Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World

Chapter 570 Reverse Fate, Laziness

The dim moonlight enveloped the ravaged land.

In the center of that battlefield, repeatedly ravaged by war and riddled with craters and fissures, a magnificent yet eerie building stands silently.

That's the underground palace.

It was completely exposed on the surface of the earth.

The entire underground palace consists of five enclosed spaces, made of gray-black rock that seems to have been deposited for countless years, with countless fine and intricate patterns engraved on the surface, resembling circuit diagrams.

Under the dim moonlight, these patterns flowed with a deep, dark blue light, flickering and changing, as if they were breathing slowly.

The five-layered space is not stacked vertically, but rather arranged in a front-to-back, sequential manner.

The first three levels are like steps, each level wider than the last.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, the space suddenly becomes exceptionally spacious, as if it were the foundation of the entire building.

The fifth floor rises high behind the fourth floor, its height far exceeding that of the previous four floors, pointing straight into the night sky.

The entire underground palace looks just like a tomb.

The fifth and highest level is the tombstone.

This is a tomb that has been sleeping for countless years.

At this moment, countless figures are rushing towards it.

The allied ninja forces surged in from the edge of the battlefield like a tide, their footsteps creating a dull rumble.

The figures of Ōtsutsuki Isshiki and Urashiki had already disappeared into the shadows of the underground palace.

Further away, Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju, Kawashiki, Naruto, Sasuke, Nagato, and others also turned their gaze to the building that had suddenly risen.

It was as if something within that underground palace was drawing everyone in.

Bang! !

At that moment, a muffled, loud bang exploded in the space of the first level of the underground palace.

"die!"

Tsunade's missed punch landed on the ground, the terrifying force shattering the ground and sending debris flying into the air, creating a cloud of dust.

The figure in front of her, Orochimaru's clone, or rather, the White Snake Sage, dodged at the last second, creating distance between them.

"Don't even think about running away!"

A fierce glint flashed in Tsunade's eyes, and she didn't hesitate for a moment.

Bang bang bang!

She suddenly spun around, her body twisting like a taut bowstring, and kicked out several times, striking the huge boulders falling from the sky.

The rubble, imbued with terrifying power, ripped through the air like cannonballs, emitting a piercing shriek, and hurtled toward Orochimaru, who was retreating and trying to create distance!

"This woman is that damned slug's contractor? What kind of power is this?"

Orochimaru's expression changed; he could sense the power contained within those rubble stones.

If hit head-on, even this split body created by Orochimaru with his last bit of power would not be spared.

Without hesitation, he suddenly raised the imitation six-stripe tin staff in his hand, attempting to smash the rubble.

However, at this very moment—

Time seemed to slow down.

It felt like the whole world was being soaked in a viscous liquid, creating a stagnant sensation.

The dust floating in the air, the trajectory of flying pebbles, Orochimaru's raised arm, even the twisted expression that had just appeared on his face—

Everything was slowed down and stretched out by an invisible force.

"What the hell?"

Orochimaru's eyes moved with difficulty, his pupils contracting slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance.

Jiraiya stared intently in this direction, his arm muscles bulging, veins coiling like dragons.

The blunt, broad-bladed stone sword in his hand was forcefully driven into the ground beneath his feet, the blade sinking into the rock with a dull thud.

That is————

Let's reverse our fate.

Jiraiya's deep voice, unhindered by the slowed-down time, reached Orochimaru's ears word by word.

"Laziness," he said.

hum!

Centered on the stone sword stuck in the ground, a semi-transparent arc suddenly spread out, instantly sweeping across the entire space.

Wherever it passed, the dust scattered in the air seemed to be paused, and then began to drift back into the air.

The trajectories of the flying pebbles resembled reversed images, all receding backward. Even the cracks in the ground that Tsunade had kicked open were visibly healing and disappearing.

Everything is returning to normal.

Orochimaru felt a sudden dizziness and a strong sense of unease.

The tactile sensation in his hand revealed that the replica of the Six Paths Staff remained horizontally across his chest, not yet raised.

His arm hadn't had time to exert force yet; his body was still frozen in the moment before he was about to block.

Time has been reversed?

Orochimaru's pupils contracted sharply as he instantly realized what was happening.

But it was too late.

Bang! Bang bang bang!

The pebbles that Tsunade had kicked out slammed into him squarely.

A terrifying force erupted, instantly blasting his split body into a bloody mess, his bones shattering with a cracking sound, and his internal organs seemingly turned into mush.

The rocks shattered upon impact, turning into countless fragments and dust that exploded with a deafening roar.

"puff!"

Orochimaru spat out a mouthful of blood. Crimson blood mist and grayish-white dust intertwined and swirled in front of him, obscuring his vision, and he staggered backward.

"Damn it—"

Orochimaru opened his mouth in shock and anger, but only more bloody taste came out of his throat.

The next moment————

call!

The dust and blood mist in front of them were suddenly dispersed by a violent gust of air.

A figure burst forth from within.

Orochimaru's face was reflected in Tsunade's pupils, and past scenes flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

That spring, the sun shone brightly, and the three children stood before the Third Hokage, heads tilted back, their eyes filled with anticipation and pride for the future.

"From today onwards, you are my disciples."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's smile was warm and kind, Jiraiya patted his chest casually, Orochimaru had a reserved smile on his lips, and she, Tsunade, stood with her hands on her hips.

The sky back then was so blue it looked like it had been washed.

Amidst the smoke of the Second Shinobi World War, the three stood back to back, facing an enemy many times their size, with the continuous rain from the Land of Rain lashing their faces.

The title of "Legendary Sannin" was earned by them with their lives.

But the war never stopped.

Corpses piled up like mountains, comrades fell one by one, and those who were laughing and joking yesterday were now cold remains.

Fear began to take root, disgust began to sprout, anger began to burn, until finally, everything turned into a deep sense of powerlessness and numbness.

It's unclear when exactly, but the three of them began to diverge.

Jiraiya chose to place his hopes on a vague prophecy, Orochimaru chose to abandon everything he once possessed to frantically pursue the truth, and she—

She chose to escape through a life of debauchery.

Now, that close friend who once fought alongside me has become the monster before my eyes.

"If this is your choice—"

Tsunade's eyes turned completely cold, and the burning anger transformed into pure killing intent at that moment.

Then this is mine too!

hum!

On her forehead, black lines spread rapidly from the Yin Seal at its center, covering her entire body. The lines were deep and almost pitch black, exuding a chilling aura.

Her right fist was poised to strike, every muscle taut to its limit.

The power of "hollow" and chakra condensed, compressed, and compressed again at the point of the fist, transforming into a terrifying force capable of shattering everything.

With his fist pointing forward, he tore through the air, aiming directly at Orochimaru's face.

"Orochimaru!!" she roared, "Die, you bastard!"

Bang! !

This punch landed squarely on Orochimaru's face.

Click click click!

A series of fine, crisp cracking sounds rang out; it was the sound of bones breaking and shattering.

Orochimaru's pale face twisted and deformed instantly under that punch, his eyes bulging out.

Tsunade's fist did not stop for a moment, pressing his head down and slamming him into the ground with unparalleled force!

Boom!!

The ground shook, and gravel flew everywhere.

Centered on Orochimaru's head, spiderweb-like cracks spread out in all directions, creating a shallow crater in the ground.

Blood spurted from the shattered skull, the warm blood splashing onto Tsunade's face and slowly sliding down her cheeks.

Moments later, the aftershocks of the tremor gradually subsided.

The flying debris and dust settled slowly, and a brief silence fell over the surroundings.

L

'

Tsunade silently raised her fist, and the flesh and bone fragments stuck to her knuckles fell off with her movement, making a soft pattering sound as they hit the ground.

In her pupils, Orochimaru's head, which had been embedded in the ground and smashed into a pile of mud, was reflected, completely disfigured and unrecognizable as human.

"call."

Having confirmed that Orochimaru had completely lost consciousness, Tsunade slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

She wiped the blood from her face, raised her head, and looked through the swirling dust towards Jiraiya's direction.

Jiraiya stood beside the stone sword stuck in the ground, one hand still resting on the hilt.

He didn't look at Tsunade, but at the corpse that was no longer human. That once familiar face was now just a blurry mass of flesh and blood.

His gaze was complex, containing sadness, weariness, relief, and a hint of inexplicable melancholy.

"Jiraiya, you're still here—"

Tsunade frowned and opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something.

But at that moment...

Rumble!!

The ground, which had been relatively calm, suddenly began to tremble. The gravel underfoot bounced and made a low rumbling sound, as if some giant beast was awakening.

"What?" Jiraiya and Tsunade turned their heads sharply, their eyes fixed on the direction from which the earthquake was coming from.

That place is ————

"The fourth floor?"

Their pupils contracted simultaneously, then their faces lit up with joy.

They immediately realized what had happened.

It's Yun Chuan!

Yun Chuan must have successfully opened the entrance to the fourth level!

The two exchanged a glance, and in that exchange of looks, they could both see the hesitation in each other's eyes.

Should we proceed to the fourth level now?

Should we retreat first, seek support, and proceed cautiously?

Just as their thoughts were racing...

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Two streaks of light suddenly swept past the two of them without stopping, heading straight towards the fourth floor.

The speed was so fast that even Tsunade could only catch a fleeting afterimage, and the gust of wind it generated caused the hems of Tsunade and Jiraiya's clothes to be violently lifted backward.

Only Jiraiya, who had activated Sage Mode at that moment, could barely make out the appearances of the two figures.

"Those two Otsutsuki?!" Jiraiya's expression changed.

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