I, Uchiha, will not be whitewashed!

Chapter 105 Orochimaru: I'm going to take on four of them!

The moment the Four Purple Flame Array rose, the temperature inside the arena suddenly dropped.

It's not a real temperature drop.

Instead, the chilling atmosphere sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

The hairs on my arms stood on end.

Purple light curtains extended and converged from the four corners, transparent yet oppressive, like an inverted glass dome sealing the main stand and half the venue inside.

The world outside the light screen became blurry; shouts, cries, and running sounds were muffled and indistinct, as if separated by a layer of water.

Inside the light screen, six figures faced each other, the atmosphere heavy as lead.

Minato stood at the edge of the light curtain, and the Flying Thunder God Kune Do slipped from his sleeve into his palm.

Jiraiya rolled up his sleeves, Gamabunta's dagger hung at his waist, and his hands were already in hand seals.

Hatake Sakumo drew his sword half an inch from its sheath, the white blade gleaming coldly under the light screen. He stood to the left and behind Minato, the blade pointing outwards, its light locking onto Orochimaru.

Mei Terumi stepped back a few paces, her back pressed against the light screen, her emerald green eyes scanning everyone present.

She didn't draw her sword; instead, she slipped a kunai from her sleeve, held it in her palm, and held it horizontally in front of her to protect her vitals.

She wasn't facing Orochimaru or the people of Konoha; she was simply protecting herself and observing along the way.

Although he promised to help Minato, self-preservation is the highest priority in the current battle.

There were two people standing behind Minato. She had noticed them long ago; the two men disguised as guards never looked up or spoke to anyone.

Now they raised their heads, one was Jiraiya, and the other was Sakumo Hatake.

The second of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha, the White Fang of Konoha.

It's obvious that Konoha has made ample preparations, and Orochimaru is likely to suffer a loss.

Orochimaru didn't look at her. His gaze swept over Minato and the other two in turn, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"It was exposed after all—it was Shuo—it shouldn't be."

Although he hadn't had much contact with Sakugo, Orochimaru believed he understood him. Given Sakugo's arrogance, if he said he wouldn't interfere, he definitely wouldn't.

"The three Kage-level swords—Minato, Jiraiya, and Sakumo Hatake. The three strongest swords of Konoha are all here today." His voice was hoarse, with a hissing sound like a snake flicking its tongue.

"Unfortunately, I have more cards."

He patted the ground with both hands.

Three coffins rose from the ground, their lids inscribed with the characters "First," "Second," and "Third."

The coffin lid fell to the ground, and before the dust had settled, three figures had already emerged from the coffin.

The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, had long, flowing black hair and an empty expression on his face.

The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, had his headband rusted at the edges, and his eyes were unfocused.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, had an aged face covered with cracks from the Impure World Reincarnation technique, and his eyes were vacant.

The audience seats were empty.

The civilians have all fallen into a genjutsu-induced slumber, and the ninjas are organizing an evacuation.

Mei Terumi raised an eyebrow slightly. The Third Hokage's coffin had been summoned by Orochimaru. She remembered that the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, had died during the Nine-Tails' attack many years ago.

The Impure World Reincarnation technique summons the dead from the underworld, reshapes their bodies with mud, and controls them as puppets.

She had heard of this forbidden technique, but this was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes.

She wasn't so sure about the other two, since she didn't even know where the First and Second Hokage were when they dominated the ninja world!

Orochimaru stretched out his hands, and the chakra threads on his fingers shimmered with a faint blue light in the purple light curtain.

"No need for reminiscing, let's get started!"

The First Hokage moved.

His speed was so fast that Minato only saw a blur. Wood Release: Advent of the Sea of ​​Trees surged from his palm, not as saplings, but as dozens of thick vines, like giant pythons lashing out at the four of them.

Minato used Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport, kunai bursting through the gaps in the vines, appearing behind Orochimaru, his Rasengan already formed in his hand.

The Second Hokage's Flying Thunder God Slash met the attack head-on, but Minato's Rasengan collided with the Second Hokage's kunai, causing chakra to explode and forcing Minato to take two steps back.

His pupils contracted slightly.

Being targeted by the same ninjutsu, especially the most shameless Flying Thunder God Technique, is indeed quite annoying.

The Second Hokage was the creator of the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"Flying Thunder God Technique—" The Second Hokage's voice was flat, his lips moved like a puppet, and the words were devoid of any human warmth.

"You're very good at using it to this extent."

Even the Second Hokage in his prime, using the Flying Thunder God Technique, could not surpass Minato Namikaze's speed.

Moreover, the Second Hokage, now "half-crippled," is even less likely to surpass Minato Namikaze in speed.

"Thank you for your praise and recognition, but..."

"Please, rest in peace."

Minato's tone turned serious, but his hands moved quickly.

The Rasengan condensed again, and the two clashed seven times in mid-air. The speed was so fast that Mei Terumi could only see two blurry shadows with her naked eye. The sound of the kunai colliding was continuous, like firecrackers.

Jiraiya slammed his hands on the ground. "Summoning Jutsu!"

Gamabunta leaped out of the white smoke, his massive sword sweeping across and severing the First Hokage's vines.

Sakumo Hatake's White Fang sword flashed straight at the Third Hokage, but Hiruzen Sarutobi's Five Elements Great Bullet Barrage exploded before the sword flash, creating splashes of water...

Fire, lightning, hurricane, earth, and stone—five attributes erupt simultaneously.

Sakumo Hatake emerged from the center of the explosion, his clothes charred in several places and a faint bloodstain on his face, but the sword flash did not stop, slashing at the Third Hokage's shoulder.

The Third Hokage's arm fell off, turning into dirt scattered on the ground, and quickly reformed under the power of the Impure World Reincarnation.

Sakumo Hatake took a few steps back, holding his sword horizontally in front of him. "I can't kill him."

"No need to kill them," Minato's voice came from the other side of the battlefield. "Hold them back, restrict their movements."

"I've come to find an opportunity to seal them away."

Mei Terumi stood at the edge of the light screen, watching the fierce battle.

Jiraiya's toad oil bomb covered the First Hokage's vines, and flames burned on the vines, illuminating Orochimaru's pale face.

The Second Hokage's kunai slipped from his hand, and Minato's Rasengan struck his chest, sending him flying. He crashed into the light barrier, his body shattering and then reforming.

The Third Hokage's Five Elements Great Combo was cleaved in two by Sakumo Hatake's sword, the tip of which pierced his heart.

The Third Hokage looked down at the sword in his chest, fragments of dirt peeling off the edge of the wound, his voice hoarse, making it impossible to tell whether it was a sigh or a laugh.

Orochimaru didn't move. He was observing and recording; this battle was certainly worth studying, wasn't it?

If Orochimaru doesn't move, Mei Terumi naturally doesn't need to either. Why not conserve chakra without lifting a finger?

Besides, her agreement with Minato never stipulated that she had to take action.

She stared at Orochimaru, who didn't move—wasn't that a way of keeping him in check?

Her emerald green eyes reflected Orochimaru's pale face. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she put the kunai back into her sleeve, crossed her arms, and leaned against the light screen.

Watching a play is easier than taking action.

"That's enough." Minato's voice wasn't loud, but it pierced everyone's ears like a nail. "You should all leave now."

Flying Thunder God activated.

Minato's figure vanished from his spot, instantly reappearing behind the First Hokage, then vanished again, appearing behind the Second Hokage, then vanished once more, appearing behind the Third Hokage.

The three teleportations were linked together in a golden light, which was too fast for the human eye to follow, and even the perception of chakra could not keep up.

The three Hokage's bodies were marked by the Flying Thunder God Technique and taken out of the Four Purple Flame Formation.

Outside the light screen, the sealing team was already in place. The four members simultaneously formed hand seals, firmly locking the resurrected body in place, making it unable to move.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, knelt on the ground, his face covered in dirt, his turbid eyes fixed on Orochimaru within the Four Purple Flames Formation.

His lips moved, but no sound came out; yet everyone present understood what he meant.

Why?

Orochimaru remained silent.

He lowered his head, his golden eyes avoiding the gaze of the Third Generation.

The Hokage position? He didn't care about that.

He just wanted to prove everyone wrong, and that choosing Watergate instead of him was the biggest mistake.

These words stuck in his throat, burning in his chest. He opened his mouth, blood dripping from the corner of his lips, but no sound came out.

A person who has been proud all their life will never bow their head, even in defeat.

The Third Hokage closed his eyes. The sealing technique was complete, and the clay body solidified completely, turning into an immobile statue.