Naruto: Starting with the Ten Kage Techniques, Sukuna Jinchuriki

Chapter 122 Blood Escape? I have a little bit of superhuman strength.

As dawn broke over the Land of Whirlpools, the morning light, carrying a hint of warmth, filtered through the withered branches and ruins, casting withered shadows that symbolized deathly stillness.

Outside the ruins stood an elderly man with gray hair and a still upright posture, sporting a spiky hairstyle.

Three children with different hair colors followed beside him.

Yahiko and Konan looked at the old man warily, already feeling a little regretful.

Where did they take them?

But considering his ability to easily deal with those bad ninjas, the three of them couldn't bear to part with him.

"Lord Madara, where is this?"

The shy red-haired boy, Nagato, lowered his head and tugged at the hem of Madara's clothes.

Of the three, he was the closest to Ban, finding the cold old man very endearing.

"This is the ruins of the Uzumaki clan," Madara said, without lowering his head. "It was also your former homeland."

"Nagato's hometown?" Konan covered her mouth, her eyes wide.

"Nagato's surname was Uzumaki, so here..."

"Another war!" Yahiko gritted his teeth.

It goes without saying that it was that damned war.

"The Uzumaki clan was once a renowned clan, known for its vigorous vitality and sealing techniques."

Madara glimpsed the faint purple light of the Rinnegan through Nagato's wisps of hair and sighed with emotion.

The Uzumaki clan are distant relatives of the Senju, and in terms of vitality alone, they are even more vigorous than the Senju.

Otherwise, Madara wouldn't have chosen Nagato as the vessel for the Rinnegan.

"Is this place, like Amegakure, an enemy of Konoha?" Yahiko suddenly asked, seeing the ruins scattered all over the ground.

Nagato and Konan also looked up slightly at Madara.

The two shared the same idea as Yahiko.

"Quite the opposite." A sarcastic smile curled at the corner of Ban's lips.

"The Land of Whirlpools was once a country that stood by Konoha, but unfortunately, it was destroyed and perished in barbarity and plunder, and it never received any support from Konoha before it died."

Ban recounted the stories that had happened on this land.

"Why didn't Fushiko make a move?" Yahiko's body trembled slightly. "Isn't he the strongest in Konoha?"

In young Yahiko's mind, Fukuyo was Konoha's sharpest sword, an absolute demon king who forced Amegakure to surrender and submit.

The mountain that Yu Yin pierced through and was worshipped by fools is irrefutable proof.

"Don't get it wrong, Fu Heiyao is just a kid who's three years older than you."

Even the usually stoic Madara seemed a little speechless at this point.

In Amegakure, Fukuyo is almost being portrayed as the incarnation of Kagutsuchi from mythology, completely ignoring his actual age.

However, that kid is indeed strong enough, and he also has a sense of malice. Several White Zetsu were almost discovered recently, so Madara simply took Nagato elsewhere to teach him.

Upon hearing this, the three little ones widened their eyes.

"Don't worry about it. Nagato has potential no less than that of Obsidian. The future belongs to him."

Madara is very confident about his Rinnegan.

The Rinnegan was created by fusing the Yin Release of the Uchiha clan with the Yang Release of the Senju clan, taking most of his life to develop, and only awakened in his later years when he was on the verge of death. It is said to be the eye of the Sage of Six Paths.

Even if Nagato wasn't the original owner, Madara believed that as long as he grew up smoothly, he could easily unleash power surpassing that of a Kage.

As for Fukuyo, burdened by his bloodline disease, he was probably already on his deathbed by then.

Of course, Madara did not intend to abandon Fukuyo.

He is a pawn for Madara to use to check Nagato in the future.

Ban would personally shatter his hope in his most desperate moment, and then give him light.

"Hashirama, the era of the ninja village you created was destined to be a mistake."

Madara gazed in the direction of Konoha, his expression complex.

The war in the ninja world is like a cycle. He once thought that Hashirama's idea would be right, but in reality, it was just jumping from a small cycle into a larger one.

Moving beyond a narrow perspective, observing Madara of the ninja world through the lens of White Zetsu offers some insights.

The entire ninja world is nothing more than a game of dynamic balance.

Just like the blood feud between the Senju and Uchiha clans, the current ninja world is merely repeating the same pattern.

They're all just wrapped in a more exquisite shell; their essence is the same—equally filthy!

The culprits are those high-ranking figures, or rather, the evil in human nature.

Unfortunately, the inherent flaws of ninjas made them stubbornly cling to their evil ways.

Madara said self-deprecatingly, "Even I couldn't escape the shackles of being a ninja. What would you do in that situation?"

"As long as you live in a narrow village, you are destined to go down into the abyss."

Madara hoped that Fushiko would attract the attention of those high-ranking daimyo, and then put pressure on them.

Let's see what choice he makes.

Of course, Madara will accelerate this process, allowing him to cross the abyss and reach the light of Infinite Tsukuyomi more quickly.

"Lord Madara, the base has been set up."

Just then, a white Zetsu emerged from the ground, revealing its ghastly green hair.

"How are the White Zetsu from Kumogakure doing?"

"Everything has been arranged."

The three children weren't surprised at all; they had gotten used to strange people appearing around Uncle Ban these days.

As long as he can teach them skills, Yahiko doesn't care.

"Stay with me for a while, and I'll guide your training." Madara slowly walked towards the underground base.

The three little ones quickly followed.

Five members of the advance support team arrived first at the border base between Konoha and Amegakure in the Land of Rain.

The gloomy sky seemed to be covered by a thin layer of gray clouds, and the continuous rain made the already sparse sunlight soak into the clouds.

The light raindrops pattered on Kushina.

"Does it really rain all the time in the Land of Rain?" Kushina, leaving the village for the first time, pestered Fushiko with all sorts of questions like a curious child.

"If it's been raining all the time, why is the Land of Wind next door a desert?"

"The ocean currents were blocked by the mountains to the east of Yuyin, causing some areas to die from drought and others to die from flooding."

Fu Heiyao answered in a half-hearted manner.

He would explain the simple things, but if they were too complicated, he would just use a head pat to gloss over them.

Meanwhile, Orochimaru and Jiraiya were exchanging information.

"Is the battle in Amegakure really this intense?" Orochimaru glanced at Jiraiya's soft armor, which was still stained with blood, and his dark gold pupils contracted.

"No, it's not that. I just forgot to wash it. After all, I'm a writer, and time is limited." Jiraiya scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed.

"You're hopeless," Orochimaru said speechlessly.

"Kushina? Even she's here. It seems the village is under a lot of pressure." Jiraiya was somewhat surprised when he saw the five people who were the vanguard supporting Amegakure, or rather, when he saw Kushina.

As a disciple of the Hokage, he knew a little about Kushina's special identity.

If she's going to join the war, then the village is probably already surrounded by enemies.

"No, it's not that bad. It's just that there are some special reasons I can't say."

Orochimaru hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

You can't exactly say that the little girl standing in front of you has become the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki and suddenly gained the power of a Five Kage.

"If it's inconvenient to talk about it, tell me when it's convenient." Jiraiya waved his hand, not paying attention to these things, and turned his attention to Minato.

He first patted Minato on the shoulder, offering words of comfort under Nawaki's disdainful gaze.

"Jiraiya-sensei, how have you been?" Minato said with a gentle smile.

"As expected of my disciple, Jiraiya!" Upon learning that Minato had mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique, Jiraiya immediately burst into laughter.

"Uncle Jiraiya, have you been secretly doing anything bad while you were staying in Amegakure?" Nawaki couldn't stand Jiraiya being such a hands-off teacher, so he questioned him fiercely.

"How can you talk about writers like that?" Jiraiya coughed, his eyes darting around, and changed the subject.

"Ahem, let's end this small talk here."

"Perfect timing, Yao is here. With your malicious perception, those flea-like Iwagakure can be dealt with too."

"Are those Iwagakure members strong?" Fu Heiyao asked.

"Not bad, with your strength, it's a piece of cake." Jiraiya glanced at Kushina, a knowing look on his face.

"It's just that they're well hidden," Jiraiya said, puzzled. "You know, Iwagakure's human wave tactics combined with Earth Release are notoriously troublesome."

Upon hearing the word "concealed," Fu Heiyao knew this was going to be a one-sided, educational lesson.

All I can say about Fukuyo is that the combination of Kagura's Mind's Eye and Malicious Perception is something only those who use it truly understand.

Fu Heiyao didn't even bother to check the information; he just asked for a general direction and went there.

Nawaki and Minato didn't question it and followed Fukuko out.

"What a deep bond," Jiraiya said with a smile.

"Yes, I really look forward to the future of these kids. Just seeing them gives me hope," Orochimaru exclaimed.

In the misty drizzle, the four of them traversed the rugged mountain caves, steadily approaching their target location.

When they were about the same distance, Fukuyo looked at Kushina.

"Kushina, concentrate and use Kagura's Mind's Eye to sense things."

Kushina, who was right next to Fukuyo, immediately closed her eyes and used Kagura's Mind's Eye to perceive the world.

After extracting the Nine-Tails' chakra, her Kagura Mind's Eye has been fully awakened.

Her incredibly wide-range perception, far exceeding that of Fukuko, and the detailed information from Kagura's Mind's Eye perception, propelled her to become the most...

Strong information bits.

"There are still eighteen chakras five kilometers away, at the three o'clock position."

These words resonated in Fu Heiyao's mind through telepathy.

Ever since Kushina stole the Nine-Tails' chakra, the curse seems to have been elevated, even extending to telepathic communication.

However, in the eyes of others, the two are an incredibly well-matched pair.

"Looks like we still need to clear out the roadside scum." Fukuyo also sensed the ninja's presence in the distance, but not as clearly as Kushina.

He gestured to Nawaki and Minato.

Behind them, Nawaki and Minato both took out kunai from their ninja tool bags in advance.

The next moment, Fu Heiyao loaded the Bull Piercing Technique.

Although he had a clear idea of ​​the Shikigami's ultimate technique, he was not yet proficient in some Shikigami.

If one wishes to reach the profound mysteries of techniques comparable to those in the field, this war is undoubtedly the best whetstone.

After diving five kilometers, by the time the enemy noticed Fu Heiyao, he had already accumulated terrifying momentum.

"Where did this hothead come from?"

This was the Iwagakure unit's immediate response.

Because ninjas always fight by assassination, a direct attack is either against a new ninja who hasn't yet adapted to the battlefield, or against someone with absolute confidence.

Judging from the not-so-tall, blurry figure, Iwagakure thought it was the former, but the captain's questioning made them realize that something was wrong.

The leader of the Iwagakure ninja immediately unleashed Earth Release: Earth Spear technique while shouting, "It's Sharingan! Don't look into his eyes!"

But it was too late. Fukuko's Sharingan only glanced at the twelve Iwagakure members, and then their eyes went blank for a moment. They all turned around and aimed their kunai at their teammates' vital points.

The next moment, splattered blood stained the ground red, and the sounds of corpses falling to the ground rose and fell.

Hidden in the shadows, Nawaki and Minato watched the shocking scene of more than a dozen Iwagakure members being instantly killed by genjutsu, experiencing the power of Sharingan genjutsu for the first time.

However, this emotion was fleeting, and they quickly focused their attention on the enemy.

"An earthen spear?"

Nawaki frowned. Even in Iwagakure, there aren't many people who can use this advanced nature transformation, Earth Release.

The person in front of me is at least an elite Jonin. Even if he and Minato team up, they might have a tough time fighting him.

However, if it's Yao who makes the move, then there's no problem.

Kushina didn't understand any of this; she simply used her senses to instantly lock onto the remaining ninjas, her powerful punch poised to strike.

"Dare to stop me?"

Before the eyes of the Iwagakure team's Jonin, who were filled with rage, Fushiko's fist came crashing down.

The fist may not be large, but it generates intense heat when it strikes the air.

The Iwagakure ninja's eyes were bloodshot, but not because of the deadly threat that was right in front of him.

In his mind, the Earth Spear could even block Fire Release ninjutsu, let alone a fist.

He was surprised by Fu Heiyao's familiar face.

"It's the Flame Demon! Obsidian Fubuki!"

The few remaining Iwagakure members recognized Fukuyo.

He defeated demigods, and even demigods could not match his title.

However, Fukuko's fire-style technique, which was comparable to a miracle, was still passed down by word of mouth among the Amegakure ninja who participated in that battle and the nearby residents.

However, compared to those Amegakure who compared Fukuyo to Kagutsuchi, they preferred to call him the Flame Demon.

"Even a Flame Demon couldn't possibly..."

Before the Jonin from Iwagakure could finish speaking, he was struck squarely by Fukuko's charged attack, and then his Blood Release technique vanished.

"He's got some skill; he managed to escape from Yao's clutches." Rope Tree frowned, sensing that this person was no ordinary individual.

"Such speed! It vanished without leaving a trace of blood." Minato exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be some kind of secret technique?"

Even the Hidden Stone Village members thought so, wondering if their captain had mastered some kind of secret technique.

However, the opportunity was fleeting, and the three, after a moment of reflection, quickly charged towards Iwagakure.

For a moment, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Even Minato, currently the weakest member of the team, possesses speed that even a Jonin wouldn't be able to react to.

Nawaki possesses the malice perception that hard counters ninjas, and Kushina is even more so; her monstrous strength combined with the suppressive effect of the Adamantine Chains is a pure numerical and mechanic-based crushing victory.

The remaining five Iwagakure ninjas were all elites. Fukuko didn't use his Sharingan, but instead used the techniques of his shikigami to fight.

They would use techniques like Jade Dog's Claw, Nue's Thunder, Full Elephant's Water, and even Great Serpent's Scales in rotation.

While not as direct as the Sharingan's instant kill, it is still a form of overwhelming power and can hone Fukuko's relatively weaker physical skills and fundamentals.

After the last survivor of the Iwagakure was swallowed by the giant snake of the Nawaki clan, Minato hesitated for a moment and said, "Yo, did you turn the Iwagakure leader into a bloody mist?"

Rope Tree was taken aback by what he heard.

"Impossible, even for a ninja, this kind of power is too outrageous."

Fu Heiya grinned and made a gesture with his index finger and thumb.

"I have a bit of superhuman strength."

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