

Before he could savor this relief, searing pain flooded his body.

"Damn it..."

Kabuto clenched his teeth against the unprecedented agony coursing through him.

His sternum was shattered.

His ribs were broken.

Even his spine had taken a severe hit.

As for his internal organs...

They all suffered varying degrees of damage, each one bleeding.

The power of a single punch was horrifying!

Kabuto couldn't imagine surviving another blow.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

However.

As Kabuto pondered, vines emerged from the ground.

These vines, like tentacles, lifted Kabuto from the ground and tightly bound him, preventing any escape.

Feeling the constriction of the vines, Kabuto's face twisted in a bitter expression.

Actually.

He doesn't need to.

He can't even move right now.

Let alone escape!

...

Hashirama's Wood Clone quickly chased after Orochimaru in the direction he fled.

Orochimaru slightly turned his face.

His snake-like eyes glanced towards Hashirama's Wood Clone.

Despite Kabuto's distraction, the distance between the two continued to shrink visibly.

Orochimaru's facial expression remained relatively unchanged, appearing composed and serious, but internally, he was in a panic.

Since the First Hokage demands a struggle...

Then a struggle it shall be!

Orochimaru felt the growing pressure as Hashirama's Wood Clone drew nearer.

Suddenly.

Orochimaru swung his right hand backwards.

Many snakes slithered out from his sleeves.

These snakes opened their mouths wide, lunging towards Hashirama's Wood Clone.

Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!

Orochimaru unleashed his signature ninjutsu, hoping to delay Hashirama's Wood Clone as much as possible, perhaps avoiding another punch.

Hashirama's Wood Clone looked at the snakes and swiftly swung his left hand forward.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

His left arm instantly transformed into wooden tendrils, striking against the oncoming snakes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of collisions.

All the snakes released by Orochimaru's Hidden Shadow Snake Hands were knocked unconscious by the wooden tendrils.

"No more games!"

Hashirama's Wood Clone suddenly felt bored, realizing that dealing with Orochimaru couldn't be like dealing with Kabuto.

If he accidentally injured him.

He'd have to wait for Orochimaru to recover.

After all, he was the ace scientist of the ninja world!

Very useful indeed!

The next moment.

Hashirama's Wood Clone's right hand suddenly swung forward, unleashing a long wooden vine.

This vine chased after Orochimaru at breakneck speed, quickly wrapping around him.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh...

The wooden vine completely coiled Orochimaru into a roll, binding him completely.

"Looks like you caught me!"

Orochimaru smiled, feeling strangely at ease now.

If he had been running, he'd be panicking.

But being caught now, oddly, gave him peace of mind!

At least...

He knew his life wasn't in danger!

Orochimaru was well aware of his value. He could clone Hashirama's cells.

As long as he was valuable, he wouldn't die!

Orochimaru could use his perfected Snake Transformation Jutsu to seamlessly switch with a tree branch at the moment of being bound, then spit himself out.

But...

Orochimaru really didn't want to run anymore!

If he kept running.

He might die!

"The game's over, let's go back."

At this moment.

Hashirama's Wood Clone's right hand transformed into wooden vines, wrapping around Orochimaru's body.

Then.

Hashirama's Wood Clone ran towards Kabuto's direction.

Arriving at the vines where Kabuto was held.

His left hand extended.

Transforming into a wooden tendril.

This tendril merged instantly with the vines entangling Kabuto.

Swish!

Hashirama's Wood Clone's figure disappeared in a flash, dashing towards the villa where Hashirama was.

...

A few minutes later.

Hashirama was lounging in a rocking chair, dozing off comfortably. In his reanimated state, he didn't need to sleep.

Swish!

At this moment.

A figure appeared in the villa.

It was the wood clone.

The wood clone held Kabuto with his left hand and bound Orochimaru with his right, bringing both of them back.

Clang! Clang!

The wood clone's arms broke, and the two entangled bodies fell heavily to the villa's floor, emitting loud impacts.

Whoosh!

Immediately after.

The wood clone's figure flashed and disappeared back into Hashirama's body, transmitting all the memories and sensations from before.

"Orochimaru."

"The game is over."

"Take me to your base."

Hashirama stood up from the rocking chair, his expression returning to its emotionless demeanor.

"As for this one..."

Hashirama's gaze fell on Kabuto, whose vital signs were not very stable.

"If he's of no use, there's no need to burden ourselves with him."

(End of this chapter)