Rengoku soon arrived a short distance ahead of the Konoha formation and stood there, quietly gazing into the distance.
The Sunagakure troops looked like a winding, serpentine dragon, slowly advancing toward them.
At the same time, Rengoku's other three clones followed behind his main body and lined up neatly at his back.
Judging from Rengoku's stance, it was obvious he intended to use the same tactic as before.
To form an impregnable battle formation with the overwhelming power of Susanoo, and use it to confront the oncoming forces of Sunagakure head-on.
However, unlike previous times, this time only Rengoku himself and his three clones stood at the very front of the formation.
The rest of the Konoha ninja kept a fairly large distance behind them.
Just then, Rasa arrived, his face as cold as water, standing atop a sand mat condensed from gold dust as he flew forward.
Behind him followed a dense mass of well-trained Sunagakure elite troops.
With the Kazekage's arrival, the morale of Sunagakure surged, as if they had finally shaken off the shadow of their earlier defeat.
Rengoku fixed his gaze on him. This was the first time in his life he had seen with his own eyes the man known as the most "brain-dead" father in the entire ninja world.
He could not help but glance back briefly, knowing full well that Gaara was watching from there.
Within the ranks, Gaara stared fixedly at the lofty figure standing high atop the gold-dust platform.
Although the distance made it impossible for him to clearly see Rasa's face from where he stood, deep within his heart, guided by memories carved into his very bones, he knew without a doubt that this was the man who had created his childhood nightmares.
The biological father who sent assassins after him every few days, Rasa.
'Lord Rengoku will definitely avenge me!'
Gaara clenched his fists tightly, grinding his teeth in silence.
He had never once doubted Uchiha Rengoku's strength, firmly believing that Rengoku would surely seek justice on his behalf.
After all, the fact that Rengoku dared to bring a group of children like them onto the battlefield was proof enough that he had absolute confidence in this fight.
At this moment, Naruto, Hinata, and Sasuke were standing quietly nearby. They had known and lived alongside Gaara for several years already.
Every one of them knew his past all too well.
When they learned that the man before them was Rasa, a sense of anticipation rose unbidden in their hearts, and they eagerly awaited the coming battle.
Just then, Naruto keenly sensed the tension radiating from Gaara.
He gently reached out, patted Gaara on the shoulder, and encouraged him, "Gaara, believe in the principal."
In the previous two fierce battles, Rengoku had displayed his extraordinary strength again and again, dazzling everyone like a god descending upon the world.
Because of this, Sasuke's admiration for Uchiha Rengoku had now reached an almost fanatical level.
He confidently swung his small arm and shouted loudly, "Don't worry! Shishou is the strongest in the entire ninja world! Taking down Sunagakure would be easy as pie!"
Hearing this, the tightly wound tension in Gaara's heart finally loosened a little.
He let out a long breath, and his shoulders gradually relaxed.
After years of arduous training and constant refinement, Gaara's sand-control abilities had already improved tremendously compared to before.
At the very least, he was no longer like his past self, where the moment someone got even slightly close, massive amounts of sand would immediately surge up to form a tight defense.
Right now, all Gaara wanted was to witness with his own eyes exactly how Lord Rengoku would defeat Sunagakure.
Karin stood side by side with Kurama Yakumo.
Kurama Yakumo frowned slightly and muttered to Karin, "Honestly, Lord Rengoku is way too strong. Like this, it feels as if I don't even get a chance to take the stage."
When she stepped onto this smoke-filled battlefield, Kurama Yakumo had been full of anticipation, hoping to gain more real combat experience.
But Rengoku was simply unstoppable, so powerful it left people speechless.
Thinking back to the last time Sunagakure's lot fled in panic, she had only barely managed to seize a chance to let her summoned beast, Ido, go harvest a few heads.
Aside from that, most of the time she could only stand on the sidelines, watching the battle unfold helplessly.
Hearing Yakumo's complaint, Karin instead excitedly waved her small fists, "Hehe! Of course! Shishou is the undisputed strongest in the ninja world!"
Despite clearly looking like an adult on the outside, Karin still spoke with the tone of a child.
In sharp contrast to the two of them were Tsunade, Kato Dan, Hatake Sakumo, and the others standing not far away.
Every one of them wore solemn expressions, unsmiling and serious.
Yet within that seriousness, there was also a faint trace of anticipation for the outcome of this fierce battle.
At the very front of the formation, Rengoku finally came face to face with Rasa.
Rasa crossed his arms over his chest and shouted arrogantly at Rengoku, "Uchiha Rengoku, do you really think you can stop our advance with nothing but your Susanoo?"
Faced with Rasa's blatant provocation, Rengoku merely curled the corner of his mouth and let out a scornful chuckle, "Heh!"
Rasa looked full of confidence, yet his eyes never dared to meet Rengoku's gaze.
It had to be said, his expression management was actually quite impressive.
"And you people from Sunagakure actually dare to covet our Land of Fire?", Rengoku mocked disdainfully.
Rasa cast a wary glance toward the Konoha ninja standing several hundred meters behind Rengoku.
At this moment, he was equally confused, unable to figure out what Rengoku had stepped out alone to do.
But with matters having reached this point, the arrow was already on the string, and it had to be loosed.
As long as he could defeat the powerful Rengoku standing before him, Konoha would lose half of its chances of winning this battle.
With that thought, Rasa took a deep breath and swung his arm forcefully. Instantly, the troops behind him sprang into action.
They pulled out large numbers of scrolls and rapidly unfurled them.
In the blink of an eye, countless streams of golden sand poured out of the scrolls like roaring waterfalls, instantly flooding the surrounding space.
It turned out that Rasa was capable of transforming ordinary sand into gold dust.
Naturally, his control over gold sand was even more refined and effortless.
However, since this battle was taking place within the borders of the Land of Rivers, the sandy terrain here was relatively scarce.
Trying to convert enough gold sand on the spot would undoubtedly be extremely difficult.
To ensure that his side's combat strength would not be affected, Rasa spared no expense, bringing a massive quantity of real gold sand with him to the battlefield.
Thus, this vast expanse of dazzling, radiant gold sand had not been created through ninjutsu at all,
but was genuine fine gold, each grain carrying Rasa's blood, sweat, and toil.
It truly lived up to the name "blood-and-sweat money".
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