After turning three forks in a row for about a minute and a half, Uzumaki Makoto finally stopped and raised his eyes to look at the ordinary door in front of him.
Made of wood, with a brown-red color, a copper handle, and the house number 207 on the surface, no matter how you look at it, this door is no different from an ordinary office door.
But thanks to the information transmitted by Black Zetsu, Uzumaki Makoto understood what was hidden behind the door, and that was exactly the target of their operation: information on the Forbidden Sky Jutsu.
Whether it's a disguise or a cover-up, in short, this is the database of Yunyin Village. Although it is unremarkable on the surface, it contains sealing techniques that are extremely difficult to detect on the inside.
Uzumaki Cheng said that he could clearly sense it.
Moreover, the crack is fully guaranteed.
Without almost any delay, Uzumaki Makoto gently stretched out a finger, and the fingertips paused above the door handle. There were only a few centimeters apart in between. Invisible golden threads penetrated into it, moving back and forth flexibly like picking a lock.
One minute passed, two minutes passed...
Obito watched Uzumaki Makoto's movements from behind. When he saw the other party suddenly stopped, he was confused and asked subconsciously: "Senior Makoto, what are you doing?"
"Shh~ don't disturb me."
With his index finger in front of his mouth, Uzumaki frowned and said without looking back. Then two minutes later, he seemed to have discovered something and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he suddenly turned his wrist, pointed his fingertips upward, and gently hooked it in. The door flashed with a flash of yellow light, and there was a snapping sound, as if something was quietly broken.
Then, there was a clicking sound from their handles.
Obito opened his eyes wide, obviously not understanding what happened just now. Seeing Uzumaki Makoto gently hold the handle and push it inward, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.
"No, there's something weird!"
Suddenly, Uzumaki Cheng suddenly retreated and retreated several meters away. In the next second, the wooden door was hit hard and exploded with a bang.
Broken wooden slats and splinters were shot outward like shotguns with extremely strong force, hitting the wall and smashing into a pile of flying wood chips.
A sudden mutation occurred, Obito used his divine power instinctively, and wooden blocks and wooden strips passed through the body surface in unison.
The next moment, perhaps because he stood too conspicuously at the door, an attack came from the room. A purple-black fist, with a whistling sound, hit the head directly.
Then, it also crossed the past.
"Huh?"
A soft buzzing sound sounded, and with this sound, the full picture of the attacker also appeared in front of Uzumaki Makoto and Obito:
It was a strong old man with a gray beard, hale and hearty, wearing a short-sleeved shirt. He exuded a fierce aura, like an ancient wild beast that wanted to choose people and devour them!
After passing by Obito, the old man kept walking and threw out a punch. As if he had no time to stop his strength, he punched straight into the wall, instantly creating a milky white air wave.
Bang! Click!
The wall made of reinforced concrete seemed to have turned into a fragile biscuit. In front of the old man's fist, it barely blocked it for a moment. In an instant, it was filled up to the elbow, and a series of cracks bloomed around it.
Obito reacted and hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the old man, but Uzumaki Makoto, who was faster than him, had already released more than a dozen golden threads, and in the blink of an eye they had wrapped around the old man's strong body layer by layer.
The next moment, the golden threads tightened and came into contact with the purple-black skin, but there were bursts of harsh crunching sounds, as if gold and iron were rubbing together wildly, causing strings of sparks to fly everywhere.
The old man did not dismember the body as Uzumaki Makoto expected. He noticed the golden thread that bound him. Not only did he not panic, but his arm shook and he pulled it out from the wall. Then he turned twice in an instant with his left leg as the axis.
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Bang bang bang...
The sound of threads breaking was endless, and bits of golden light flickered, filling the corridor like scattered fireflies, crackling on the walls, and scratching the walls.
"Xiao Xiao, who attempts to steal my cloud's secret technique, today is the day you two die!"
With a trash talk in his mouth, the old man spun around and glanced at Obito, who was rushing towards him. He smiled coldly, and directly used the momentum of the spin to swing an uppercut from the side, with the target still being his head.
boom!
This punch pushed away the air and created a storm. Obito used the virtualization at the critical moment to avoid the fatal blow and continued to step forward. When the virtualization was over, the palm of his hand was no more than ten centimeters away from the old man's body.
"Want to touch me? That's all you want."
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the old man was vaguely aware of the nature of the opponent's ability. He simply twisted the soles of his feet to increase the centripetal force, and did not retract the uppercut he threw. His whole body seemed to turn into a tornado, and it directly rushed towards Obito!
"not good!"
After discovering the old man's plan and seeing the opponent coming towards him like a big truck, Obito secretly thought something was wrong and wanted to use virtualization to dodge again, but the old man's response speed was too fast and he didn't have time this time.
Bang! Click! Click!
A loud noise was heard at the end of the corridor, and Obito felt a pain in his arm, which was already broken. Then, strong waves of force came from his chest, shoulders, and waist one after another, as if he was hit head-on by a rhinoceros.
In the blink of an eye, it blasted into the wall behind like a cannonball.
"The ability to transform virtual reality..."
"It means that if you want to attack, you must switch from the incorporeal body back to the physical body. It's better not to use this small trick to make yourself look ugly in front of me."
His thighs paused and the tornado subsided. The old man looked at Obito who was embedded in the wall, bleeding all over his body and with a weak breath, and made a disdainful comment.
Then, he turned his head and looked for traces of the other person.
Just at this moment, there was a snapping sound above his head. The old man subconsciously looked up and saw a golden light flashing on the ceiling, the electric light shattered, and the corridor suddenly became dark.
"I want to deprive me of my vision..."
Before the thought had settled in his mind, an extreme premonition of danger came. The old man threw himself to the side without thinking, and the air in his place suddenly became distorted, but other than that, there seemed to be no other reaction.
"What is that..."
He had just gotten up from the ground, but before he could think clearly about what he saw out of the corner of his eye, his intuition warned him again. The old man simply rolled sideways, trying to avoid that——
Intangible and formless, it looks like an extremely dangerous attack.
But this time, he was a little slower.
The air was violently distorted again, and in the quiet dark corridor, the old man's rolling body stagnated slightly, rolled two more times with inertia, and then slowly stopped.
When the angle of view was zoomed in, one could see that the old man's head, chest, and shoulders had all disappeared without a trace, and white bone stubble appeared with flesh and blood.
Where he had just rolled, a large pit half a meter wide was vaguely visible, leading directly to the downstairs. The wisps of light coming from below illuminated Uzumaki Makoto's pale face.
"Liangyi... seal."
Five meters away from the old man's body, Uzumaki Cheng slowly lowered his raised arm and cast his gaze on the back of his right hand, where a pattern of gray light flashed.
"Countercurrent...it depends on you whether I live or die this time."
Sighing deeply and feeling the unstoppable dissipation of chakra all over his body, with no intention of stopping, Uzumaki Makoto turned his thoughts and quietly activated the power of the brand.