In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

Inside the mansion, ordinary Hyuga clan members maintain the daily operations of this luxurious residence.

As people passed by, many wore headbands or strips of cloth to cover their foreheads. Most of them seemed to notice their gaze shifting downwards, their eyes losing all their sparkle.

Occasionally, members of the main branch of the family would walk by, their foreheads exposed, smooth and their heads held high.

Looking around, there are quite a few ninjas who can extract chakra.

Today is also a peaceful day in the Hyuga clan's territory.

Om-!

The invisible, mental pressure is like a torrential downpour under the scorching sun, falling without warning!

Almost instantly, everyone's brains felt as if they had been struck hard by a sledgehammer, the kinetic energy of which made them feel drowsy.

puff.

As if it were a signal, almost everyone else fell asleep at the same time after the first person sat down to sleep. The stronger ones could hold on a little longer, but not by much more than the people next to them.

In the courtyard deep within the mansion, a Jonin from the branch family keenly sensed the aura of danger and subconsciously activated his battlefield-level perception of peril.

Thanks to the Byakugan's inherent ability to detect danger, Hyuga ninjas have a stronger sense of danger than ordinary ninjas. Given enough time...

"What do you mean by 'danger everywhere'?!"

The oppression swept across the front yard almost instantly, reaching deep inside.

Unlike any oppressive feeling I had ever experienced before, this most domineering force from the mind made me involuntarily bend over.

"Killing intent? No, that's not it!"

"Hang in there! Just get through the first one!"

Those who can become Jonin are basically people with strong will. Although this invisible pressure is powerful, as long as they can survive the first wave and not be killed by the first encounter, their willpower is enough to maintain their mobility.

Those guarding this place are either officially appointed Konoha ninjas or private soldiers of the Hyuga clan's Jonin. How could mere mental pressure possibly bring them down!

puff.

Someone has fallen.

The person who had spoken immediately turned pale.

"Useless!"

The fallen soldier was a branch family Jonin who was usually responsible for protecting a member of the main family. Because he was a private soldier, he generally did not have the opportunity to go out unless the member of the main family he was protecting went out. His combat experience was far below the average level of Jonin, but his strength was indeed at the Jonin level, which is why he was assigned here.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Outside the Hyuga gate, Isogen casually blew a whistle, and pure wind-style chakra blew the gate open, revealing the mess behind it.

Those watching from both the open and covert perspectives were dumbfounded.

Uchiha Aoyama rubbed his eyes vigorously, taking a long time to recover. His face was flushed with excitement: "Big brother! Big brother! Can I learn this?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Uchiha Aoen slapped him on the forehead, awakening his Byakugan: "You're still a long way from learning this. Maybe you'll be able to learn it when you've killed a lot of people."

The killing intent and aura are real. Powerful ninjas can even immobilize people with their aura. He can now intimidate some genin and even chunin with weak willpower.

But I've never heard of someone being able to fall asleep instantly just by being imposing!

I've never heard of how many people Wu Shigen killed.

Isogen was quite satisfied with the scene before him.

The first battle with Conqueror's Haki was a resounding success.

He can't intimidate people with just murderous aura, but he never plays any fancy tricks; he only has the purest numerical values!

With all-around base stats powerful enough to reach the Shadow level, if he couldn't achieve this effect, wouldn't all his hard work in bullying, practicing the will of the Overlord, and putting in sweat and effort to improve his Yin-Yang attributes have been for nothing?

Tell me your numbers!

Should we stop them?

"you go?"

"Let's discuss it."

"How about we take a look at that Hinata girl?"

The ANBU who followed saw Isogen about to step through the gate, quickly exchanged glances, and focused their attention on the quiet Hyuga Mizuki.

Hyuga Mizuki, a young lady from the Hyuga main family, was staring at Igarashi Yoka with sparkling eyes, completely oblivious to the fact that her own family had been implicated.

"...Wait for reinforcements!" The tone was resolute.

Just a step away from the gate, Isogen suddenly turned around, casually waved his sleeve, and countless explosive talismans transformed into butterflies that flew out, circling the gate according to the special rules of sealing techniques, and extending along the mansion's walls.

Sealing Technique: Exploding Talisman Butterfly Array.

The officers who had originally planned to follow behind took several steps back upon seeing this and ordered someone to set up a cordon to isolate the scene.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a multiplicative detonating tag, right?" a knowledgeable veteran of the Dark Guard asked hesitantly.

"You read that right." The ANBU member who knew Isogen better nodded emphatically, his tone serious: "It seems he combined the mutual multiplication of explosive tags with sealing techniques."

"This...which one?"

Before the man could finish speaking, the young ANBU member spoke rapidly: "It is said that it was personally taught by Lord Mito."

"Which wise, brave, gentle, noble, approachable, and kind adult taught her this? She taught her so well!"

Those who heard this rolled their eyes.

How could it not be good?

The explosive tag is shoved right in his face!

The young operative's attention was drawn to the dense array of explosive tags, his scalp tingling: "Who was the heartless person who gave him so many explosive tags?"

At that moment, Fugaku, who was processing documents at the police department, felt a tickle on his nose and silently listened to his subordinate's report.

"Isogen-kun has started fighting Hinata?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Did our people go along too?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Hiss—whoosh—" Taking a deep breath, Fugaku leaped to the doorway and roared menacingly, "Assemble!!!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

All along the way, only those who sleep peacefully.

Only as they gradually ventured deeper did the figure of Hinata Ninja, who had activated his Byakugan under pressure, finally appear.

"Not bad, you can be proud of yourselves for being able to withstand my current Conqueror's Haki."

The group of Jonin, whose youngest age was over twenty, looked at the boy who needed them to bow their heads and were almost speechless.

Is he really nine years old?

Is the God of Ninjas really that powerful at his age?!

You said the Third Hokage was the strongest Hokage? At your age, do you even have that level of skill?!

"Do you know what you're doing?" The captain of the guard said under pressure, staring at Igarashi and the obedient Hinata Mizuki beside him, who seemed to be doing nothing.

Finally, the tribespeople were dressed up in the same clothes.

He didn't even need to think about the scene before him; the young clan leader and the others must have been dragged back like this.

The Hyuga clan has lost a lot of face!

"I find you people to be so rude! You invited me here as a guest, and now you're talking to me like this? Have I been too kind to you?!"

"Speak! Answer me!"

With each word he uttered, the chakra that Fifty Strings maintained in his Conqueror's Haki increased by one point, and his excellent control allowed him to pinpoint locations precisely even after he had just "awakened the King's aptitude."

The Jonin from the branch family, who had initially managed to hold on, visibly flushed red.

Just like the wedding night back then.

Wu Shixian kindly reminded them of the old days.

There is a significant difference between Kage-level ninjas. A powerful Kage can instantly kill an elite Jonin, while a weak Kage is someone who, in conventional understanding, can be killed by three elite Jonin.

As for Wuxian, through constantly practicing the will of the overlord, although his combat experience is not top-notch, his basic attributes have reached a terrifying level.

Currently, Madara Uchiha is not as powerful as a Kage, but he can easily hold out by relying on his methods, much like the Five Kage of the Fourth Shinobi World War.

Even the main family of the Hyuga clan dared not resist the crickets, so how could the Jonin of the Hyuga branch family, who dared not kill the entire clan, understand this domineering will!

Here's something funny: although ninjas can raise their hands and cause mountains to collapse and rivers to reverse,

But their souls are not much different from those of ordinary people.

Back then, Kato Dan was able to make a name for himself with his Spirit Transformation Technique. Now, the Conqueror's Haki released by Fifty Strings Yoko, whose hard strength far surpasses his, is not as powerful in terms of destructive force, but its mental pressure is far superior to Kato Dan's!

"Yo yo yo, aren't these the famous Hyuga elders? What's gotten into them?"

They barged into the courtyard of the Hyuga clan elders' council without any politeness, only to be met with a group of people whose eyes, filled with a mixture of shock, anger, and annoyance, seemed to want to devour these trespassing villains alive.

"You brat." Hinata Arashi was still sitting cross-legged, his aged but still dignified face now flushed red like a monkey's bottom.

That brat actually dragged me into his domain!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.