Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

High in the sky, the wind howled fiercely.

Susanoo's deep purple bone wings drew two long trails in the sea of ​​clouds, eventually hovering at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Beneath my feet lies a continent with distinct divisions.

One side is dark green, the other is withered yellow, completely separated by a winding mountain range.

"Senior, are you really... going to do it here?"

Yahiko lay on the broad shoulder armor of Susanoo, his voice dry from excitement and tension.

From this angle, the mountain range known as the "Spine of the Continent" looks like a child's casually drawn line in the sand, so small it seems unreal.

But he knew that every inch of it was an indestructible rock.

"Otherwise what?"

Qianxuan, holding Konan, stood atop Susanoo's head, as if he were standing on his own balcony.

"I can't exactly run down there and hack away bit by bit with a knife, can I? That's too inefficient."

Xiao Nan's face was still buried in his chest, burning hot.

She could feel the vibrations in the man's chest and the strong, powerful beating of his heart as he spoke.

bride price……

This word, like a spell, echoed repeatedly in her mind.

Nagato stood on the other side of the shoulder armor, without saying a word.

He just stared intently at the mountain range below, then looked down at the giant at his feet, a being made of pure chakra and resembling a god.

He subconsciously touched his eyes.

These eyes possess a power that ordinary people cannot imagine.

But at this moment, looking at Qian Xuan's calm and collected appearance, an extremely absurd yet incredibly real thought uncontrollably welled up from the bottom of his heart.

hateful……

I really want a Gundam that cool!

Splitting a mountain in half with a single stroke...that's so cool!

"Alright, hold on tight. What's about to happen might be a little beyond your comprehension."

Qianxuan's voice brought the three of them back to reality.

He released his grip on Xiao Nan, gently placing her behind him, and then took a step forward.

"Sage Mode, activated."

As soon as he finished speaking, a completely different aura emanated from his body.

It was no longer the sharp, knife-like edge of before, but rather a kind of vastness and weight that coexisted with heaven and earth.

A faint orange eyeshadow appeared at the corner of Qianxuan's eyes.

This is not over yet.

"One-Sword Asura".

He gave a low shout.

boom!

The chakra within his body, refined and compressed to its limit, erupted like a bursting dam!

Sage Chakra and his own chakra fused, collided, and sublimated within him in a perfect ratio!

The originally deep purple Susanoo seemed to be infused with the blood of a god at this moment.

Countless intricate and ancient orange patterns began to appear on its body surface, its ferocious armor became more solid, and its majestic face seemed to come alive.

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of before and enough to make the very space tremble, suddenly descended!

Yahiko and Nagato were almost forced to their knees by this oppressive force.

They stared in horror at Qianxuan's retreating figure, feeling as if they were looking up at a real god who had stepped out of mythology.

"Sword, come!"

Qianxuan stretched out his hand.

The enormous Susanoo also made the same movement simultaneously.

A giant katana, a kilometer long and made of pure energy, slowly took shape in its hand.

Lightning flashed across the blade, and the sounds of wind and thunder were incessant.

"This...this..."

Yahiko could no longer speak in complete sentences.

Xiao Nan covered her mouth, her amber eyes reflecting the towering man and the giant blade capable of cleaving stars.

Qianxuan gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised it high.

Susanoo also raised the thousand-meter-long Kusanagi sword.

At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent.

The sea of ​​clouds churned, while the fierce winds ceased.

The entire world seemed to consist only of that one sword-wielding shadow, hovering above the clouds.

"This slash..."

Qianxuan's voice resonated in the hearts of the three.

"It's a gift for the Land of Rain."

"It's also... for you."

The moment he finished speaking, he swung the knife down.

There was no earth-shattering noise, nor any dazzling light effects.

Only a single, pure, and perfectly condensed sword light, seemingly capable of splitting space in two, flashed past from the heavens.

……

The Land of Winds, on the border.

A patrol team from Sunagakure was trudging through the desert under the scorching sun.

"Damn, this weather is getting hotter and hotter."

A ninja took off his water bottle, took only a small sip, and quickly put the lid back on.

"Bear with it. I heard Lord Kazekage has been in a bad mood lately, so let's not cause any trouble."

The captain said weakly.

Just then.

The ground shook violently without warning.

"What happened? An earthquake?"

Everyone immediately became alert.

Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

In the distance, the enormous mountain range that stretches across the horizon year after year suddenly cracked open from its middle without warning.

No, that's not a gap.

It was a bottomless, straight canyon, as if it had been cleaved open by a god with a giant axe!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun.

At this moment, the world was plunged into darkness.

"Th-what is that...?"

A young ninja pointed to the sky, his voice trembling.

The captain looked up.

He saw that in the sky, which was stained grayish-yellow by smoke and dust, white clouds—the kind he had only ever seen in books—were slowly drifting over from the other side of the mountains.

A breeze carrying damp moisture brushed against his face.

The feeling was unfamiliar, yet it made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to cry.

He suddenly remembered the crazy rumor that had been circulating in the village for the past two days.

Cutting down mountains...diverting water...

So it was all true!

……

Rain-Hidden Village.

On the street, pedestrians held umbrellas and hurried along.

Rain is an eternal theme in this country.

But just now, the rain that had been falling for who knows how many years suddenly stopped.

From torrential rain to a drizzle, and then to... a fine drizzle.

Finally, it stopped.

A little girl, sheltering from the rain under the eaves, curiously reached out her hand but couldn't catch a single drop of rain.

She raised her head and looked up at the leaden-gray sky.

A golden ray of light pierced through the thick clouds, like a sharp sword, cutting through the eternal gloom.

More and more people are venturing out of their homes.

They looked up, staring blankly at the sky.

They watched as the dark cloud that had ruled their entire lives dissipated at a visible speed.

Watching the long-lost, warm, golden sunlight, strand by strand, falling upon this weeping city.

"Has the rain... stopped?"

"Is the sky... clearing up?"

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers erupted.

Countless people embraced and wept, and countless others knelt on the ground, kissing the land that was no longer muddy.

They didn't know what had happened.

All they knew was that a miracle had occurred.

……

High in the sky, Susanoo slowly dissipated.

Qianxuan's face was somewhat pale, but his eyes remained bright.

He pulled Xiao Nan back into his arms and, with the three of them, slowly descended back to the top of the tower.

Yahiko and Nagato were still immersed in the miraculous scene they had just witnessed, unable to recover for a long time.

Xiao Nan leaned against Qian Xuan's chest, raised her head, and looked at the clear sky and the magnificent rainbow that stretched across the horizon.

She turned her head again and looked at the man.

He was smiling at me, a smile more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Do you like it?

he asks.

Xiao Nan did not answer.

She simply reached out and gently wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then, under the gaze of those slightly surprised golden vertical pupils, he stood on tiptoe and kissed her.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

An angel, on a sunny day, revealed the most beautiful smile.