Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 467 The Ninja World Three Thousand Years Ago

"Huff...huff...cough cough!"

The boy ran desperately, his chest heaving. The icy rain poured into his mouth and nose, each breath carrying a burning pain and a metallic taste, almost suffocating him.

But he dared not stop, not even slow down by a single step, constantly tugging at his exhausted legs.

He was already the fastest runner in the tribe, but the rain came too suddenly. The wet and cold rain lashed at his body like a whip, soaking his clothes and clinging heavily to his skin.

Underfoot was a thick layer of rotten leaves and mud, soft and slippery. Every step could sink you into a mud pit of unknown depth, and the gravel in the mud and leaves would hurt you.

In this situation, he simply cannot run.

Click click...

The sound of the giant python gliding across the wet ground and crushing the dry branches of the bushes, mixed with the deafening thunder and rain, clung to me like a leech, getting closer and closer!

Fear, like a venomous snake, coiled tightly around his heart, tightening its grip until only one last thought remained in his mind.

run!
Run faster!
Leave here, go back to the tribe, back to the place with the campfire and your companions!
He instinctively turned around and looked back. In the pale light of the lightning that momentarily illuminated the forest, he saw that the giant python's ferocious head was less than ten steps away.

The dark scales are tightly packed together, and rainwater flows down through the gaps between them, reflecting a cold light.

Those cold, vertical pupils, like those of a predator, stared at him. The forked, scarlet forked tongue flicked out from time to time, hissing as if savoring the prey's fear in the air.

With just one glance, the boy was terrified, his legs went weak, and his already flustered and unsteady steps completely went out of control.

"no no!"

He instinctively tried to speed up, but in his panic, he tripped over a tree root that was half-buried in the mud and fallen leaves.

Pfft!
The boy lost his balance and fell face down into the mud. Mud, rotten leaves, and rainwater instantly filled his head and face, making him cough.

He frantically clawed at the mud with both hands, struggling to get up, his knees and palms burning from the cuts and scrapes from the pebbles and broken branches.

"Stand up!"

"Get up!"

He screamed inwardly, but when he tried to use his right foot to support his body and exert force, a sudden, excruciating pain shot through his ankle, causing him to cry out in agony: "Ah!"

He looked down and saw that his right ankle was visibly swollen and red, clearly from a severe twist when he fell, possibly even breaking the bone.

The slightest movement causes excruciating pain.

it's over...

Driven by his survival instinct, he struggled to turn over, looking behind him as he crawled on the ground using both hands and feet.

However, the giant python was already very close.

"Sigh~"

The python slowed its pace and did not immediately pounce. Instead, it stopped a short distance away, its vertical pupils coldly watching its prey trembling in the mud.

Damn it!

The boy's hand, hidden behind his back, trembled slightly, and the stone blade he held in his hand also trembled.

This snake is intelligent and patient, with a ruthless composure like a cat hunting a mouse.

As the boy's body gradually stiffened due to blood loss, the python, after confirming that its prey was truly unable to resist, raised its head and finally opened its mouth wide enough to swallow the boy whole.

The scarlet mouth, the pale white barbed fangs, and the overwhelming stench almost made the already terrified boy vomit on the spot.

The boy's face was completely drained of color, leaving only a deathly pale ashes, as if one could clearly hear their heart pounding wildly in their chest.

He could only watch helplessly as the foul-smelling snake's mouth suddenly magnified in his field of vision...

Am I going to die?
Am I going to die?!
The thought arose, and a chilling despair and fear spread rapidly up his spine and throughout his body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his blood seemingly frozen.

"No, no, I... I can't die yet! I haven't been able to..."

Blood seemed to rush to his head, his face turning a sickly red, his expression suddenly becoming ferocious and twisted, and his trembling hands gripping the stone blade tightly.

"Roar!!" The boy roared like a wild beast, using all his remaining strength to pounce on the giant python.

However, just as the foul-smelling snake's mouth snapped shut and his stone blade thrust out to strike it...

"hiss!"

The giant python that was about to pounce suddenly froze in mid-air, as if it had been gripped by an invisible hand, frozen in the last moment of its attack.

Those originally cold, vertical pupils gradually showed signs of fear.

then……

That ferocious head and that thick body suddenly swelled rapidly.

puff! !
Crimson flesh, broken scales, white bone fragments, and large amounts of hot, bloody blood and internal organs sprayed out in all directions like blooming blood-red fireworks!

Most of it was spilled onto the surrounding trees, mud, and puddles, and the boy who rushed over was also drenched by the sudden rain of blood.

Snake blood, with its strong, fishy smell, splattered all over his head and face, and large pieces of rotten flesh hung on his hair and shoulders.

"W-what happened?"

His mind went blank, and his face, covered in mud and snake blood, changed from a ferocious expression to a blank and bewildered one, his mouth opening unconsciously.

He had absolutely no idea what was happening.

Why did the giant python, which could have swallowed him whole, suddenly...?

Dead?
hum!
Before he could react, an irresistible force suddenly acted on him.

It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed his head and lifted him out of the mud.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The boy screamed in terror, struggling and kicking his limbs in the air, but to no avail. He was pulled off the ground by that force and flew into the air.

The cold raindrops lashed his face, and the weightlessness and whistling wind brought him to the peak of his fear. The fear of the unknown far surpassed that of the giant python.

what is this? ?

What is this?!
As his soul drifted away, his ascent came to an abrupt halt.

He felt himself stop, and a cold, slender, pale hand gently grasped the top of his head.

The hand wasn't very strong; it was even quite gentle. The boy felt like an ant being pinched, but he didn't want to be crushed to death.

That indescribable aura instantly froze the struggling boy, even his scream caught in his throat.

"Human beings."

A calm, cool voice rang out as Ōtsutsuki Kumoshiki asked, "What is your name? Where is this place?"

what?
Hearing the sound but not understanding it, the boy subconsciously opened his eyes. Through his vision blurred by rain and blood, a face was reflected in his pupils, which were dilated with fear.

That was a beauty and a chill that transcended the comprehension of a teenager.

Her skin was as pale as snow, devoid of any color, yet so smooth and delicate that it seemed inhuman. Two striking white dots adorned her brow, and her long, blue-white hair fluttered in the wind, untouched by a speck of rain.

What terrified him most were those eyes, pure white, like ice, or like a mirror reflecting his soul, looking at him without any emotion, distant and indifferent.

"Language differences?"

Looking at the bewildered and dazed boy, Otsutsuki Kumoshiki frowned slightly.

Human languages ​​can evolve with time and geographical location, resulting in significant differences. It is perfectly normal for ancient languages ​​from three thousand years ago to be completely different from those of later generations.

"Never mind, I'll see for myself." He muttered to himself, his tone completely calm, as he slowly landed on a tree. The slender hand that held the boy's head emitted a deep, dark light from its palm.

A chilling, icy Yin Release chakra quietly surged from his palm, probing deep into the boy's fragile mind.

"Well!!"

It felt as if a red-hot iron needle had pierced his head. The boy shuddered, his eyes rolled back, and he let out a shrill scream.

This is the "Heart Layer Submersion" of the Human Path in the Rinnegan.

With Otsutsuki Kumoshiki's current understanding and control of spiritual energy, even without the Rinnegan, it wouldn't be difficult to achieve a similar effect, though it wouldn't be as effortless as with the Rinnegan.

"His name is Lei. His father was the previous chieftain. He was killed by the Black Stone Tribe, and the entire tribe was defeated. He escaped and rekindled the eternal flame here..."

Memories are complex and fragmented, but Otsutsuki Yun quickly extracts useful information.

"Preliminary agricultural and pottery-making techniques have emerged, and some tribes have even begun to use bronze tools."

"The tribe that this 'Lei' belongs to was defeated by another tribe, the Black Stone tribe, which used bronze weapons, and was forced to migrate here..."

"It seems that this era was still in a rather primitive tribal civilization stage, but social differentiation and bronze artifacts had already emerged."

"Although I haven't been to very far places, I've followed the tribe on several migrations, and based on my limited memories..."

Otsutsuki Yun raised his eyes, his vision expanding to several kilometers, piercing through the rain and jungle before him, and penetrating deep into the earth.

"Is that where?" His gaze fell on a spot several kilometers away.

The vegetation there is exceptionally lush and vibrant. Even in the dim light, you can see that the trees are tall and thick, and various ferns and shrubs are layered upon each other, so lush and green that they almost overflow.

In his disdainful gaze, deep within the strata of that area, several intertwined mineral veins lay buried underground, radiating a rich vitality.

Isn't this the place that Orochimaru, guided by him, traveled through mountains and rivers to reach back then?
Grell's Stone and the Cavern of Time?

Otsutsuki Yunshi turned his gaze back to the native boy 'Ray' in his hand.

At this moment, 'Lei's' body trembled slightly, but he obediently dared not struggle or utter a sound.

Swish!
Just then, a cacophony of shouts and footsteps, accompanied by the rustling of leaves, came from not far away.

Clearly, Lei's screams had finally attracted the attention of his tribesmen.

"Ray! Where are you?"

"There's movement over there! And there's a smell of blood!"

"Quick! Keep up!"

Soon, a dozen or so figures emerged from behind the dense bushes and trees.

Most of them were muscular and strong, with dark and rough skin. They wore simple animal skin clothing and held weapons such as bone or stone bows and arrows, and spears with sharp stone pieces or animal horns attached to them.

The rain soaked their disheveled hair and animal skins, but they soon spotted the large cloud-like tree in the tree.

"There it is! In the tree!"

"What is that?"

"It's Lei! Quick, save him!"

The natives were astonished when they saw the figure standing in the tree, dressed in pure white and with pale skin.

However, upon seeing the 'thunder' in the other party's hand, the hunters holding bows and arrows instinctively drew back their bowstrings.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Several arrows, carved from hardwood and tipped with sharpened bone arrowheads, whistled through the rain and shot toward the Otsutsuki Cloud Style on the tree!
The arrow was aimed at his arm; these hunters were experienced and were trying to force him to let go or dodge.

However, faced with this sudden attack, Ōtsutsuki Kumoshiki simply looked calmly at the several bone arrows flying towards him.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The arrows that were originally being fired at high speed seemed to hit an invisible wall and stopped in mid-air when they were about a meter away from Otsutsuki Kumoshiki.

"What's going on?" The faces of the natives showed shock.

hum!
The chakra that had been surrounding him and protecting him from the rain suddenly spread outwards from the center of Otsutsuki's Cloud Style.

The 'thunder' he was holding by the head was the first to be hit. Under the sudden repulsive force, it was violently thrown out and flew backward toward the natives not far away.

At the same time, the bone arrows that were suspended in the air were also thrown back at a faster speed than when they came, due to the repulsive force.

"careful!"

"what!"

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh was followed by a short, agonizing scream.

Several natives who were positioned at the front were caught off guard and were pierced through the body by the arrows that flew back, their blood staining the mud beneath their feet.

The man in the lead, the most burly and with a hideous scar on his face, reacted the fastest.

The moment the arrow flew backward, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his still-stunned young companion over and shielded him in front of him.

puff!

The bone arrow, originally aimed at his face, pierced through the young native who was being used as a human shield, with the arrowhead even protruding slightly from his back, almost grazing the scarred man's face.

The scarred man stared at the arrow, which was still dripping blood and was almost within reach. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his face, and his heart pounded wildly. He felt both fear and the shock and anger of having almost died!
He tossed the still-convulsing corpse aside and, hysterically, roared at the others who were in a state of panic over the deaths and injuries of their comrades: "Damn it! Give me..."

"Wait! Hold on! Don't do it!"

The 'Thunder' who had been thrown out earlier shouted and then staggered and limped over, spreading his arms to block the crowd.

"He...he's not an enemy. He saved me, and..."

'Lei' spoke rapidly, trying to explain and try to stop this conflict, which he saw as hopeless and doomed to destruction.

However, the scarred man was enraged by the arrow that had almost killed him, and he had lost his mind and reason, so he wouldn't listen to any explanation.

"Go away!"

Before 'Lei' could finish speaking, the scarred man roughly shoved him behind him, the force so great that the already injured boy fell into the mud again.

The scarred man raised his stone axe, pointed it at the expressionless Otsutsuki Kumoshiki on a distant tree, and shouted sharply, "Kill the one who trespassed into our territory..."

puff! !
A muffled thud interrupted the scarred man's roar.

The scarred man's voice stopped abruptly, his ferocious and furious expression froze instantly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his throat tightly.

Warm blood gushed from between his fingers, instantly staining his palms and shirt red.

He turned his head stiffly, glancing behind him out of the corner of his eye.

There, the boy who had just been roughly pulled away had somehow gotten back up, his face covered in mud and blood, his expression unreadable.

Only those eyes were wildly ferocious, yet calm and resolute.

"idiot."

The boy gripped the stone blade tightly in his hand, slit his throat, and blood dripped out. He said coldly, "If you want to die, then die by yourself. Don't drag us down with you."

The scarred man opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a hissing sound came from his throat as large amounts of blood gushed from his slit throat and mouth.

thump……

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, his body twitched a few times, and he fell to the side, crashing into the muddy water and splashing water everywhere.

Upon seeing this, a hint of interest flashed in Otsutsuki Unshiki's eyes.

(End of this chapter)