Chapter 276: Wild Rampage Light-Hiding

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Bai Cangshu sat on the edge of a steep cliff in the Land of Lightning, watching the clouds and mist churning in the mountain ravine. He knew that every change in the decimal point was inevitably the members of the Akatsuki organization slaughtering people in the Land of Fire, the Land of Lightning, and the Land of Wind; those traditional Nobles were constantly being assassinated.

This was not the usual occurrence of a single powerful rogue ninja appearing, but rather ninjas with top-tier combat capabilities acting in teams.

It was simply not something that the ninjas of ordinary villages could protect against.

Currently, except for the Land of Wind, where the situation was still manageable because the people of Akatsuki could not spare enough manpower and Sasori's plan to assassinate the Daimyo had not succeeded, the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning had basically already seen their Nobles and Daimyo slaughtered.

The ninjas of both nations were in chaos due to the death and disappearance of their Kage, unable to provide effective support.

And the Land of Water, which should have been destroyed under the attacks of Zetsu and Sasori, had been put on hold because Sasori insisted on going to assassinate the Daimyo of the Land of Wind.

Sasori had not expected that after he assassinated the Third Kazekage, the successor Rasa would still be so dark, actually using political means to trade the hero of Sunagakure, Pakura, to Kirigakure to be killed; this action made him completely lose faith in Sunagakure.

He resolved to deal with the Land of Wind, which Sunagakure was sworn to protect, first.

It was a pity that after Black Zetsu realized the terror of Tao Baibai and the appearance of the Golden Order, he temporarily abandoned the actions on the Akatsuki side, leaving Sasori without reinforcements, and ultimately Rasa arrived to help, causing the assassination to fail.

Bai Cangshu was in no rush to support the Land of Wind battlefield to seize the Tailed Beast.

Instead, above the mountain ravine cliff in the Land of Lightning where clouds and mist surged, in this place where lightning was most active, he activated the Special Item 【Inheritance of the Eight Warriors · Wild Rampage Light-Hiding】.

Bai Cangshu did not worry about the negative effects of failing to use this item; his sea of consciousness at this moment had long since become a place similar to a small Hell.

With Yellow Springs flowing and spirits everywhere, powerful souls like Gojo Satoru, Uchiha Madara, and the Reaper were all contained within it; what did one more Eight Warriors matter?

He only worried that the inheritance he obtained would not be powerful enough.

He gripped this Magatama that was constantly flashing with lightning, and suddenly crushed it.

At this moment, because of the dawn, Bai Cangshu had lost the full moon transformation effect of the Moonlight Silver Wolf, and his physique had returned to its normal state.

After the Magatama shattered, the sky suddenly began to darken; above the mountain ravine, dark clouds began to gather, and intense lightning constantly condensed.

Even the people of the Land of Lightning had not seen this situation many times, as if the dark clouds were about to touch the mountain peak.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning lit up the entire world, followed by a terrifying roar that drowned out all sound.

Standing on the outskirts of the Royal Capital, below the cliff, Ping Zhongshi stared blankly at this scene, his face showing worry, wanting to release a prayer for Tao Baibai, but he had been warned previously that he was not allowed to set foot above.

"Shi, what exactly... have you encountered?"

Ping Zhonghua stood behind her husband, looking at him as he kept wearing that set of heavy armor, her eyes filled with confusion.

She felt that her honest and simple husband seemed to have become a different person after escaping from Konoha; he hadn't even asked how everyone in the town was doing, hadn't asked if the neighbors were safe, and hadn't... asked if she was afraid.

She reached out her hand toward Ping Zhongshi; although her husband was clearly standing in front of her, she felt that the two of them were very far apart.

The golden rings in Ping Zhongshi's eyes became increasingly solid; he discovered that he was not that excited when facing the wife he had longed for day and night, or rather, his heart had already been filled with something much greater.

Ping Zhongshi turned his head and met his wife's eyes; his gaze became calm, and that golden luster stung Ping Zhonghua.

Ping Zhongshi said,

"I am fine, Hua, I am just..."

He tried his best not to look toward the chaotic Royal Capital; Ping Zhongshi was unwilling to call Tao Baibai's "tyranny" from last night benevolence.

It was a kind of wanton behavior without any restrictions, allowing everyone to state their needs without limits, and then Tao Baibai used pure violence to realize them.

Under the temptation of this violence, he discovered that what most people craved in their bones was violence; whether it was wealth or hatred, beauty or power, everything was rooted in violence against others.

"I just hope that this world can become a little better."

"Hua, I hope you will never die, I hope Mother will never die, I hope everyone in the town will never die, I hope... Yao will never die..."

Ping Zhongshi muttered to himself; the pain he had encountered was likely all related to those who had passed away—his mother, who had raised him through hardship, had died of a sudden cold.

The war orphan he had adopted, who was clearly so kind and lovable, had died at the hands of another war orphan, for nothing more than the little bit of food he had left behind.

Ping Zhongshi lowered his head to look at his wife, his eyes revealing sorrow.

"Death is so painful, Hua. A world where no one dies—I will definitely make it come to pass. By then..."

Slap!

A crisp sound of a slap rang out. Ping Zhongshi did not feel pain; instead, Ping Zhonghua's right hand had almost lost all sensation. Her eyes were filled with tears, unable to tell if it was the pain of slapping her husband's armor or the panic of a familiar person becoming a stranger.

"Shi!"

"That kind of thing... that kind of thing has nothing to do with us..."

Having followed Tao Baibai for these seven or eight days, Ping Zhonghua had fully realized that this world did not belong to ordinary people like them who lived their lives diligently.

Those ninjas could kill dozens or hundreds of people like her with a wave of their hands;

And Tao Baibai could kill hundreds of such ninjas with a wave of his hand.

Watching her husband stare at her blankly, Ping Zhonghua threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

"Let them fight over those things, let them decide them. I... just hope we can live well..."

"Including the shares of Mother and Yao!"

"Mr. Nishikawa is dead, Mr. Tsunoda is also dead, everyone is dead! Shi, I only have you left. Don't do those dangerous things, don't get mixed up with a guy like Tao Baibai!"

The woman used all her strength to hold her husband tight, as if she wanted to merge her body into his armor, calling out with all her might.

No one had walked away from those deaths, but life could not stand still; rather than being bound by the past, Ping Zhonghua preferred to face the future with her husband.

Ping Zhongshi looked at his wife, who was hugging him tightly; he seemed to see her hugging him and crying like this after his mother and Yao had died, but back then, he could do nothing.

"It's different now..."

As Ping Zhongshi spoke, a golden magic circle shone beneath him, and the radiance of the Golden Order became increasingly dazzling.

I will change this sorrowful world!

Ping Zhongshi's intensely fluctuating heart seemed to be calling for the arrival of some Greater Will.

Ping Zhonghua bathed in the warm golden prayer, but her heart grew colder and colder.

She looked at her husband in despair, feeling only that he had been occupied by something else; he could no longer see her, and would no longer clumsily warm her.

How much more, in the end, does this world intend to snatch from her hands!

What on earth must she do for this kind of world to be willing to let her be happy!

Ping Zhonghua loosened her grip on Ping Zhongshi, turned, and looked at the cliff top already completely covered by black clouds; she knew that there, a thorough tyrant existed.

Perhaps, only that guy could...

Sizzle!

Another bolt of thunder lit up, and between the shifts of light and shadow, Ping Zhonghua's peaceful face also became flickering and uncertain.

(End of chapter)