Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Sasuke stared indifferently at the enormous stone sphere that was rapidly taking shape in mid-air.

Takemikazuchi reappeared, his hands gripping the massive "Futsu-no-Mitama".

Black and white lightning bolts gathered wildly on the blade, emitting a piercing shriek.

next moment.

Sasuke swung his sword fiercely, slashing down hard at the giant Chibaku Tensei floating in mid-air!

"Sizzle—!!!"

Lightning tore through the heavens and earth, piercing the entire battlefield.

The huge stone sphere was neatly split in two!

"Boom!!!"

The two halves of the stone sphere, once cut apart, collapsed with a deafening roar, turning into a shower of rubble that fell towards the earth.

Amidst the billowing dust, a battered and broken figure fell helplessly to the ground.

It was Uchiha Obito.

"What, is that not enough?"

Sasuke's voice came from above, full of sarcasm.

Where did that aura of wanting to shatter the world go?

Obito barely opened his eyes, looking at the silver-haired boy who was slowly descending, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Is this... your true power...?"

Obito's voice was weak, and his vision gradually blurred.

"Why......"

He stared at the golden Rinnegan, his voice trembling, "Why...why do you possess these eyes...?"

"A really stupid question."

Sasuke watched silently as Obito's lifeless hand fell limply to his side, then turned to look at the sky.

Would you look up at the sun and ask, 'Why do you shine?'

The remaining ninjas looked at Sasuke in despair; the battle, which lasted less than half an hour, had completely shaken their will.

Most of them didn't actually have such high fighting spirit; it was just that their upbringing had taught them that ninjas must obey orders, even though many of them had made decisions that went against the ninja code this time.

But those who come here are proud of their identity as "ninjas" and of obeying the daimyo's orders.

But faced with such a miraculous power, they could no longer muster any will to resist.

.........

In the Land of Iron, inside a lavishly decorated ballroom.

The lights were bright, and melodious music filled the air.

The daimyo of the five great nations sat around a round table covered with silk, swirling crystal glasses filled with fine wine in their hands.

"Although there are some disobedient ones, the vast majority are quite cooperative."

The daimyo of the Land of Wind waved his feather fan lightly, his face beaming with pride.

Although in terms of national strength alone, his Wind Kingdom could only rank last among the five great nations, and was constantly constrained by the harsh desert environment.

But in this massive "punitive campaign," he was the most active and the most "generous."

Not only did they dispatch almost all the ninjas they could mobilize in the country, but they also opened the tombs of the Kazekage without hesitation, sending those precious corpses as "materials" to the masked man without reservation.

In contrast, Konoha of the Land of Fire stubbornly guards that pile of graves, refusing to hand over even a single dead body; how petty of them!

Upon hearing this, the daimyo of the Land of Fire sitting opposite him looked rather embarrassed.

"Those ungrateful parasites..."

He gritted his teeth, his fat face full of malice, "Once this matter is completely settled, I should give them a good clean-up."

"Over the years, I have been far too tolerant of them, to the point that they have forgotten who the true masters of this country are!"

Hehehe...

Upon hearing this, the other lords all let out a knowing chuckle.

"I really don't know what those guys who refused to serve were thinking."

The daimyo of the Land of Lightning raised his wine glass, looking through the amber liquid at the swaying dancers on the dance floor, his tone disdainful.

"This was a golden opportunity for them to show their loyalty to us, which they wasted so needlessly."

"Do they really think that brat can cause any trouble?"

He curled his lip and said disdainfully, "A thirteen-year-old boy, no matter how talented or strong, can he possibly surpass that... back then..."

He hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to look at the daimyo of the Land of Fire opposite him and asked, "Hey you, what's your name again? You mean the guy who gave away the tailed beast?"

"Hashirama Senju".

The daimyo of the Land of Fire gritted his teeth and spat out a name, his face grim.

This is the most shameful thing for their family.

When that man was alive, even the most powerful daimyo had to admit that the so-called "Hokage" was on par with him in terms of status.

Sometimes, you even have to watch the man's expression before you act.

"That guy is too naive." The daimyo of the Land of Fire sneered. "A single empty promise is enough to fool him and make him obediently serve our family."

"How could a thirteen-year-old boy possibly be stronger than him? What a joke!"

The daimyo of the Land of Lightning laughed heartily and raised his wine cup to his lips.

Just then.

With a loud crash, a samurai scrambled into the house, his face filled with terror: "No, something terrible has happened!"

"We lost."

"We've lost!"

Startled by this sudden turn of events, the daimyo of the Land of Lightning flinched, spilling all the sake from his cup onto the face of the daimyo of the Land of Water opposite him.

"Cough cough cough...you bastard!"

The daimyo of the Land of Water choked and coughed, awkwardly wiping the wine off his face.

"What defeat?" The daimyo of the Land of Earth tilted his head, frowning arrogantly as he glanced at the samurai. "Is this how you come to see us?"

The samurai ignored the accusations, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head: "The Allied Forces have lost the battle against Uchiha Sasuke."

The daimyo of the Land of Lightning trembled again, and the cup fell onto the table, wobbling and rolling out in a long line.

"When did the fighting start?" The Fire Country Daimyo asked blankly, "How come I don't know anything about it?"

The summons was only issued not long ago, wasn't it?

The first wave of advance troops has just been assembled and is on its way to the border, hasn't it?

They hadn't even had enough time to enjoy this idyllic place, and they hadn't even had a chance to formally issue the order to attack.

How could a fight have already broken out? And... they lost?

Could those damned ninjas have dared to disobey orders and act on their own?!

"Just now..."

The samurai kept his head down, his voice bitter, "I just received urgent intelligence from the front lines."

"The army resurrected through Edo Tensei, and the vanguard of the Allied Shinobi Forces..."

He looked up, his face even more bewildered than the others.

"It has already suffered a complete defeat."

"Incompetent! Damn it!"

The daimyo of the Land of Lightning slammed his hand on the table, causing the fruit on the plate to roll wildly.

"Those are the Kage of all generations! And so many elite ninjas! How could they have been defeated so quickly?!"

"Even if it were tens of thousands of pigs, those little devils would still need three days and three nights to catch them, right?!"

"Why is Uchiha Sasuke here?" The Daimyo of the Land of Earth frowned.

Upon hearing this question, the samurai kneeling on the ground couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"The order to subdue him has been issued, and Sasuke Uchiha can see it. He can come to us on his own initiative."

"What?!" The daimyo of the Land of Water's eyes widened. "How dare he?!"

The samurai remained silent and did not speak.

How dare you?

Only fools hiding deep within the palace, completely ignorant of power, would ask such a question.

The power that boy possessed had long surpassed the realm of common sense.

Those historically renowned powerhouses, those legendary figures considered Kage-level, were all no match for him even if they were combined.

He doesn't care about titles like "famous name".

"Then, what should we do now?"

The daimyo of the Land of Fire looked around in panic, "Can we still stop him with our current strength?"

"Where are the Allied Shinobi Forces?! Are they all dead?!"

The samurai took a deep breath and answered truthfully.

"Most of them didn't even have time to enter the battlefield before witnessing the annihilation of the reanimated army..."

He paused, then said, "They suffered a complete defeat and fled."

"Useless! All of you are useless!"

The Fire Country Daimyo roared hysterically, "Quickly! Issue the order! Have the remaining ninjas set off immediately!"