Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Save Yahiko
"No, I don't want Konan's eyes. Don't perform any surgery on me again—I'd prefer to remain blind for life."
Before Konan could respond, Nagato flatly refused.
What a commendable bond between friends, Satori Hyūga couldn't help but admire.
The legendary trio's bond is truly something to envy.
In such a harsh and unpredictable ninja world, to have someone willing to lay down their life for you—now that's something rare indeed.
But this kind of happiness often gets exploited by clever opponents, rarely ending well.
"When we go to rescue him, I'll find a compatible pair of eyes and have them transplanted for Nagato," Satori said.
Hearing this, Konan's impression of Satori slightly changed.
Mysterious as he may be, at least he keeps his promises.
Konan told Satori where Yahiko was being held captive. This intelligence was gathered at great risk by Akatsuki members.
With the intel in hand, Satori fearlessly infiltrated the Rain Country prison. Calling it a prison wasn't quite right—it was more like a factory-style labor camp.
Inside, prisoners operated sewing machines along an assembly line, working tirelessly under the constant threat of whipping.
After changing form, Satori casually tore open a spatial rift and strode arrogantly into the facility.
As he wandered around, observing the modernized labor prison, he muttered,
"Using prisoners as labor? Smart move—not a single soul goes to waste."
While walking, he soon found his mission target—Yahiko.
Yet something about this Yahiko felt off. His chakra lacked warmth.
Satori didn't act yet—he activated the Tenseigan for a deeper inspection.
Chakra is formed from the fusion of spiritual energy and physical energy, embodying one's beliefs, thoughts, and essence.
With his Byakugan having evolved into the Tenseigan, Satori could clearly sense each individual's unique chakra signature.
Yahiko was naturally optimistic, radiating positivity like a little sun. There was no way that could be Yahiko's chakra.
The moment he activated the Jet-Black Tenseigan, Satori immediately detected something wrong—the person before him wasn't the real Yahiko, but another ninja using a Transformation Jutsu.
Never thought the prison would pull this trick. If it weren't for me coming, others probably wouldn't have noticed at all.
That special transformation technique was nearly perfect—undetectable to ordinary eyes.
This fake Yahiko must be bait specifically set out to lure in Akatsuki members.
When they saw Yahiko, they likely wouldn't recognize the deception.
But Satori was different. He possessed the Tenseigan, an evolution of the Byakugan, granting him extraordinary observational power. Nothing could escape his gaze.
With these eyes, no Genjutsu, Transformation Jutsu, or Clone Jutsu could ever fool him.
One could even say that in certain aspects, this Tenseigan surpassed the Rinnegan in effectiveness.
Now let me see exactly where the real Yahiko is. Surely they haven't moved him out of the prison?
He amplified his perception, ignoring any sealing techniques or sensor-type ninjas present.
His presence was too conspicuous and quickly drew the guards' attention.
"Intruder! The enemy has breached the premises!"
"
With a roar from a sensor ninja, the ninjas lying in ambush sprang out and surrounded Satori Hyūga.
Not only the guards, but even several prisoners jumped into action, ready to corner and kill Satori Hyūga.
"You guys from the Akatsuki organization, we've finally got you now."
"Wait, why are you alone?"
Amidst voices filled with confusion, Satori Hyūga decisively raised his palm.
[Repulsive Force!]
He uttered just two words. The ambushing ninjas were struck by an invisible force and slammed against the wall.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Before anyone could recover from their shock, Satori raised his arm again and condensed several energy spheres.
Though not as powerful as Truth-Seeking Balls, they were still terrifying.
The energy spheres spun rapidly around him. With a flick of his fingers, they shot one after another at the advancing Jonin, smashing into them.
Loud explosions echoed through the air. No one could withstand these horrifying attacks.
Satori moved through the prison like a phantom, walking steadily down the corridor—graceful, calm.
When he reached the final cell, he slowly came to a stop.
In his eyes, this particular cell was blocked by a seal jutsu, yet the chakra emanating from within felt strangely familiar—like Yahiko's. It carried a warm, sunny aura, reminiscent of afternoon sunlight.
"This should be the place."
Satori extended his five fingers toward the prison wall, slightly clenching his hand.
[Attract!]
A terrifying gravitational pull instantly drew the wall inward, shattering even the imprisoning seal jutsu.
Witnessing this scene, Satori thought of Nagato's Six Paths of Pain.
If he were here, he'd probably say something like, [Feel the power of a god!]
But Satori wasn't interested in spouting such ridiculous lines for now.
He was well aware that this power was nowhere near that of a god's.
Leaving aside the Sage of Six Paths, even against Madara Uchiha or Hashirama Senju, he might not necessarily win.
With a gaping hole torn in the wall, Satori immediately spotted Yahiko inside.
His hair was a dull yellow-brown—matted and disheveled.
"Yahiko, come with me. I'll get you out of here."
Staring at Satori's destruction of the prison, Yahiko asked in astonishment, "Who are you?"
"You don't need to know who I am. I made a deal with Nagato—he sent me here to rescue you."
At mention of Nagato, Yahiko's expression softened slightly.
If it was someone Nagato brought, then this must be an ally.
Just then, Satori vanished in a flash, appearing directly beside Yahiko.
He grabbed Yahiko firmly and swiftly took flight toward the outside world.
While flying, he spotted a recently slain prisoner among the battlefield debris and used his [Suction Ability] to draw the corpse toward him.
After all, he hadn't forgotten the promise he'd made—to provide Nagato with a new pair of eyes.
As he fled with Yahiko, a powerful presence suddenly emerged, hurling a sickle toward the sky.
The sickle arced overhead, its chains clinking metallically, like kite strings, controlling its trajectory.
Seeing the weapon bearing down on him, Satori activated his Tenseigan. An energy sphere formed in his palm and smashed straight into the incoming sickle.
With a deafening explosion, the sickle was blasted downward.
Hanzo of the Sanshouo let out a grunt, suddenly tightened his grip and yanked the chain sickle back.
Though Hanzo of the Sanshouo was no longer young, his spirit had not yet withered—he still possessed the strength to fight.
Yet against Satori Hyūga, who was intent on leaving and capable of flight, there was no way to stop him.
Outnumbered and unable to land a single Ninjutsu strike, he was utterly at a loss.
He had intended to summon his Summoning Beast, the Sanshouo, but upon recalling Satori's eerie Repulsive Force, he hesitated and held back.
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