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A sudden and unexpected change disrupted the fierce battle that was taking place in an instant.
Haruto, whose body had already begun to manifest the characteristics of his second transformation, raised his head in confusion, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
His opponent, the young Jinchūriki from Kumogakure, was stricken with fear. His feet instinctively retreated step by step, moving away from the battlefield.
The Tailed Beast within him had sent a clear warning—this enemy was someone capable of easily destroying Konoha. It urged him to abandon everything and flee immediately.
Yet, bound by his identity and pride, the young shinobi did not completely heed Matatabi's warning.
If he were to flee now, he would never be able to hold his head high in Kumogakure again.
"Fool," Matatabi's voice resounded with scorn before it completely fell into silence.
On the other side of the arena, Senju Tōka, who was in charge of maintaining security at the venue, immediately led her subordinates to the edge of the spectator stands. She stood ready, her sharp gaze locked onto the man floating in the sky.
"Who are you?!" she demanded, attempting to engage him in conversation.
High above, floating in midair, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki displayed impeccable elegance as he offered a graceful bow toward the stands. His lips curled into a faint smile.
"It is an honor to meet all of you today. Please, do not panic. My visit to Konoha today is solely for three matters."
"To seize the Nine-Tails, to kill the Hokage, and to destroy the Six Paths."
"As long as you remain where you are, I assure you, no harm will come to any of you."
Of course, he had no intention of harming them—not yet. After all, these people were destined to become nourishment for the Divine Tree. The more numerous they were, the more abundant the Chakra Fruit would be when the time came.
"Nonsense!" Senju Tōka's eyes narrowed, a sharp glint flashing within them as killing intent surged forth.
As the trusted subordinate of Senju Hashirama, she had braved countless blood-soaked battlefields alongside her clan leader. How could she possibly fear an unknown, peculiar man?
So what if he could fly? Even that brat from Iwagakure could fly, and didn't he still end up getting beaten senseless by a mere child from the Sarutobi clan?
"Form up!" With a slight wave of her arm, the Senju police force stationed at the venue instantly assembled, ready for battle.
"Wait." A voice interrupted her impulsive reaction.
Kyōsuke removed the hokage hat from his head, stepping forward as he swiftly issued orders.
"Evacuate the villagers immediately and raise the village's alert level to the highest tier."
The highest level of alert?!
Senju Tōka was momentarily stunned. She had never imagined that the Hokage would issue such an extreme command.
That level of emergency protocol was only ever activated in the face of imminent annihilation.
Annihilation of Konoha… by that man in white?
"Execute the order!" Kyōsuke's voice grew heavier, and as he spoke, black spheres—Truth-Seeking Orbs—began to materialize one after another behind him.
Eight of them.
Having recently stepped into the realm of the Six Paths, the number of Truth-Seeking Orbs he could summon had increased to eight.
Once his Rinnegan fully awakened, he would attain the complete set of nine.
With a single thought, the orbs liquefied into flowing black fluid, merging into his sacred robes, forming a thin, protective layer over his body.
This ensured that he would be safeguarded against ocular jutsu, preventing even attacks that the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan couldn't perceive.
As Konoha's forces began evacuating the crowd and the Hokage himself took on a stance of full preparedness, the spectators gradually sensed that something was wrong.
However, not everyone was quick to realize the gravity of the situation. Some among the audience continued to grumble and complain about the sudden interruption of the match.
"What the hell? Why did they stop fighting all of a sudden?"
"Hey, you up there, whatever you're here for, can you not mess up our entertainment?"
"Exactly! A kid like you, with not even a single strand of facial hair, dares to claim you'll take down the Hokage? Does your mother even know how ridiculously you're boasting?"
The flood of insults caused Isshiki's carefully maintained facade of elegance to crack.
"Foolish mortals," his golden eyes gleamed coldly.
The next instant, a massive, sky-obscuring cubic structure materialized out of thin air and plummeted toward the stands below.
His target: the section of the audience that had been running their mouths.
He considered himself a god—a being ordained by fate to bring ruin to this world. How could he possibly tolerate the slander of mere insects?
As for his earlier assurance that he wouldn't harm them, it had already been cast aside without a second thought. His fickle and capricious nature was laid bare.
The sheer weight and density of the enormous cube were enough to obliterate the entire Chūnin Exam venue with a single strike.
Seeing how recklessly Isshiki was acting, Kyōsuke's expression turned grim. Without hesitation, he teleported beneath the descending structure, forming a series of hand seals to activate a modified version of the Flying Thunder God Barrier.
Taking it head-on was unwise—even for him in his current state. It was far more effective to relocate it elsewhere.
"Everyone, evacuate immediately! Do not stay here!" Kyōsuke tried to shout at the crowd still lingering in confusion.
Yet before he could finish speaking, Isshiki suddenly appeared beside him without a sound. With a single sweeping kick, he sent Kyōsuke hurtling through the air like a cannonball, smashing straight into the arena below.
"Father!"
As the dust cloud rose, Haruto finally snapped back to reality. A trace of uncontrollable panic surfaced in his eyes.
What had just happened?
That proud and invincible father of his—who had reigned supreme for so long—had been sent flying by a single kick.
Who exactly was this enemy?
"How dare you?!"
Witnessing Isshiki strike first, Senju Tōka's brows shot up, her fury evident.
She ordered her subordinates to continue evacuating the civilians while she led a small team in a direct charge toward the intruder.
"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet!"
With the signature Water Release technique of the Senju clan, five colossal water dragons surged into the sky, sealing off all possible avenues of escape.
Isshiki looked up, his gaze filled with undisguised disdain.
"So this is the so-called legacy of Ninjutsu?" He sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. "How utterly insignificant."
A pattern of black markings gleamed in his palm as the power of his Kāma activated. In the blink of an eye, the five roaring water dragons were swallowed into nothingness, vanishing as if they had never existed.
All forms of ninjutsu were ultimately driven by chakra, and against the absorption power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, escape was an impossibility.
"What?!" Senju Tōka was taken aback, her expression filled with astonishment. She had not expected the enemy to possess an ability capable of absorbing ninjutsu.
No wonder he dared to act so brazenly, showing up alone to disrupt the Chūnin Exam venue.
"What a pity. Today, you are destined to—"
"Annoying."
A calm, indifferent voice rang out.
The next instant, Senju Tōka, along with several members of the Konoha Police Force, saw their heads explode like watermelons dropped from a great height—shattering into a grotesque mist of blood, brain matter, and fragmented bone.
A woman whose name had once echoed throughout the Warring States period, a kunoichi renowned across the shinobi world—Senju Tōka—was slaughtered in an instant, without even the chance to resist.
That scene made everyone in the area truly grasp the gravity of the situation.
"Damn it!"
Senju Tobirama clenched his fists, his teeth grinding together in seething fury. The loss of his comrade ignited a cold, simmering rage within him.
He had planned to observe, to assess the enemy's capabilities—but now, there was no room for hesitation.
Shadow Clone Technique!
"If ninjutsu is useless, then I will slay you in close combat!"
The moment the jutsu was executed, multiple identical figures spread out, each wielding a kunai wrapped in violent, swirling torrents of water.
The cutting power of this technique was no less formidable than the famed Chidori Blade of the Uchiha.
Water Release: Water Blade Slash!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Before he could even register what had happened, several clones burst apart in rapid succession, dispersing into a mist of chakra.
"Pointless tricks."
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's left eye narrowed slightly as if he had perceived something. His head tilted ever so slightly to the left.
An instant later, a katana sliced through the air, missing his ear by a hair's breadth.
The one behind the sudden ambush—none other than Senju Tobirama.
Using shadow clones as a distraction, he had seized the opportunity to launch a Flying Thunder God sneak attack.
There was no doubt—his proficiency in ambush tactics had reached an even greater level.
Unfortunately for him, this time, he had encountered an opponent beyond his ability to contend with.
With a simple motion, Isshiki caught Tobirama's throat in an iron grip. His other hand easily pried the katana from the white-haired shinobi's grasp.
The sharp edge of the blade pressed against Tobirama's chest, right above his heart.
Isshiki's voice was indifferent, almost lazy.
"Your speed is too slow."
"And also—"
"Don't bother attempting a sneak attack against someone with the Byakugan."
"I despise underhanded tactics the most."
Even as he spoke, his dōjutsu—Sukunahikona—activated.
Giant black rods materialized in the air, just as several dark green arrows rained down from the sky. The two forces collided, shattering upon impact.
"Honestly, I wouldn't have minded if you had kept fighting."
A voice drifted out from the ruins—Uchiha Izuna.
Emerging from the dust, his crimson eyes burned with intensity.
"Whether he lives or dies is of no concern to me. I only saved him because it was my duty."
His Sharingan glowed ominously as the ethereal form of Susanoo enveloped his body, its armor gleaming with an unyielding radiance.
"However—"
"You made one fatal mistake."
"You should not have set your sights on Konoha."
His voice was like a death knell.
"I regret to inform you—"
"Today, you will die here."
At that moment, Izuna moved.
Taking advantage of the opening, Tobirama activated Flying Thunder God, escaping from Isshiki's grasp.
"Forbidden Jutsu: Edo Tensei!"
Standing beside him, Izuna let out a low chuckle.
"Never thought we'd end up fighting side by side, huh?"
Tobirama scoffed.
"Hmph, tell me about it."
Thus—
Uchiha Izuna and Senju Tobirama versus Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.
A battle of unprecedented proportions was about to erupt.
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—Meanwhile, below the arena—
Kyōsuke struggled to push himself off the ground.
"Cough… cough…"
After lying still for a long time, his internal organs—brutally shaken by a devastating impact—were only now beginning to recover.
The resurrected Ōtsutsuki Isshiki was far more terrifying than before.
A single, seemingly casual kick from him had been powerful enough to shatter the defense of a fully formed Susanoo.
Had Kyōsuke not evolved into the Ultimate Sage Body, possessing a physique rivaling that of the Six Paths level, he likely wouldn't have been able to stand up again.
"Father!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice called out to him.
Turning his head, he saw three young figures standing beside him.
At some point, they had arrived—each gripping a kunai, their small bodies trembling yet firm, standing in defiance against overwhelming power. Despite the fear in their eyes, they were ready to protect their teacher with everything they had.
Seeing this, the tension in Kyōsuke's face eased. A quiet smile, one that came from deep within his heart, slowly took shape.
"Looks like I haven't been a complete failure as a human being."
But despite the warmth he felt, their reckless actions were not something he could condone.
"You three—go assist with the village's evacuation. Leave this battle to me."
Without waiting for protest, Kyōsuke placed a firm hand on Eri and Jun. In a flash of light, they vanished—teleported to another part of Konoha with Flying Thunder God.
Lowering his gaze, he met the worried eyes of his son.
Reaching out, he ruffled the boy's hair, tousling the soft strands into a mess.
"Father…"
"What?" Kyōsuke smirked nonchalantly.
"Worried about me? Don't forget—who do you think I am?"
His son pouted slightly.
"The so-called 'God of Shinobi'… you don't have to keep reminding everyone."
"Good, as long as you remember."
With a flick of his cloak, Kyōsuke glanced toward the battle raging above.
"The enemy is strong. I won't have the energy to protect you."
His son clenched his fists, his hesitation lasting only a moment.
"Then… I'll go help evacuate the villagers."
Kyōsuke nodded approvingly.
"Haruto."
"Yes?"
"From now on—take care of your mother and sister."
The boy froze, his breath hitching.
"Father, you—"
Before he could finish, Kyōsuke activated Flying Thunder God once more, teleporting the boy to where Mito was.
Now alone, Kyōsuke exhaled, shaking his head with a soft chuckle.
"Honestly… he's such a handful."
"Already eleven years old, and he still doesn't know how to confess his love to Eri."
"Really, daughters are much better—sweet, caring, always thinking of their father. Why did I even bother having a son?"
Despite his grumbling, an amused smile lingered on his lips.
Then, without hesitation, Kyōsuke slowly ascended into the air, his figure rising steadily until he landed atop the grandstands.
There, the battle had already reached a grim conclusion.
Both Izuna and Tobirama lay utterly defeated. Their limbs were impaled by jet-black rods, rendering them completely immobile—unable to put up even the slightest resistance.
"Rest assured," Isshiki said with a faint smile, his tone calm yet laced with chilling certainty. "They are an excellent nourishment—I won't let them die so easily."
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