Chapter 411: Going Back on Your Word
Uchiha Dali's second move wasn't an attack—it was a support-type ninjutsu.
He was reading the information and memories in Ōtsutsuki Hishiki's mind.
At that moment, his opponent could clearly feel the intrusion of his consciousness, but could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything about it.
Hishiki never expected that this brat would waste his second chance to attack just to pry into everything inside his head.
That was, without a doubt, a huge loss for him.
Because now, before the other party, he no longer had any secrets left.
He clenched his fists tightly; fine beads of sweat were already seeping out from his forehead—it was clear just how much torment he felt inside.
However, Uchiha Dali still showed no intention of stopping.
And Hishiki didn't make a move to retaliate or interfere either.
The two of them just maintained that strange posture for a while before Uchiha Dali finally withdrew his hand.
He looked at his opponent playfully. "Thank you, Promise Man."
"Promise Man?"
Hishiki narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly not understanding what he meant.
"It's just my way of showing gratitude. You've kept your original promise—not to fight back within three moves."
"So, I'm truly grateful."
Uchiha Dali explained with a bright, teasing smile.
Then his gaze began to turn rather indecent, moving up and down Hishiki's body before finally drifting lower.
Seeing that look, Hishiki's muscles tensed instinctively.
His expression clearly changed this time, unsure what kind of trick Dali was planning next.
This brat really didn't play by the rules.
"Brat, hurry up and finish this! Stop messing around!"
Hishiki shouted angrily.
He had just suffered a massive loss—every secret he had was now laid bare before his enemy's eyes. That was the result of his own carelessness.
Nothing more to say.
Now, he only hoped his opponent would quickly make his third move, so he could then tear him apart piece by piece!
"The third move has already begun. Can't you sense it?"
Uchiha Dali asked with a smirk.
Hishiki froze for a second.
He quickly focused on sensing the state of his own body.
After a moment of concentration, he didn't seem to notice anything strange.
But when he probed again carefully, his expression suddenly changed.
Because now, he did sense something—a subtle force moving inside his body.
"Suction…?"
"You bastard…"
He looked up at Dali in shock.
That suction was becoming stronger and stronger, which meant his opponent was once again using that devouring ability—trying to absorb his energy.
But that same technique shouldn't have any effect on him anymore. Unless—
"When you invaded my mind earlier… you found a way to counter my defense?"
Hishiki looked at Uchiha Dali in disbelief, his scalp tingling and goosebumps rising all over his skin.
Dali merely smirked without explaining.
Seeing that expression, Hishiki immediately realized—he had guessed right.
"Impossible!"
His face twisted in shock.
And at that moment, the energy inside his body began to leak.
The sudden change nearly made Hishiki's soul fly out of his body.
He stared at Dali with wide, disbelieving eyes.
At first, only a small portion of energy broke through his internal barrier, flowing outward and getting absorbed by Dali.
But soon, more and more energy began to be drawn away.
That tiny breach grew wider and wider—
Just like a small crack in a dam before a flood, gradually widening under the relentless pressure of the rushing water.
Hishiki's face changed again.
As the energy leakage worsened and his safety became threatened, he could no longer bear it. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a terrifying shockwave that blasted Uchiha Dali away.
The spell was broken, and the energy leakage finally stopped.
His cells quickly began repairing the damaged tissue, rebuilding his inner energy barrier to prevent further loss.
Hishiki looked at Uchiha Dali with a complicated expression.
"Oh? Heh…"
"In the end, you couldn't resist taking action."
"So out of the three-move agreement, you only kept the first two. Tsk, tsk…"
"As expected, you're not that trustworthy after all."
Uchiha Dali laughed mockingly and shook his head.
Hishiki's face darkened, but he didn't respond—he knew he was in the wrong.
Instead, he slowly raised his hand and pointed at Uchiha Dali. "Now it's my turn."
"Your chance is over, Uchiha Dali. Perish in regret!"
As he spoke, a powerful binding force suddenly locked onto Dali's body.
Immediately after, countless blade-shaped shockwaves shot toward him.
First restraining his movement—then attacking.
A very basic combat pattern.
Uchiha Dali didn't dodge; he only grinned at his opponent.
In an instant, all the attacks struck him—
Yet, something bizarre happened.
Tens of thousands of those blade-like waves pierced into his body… but didn't cause a single scratch.
He was standing there, completely unscathed.
Every attack simply passed through him.
"Intangibility?"
Hishiki recognized the technique at once.
"Sharp eyes, huh!"
"Got any more tricks? Go ahead and use them."
Dali crooked his finger tauntingly.
"Foolish brat!"
"So what if you can turn intangible? You can't stay that way forever!"
"Let's see how long you can last!"
With that, Hishiki attacked again.
Gritting his teeth, his mind held only one thought—kill this man and claim his energy.
As his words fell, even more shockwaves surged forth.
One after another, wave after wave—
It was clear Hishiki planned to use overwhelming saturation attacks to deal with Uchiha Dali.
He assumed that Dali's intangibility had a time limit.
Now it was simply a matter of who would give in first—and he was sure it wouldn't be him.
Unfortunately for Hishiki, that assumption was dead wrong.
He had no idea that Uchiha Dali's Kamui had long evolved to ignore any time limits.
With no extra chakra consumption required, and his current cell-recovery rate, he could maintain intangibility literally until the end of time.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Under Hishiki's relentless barrage, the overlapping shockwaves created a vacuum zone around Dali's position.
Explosions tore through the air, ripping open the space itself—forming an area darker than the surrounding void.