Cos Wuzan, was stabbed ten times by Heize at the beginning

Kiba rushed to Hinata's side, and seeing Hinata's previously unfocused Byakugan regain its sparkle, he burst into tears of joy.

"Great!"

A figure appeared behind Kiba Inuzuka, and Shino Aburame said calmly, "Your snot is about to drip onto Hinata."

Kiba Inuzuka: "..."

He quickly wiped it clean, only to find nothing there.

That despicable Shino is lying to him!

Inuzuka Kiba glared at Shino.

"Pfft!"

Seeing the two of them, Hinata covered her mouth and laughed.

She looked at Kiba and Shino: "That's wonderful!"

One side of the battlefield.

Nagato and Konan remained frozen in place for a long time, gazing at the God of Elysium in the distance. A faint, incredulous light shone in Nagato's pupils.

Xiao Nan stood beside him, her fingertips trembling slightly.

A soft light gathered before them.

A familiar silhouette emerged in the light.

His short orange hair fluttered in the wind, and his young and energetic face came into the view of Nagato and Konan.

Yahiko blinked, looking somewhat bewildered and unaccustomed.

what happened?

he……

How did he come back to life?

Yahiko subconsciously raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

He looked up at the two figures opposite him who were completely frozen in place.

"Nagato! Konan! It's great to see you again!"

A familiar voice reached my ears.

Xiao Nan's breath hitched, and tears streamed down her face.

The long-suppressed sobs finally erupted.

She rushed towards Yahiko and hugged him tightly.

Her shoulders trembled violently, and tears quickly soaked Yahiko's shoulders.

Yahiko was knocked back half a step by the sudden impact, but he immediately caught Konan firmly in his arms.

His smile was warm, but tinged with a hint of bewilderment.

Nagato stood frozen in place.

The Rinnegan stared intently at Yahiko.

Yahiko also looked at Nagato, his smile open and honest: "Nagato."

Nagato's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

He slowly lowered his head, his lips twitching upwards, tears streaming down his gaunt cheeks.

……

Before Granny Chiyo, the air distorted slightly, light condensed, and a figure solidified from an illusion in the light.

As the light faded, what appeared before Granny Chiyo was a boy with soft, short red hair and a fair, delicate face.

He looked like a teenager, with clear eyes that held the bewilderment of someone just waking up, and a healthy blush on his skin. He wasn't a puppet, but a child with flesh and blood.

Grandma Chiyo's eyes widened instantly.

She staggered forward, her hand trembling, and gently stroked the boy's head.

Scorpion blinked, his mind devoid of resentment, obsession, or indifference.

He looked at his grandmother quietly, like a lost child returning home, with a hint of dependence.

Grandma Chiyo's throat tightened, a thousand words stuck in her chest. With endless love and the relief of having it all back, she murmured softly, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

She stroked her grandson's hair again and again, as if she wanted to gently smooth away the missed time and the years when she went astray through this action.

Scorpion didn't speak, but tilted his head slightly, feeling the long-lost touch from his loved ones.

So warm.

The battlefield became incredibly noisy.

Sasuke stood alone, his black pupils gazing at the bustling crowd.

Suddenly, two figures walked through the crowd and slowly approached him.

Sasuke's body froze completely when he saw that familiar face.

His mother, whose memory had become blurred, appeared before him.

"Sasuke."

Mikoto's voice was choked with sobs. She rushed forward almost impatiently, opened her arms, and hugged her son, who was a head taller than her, tightly.

"Sasuke has grown so much..."

Her tears fell uncontrollably, filled with endless sorrow.

Sasuke remained in the embrace position, his arms too heavy to lift.

A mother's embrace is so warm and so real.

A hand gently pressed on the back of his head.

Itachi appeared beside Sasuke at some point, with his usual tolerant smile on his face.

Fugaku stepped forward, his eyes filled with unprecedented pride as he looked at Sasuke.

"Sasuke, you did a great job."

"You are my pride."

"They are the pride of the Uchiha clan."

Sasuke closed his eyes tightly.

A single tear eventually seeped uncontrollably from the corner of his tightly closed eye.

……

Before Naruto, Minato Namikaze's reanimated body had begun to show signs of peeling away, with fragments constantly scattering.

He looked at Naruto, his eyes filled with love and reluctance.

Tears welled up in Naruto's eyes as he watched helplessly as his father was about to return to the Pure Land.

However, just as Minato Namikaze's body was about to completely dissipate, a powerful force was injected into his spirit.

The fragments of the impure world no longer fluttered about; instead, there was a tangible sense of flesh and blood being reforged.

Her pale face regained its rosy hue, and her cold body regained its warmth.

Minato Namikaze stared in astonishment at his hands, which had become real again.

Almost at the same time, a fiery figure appeared behind him.

Her long red hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

"Naruto!"

Kushina let out a cry-filled scream and charged towards Naruto like a red whirlwind.

Naruto was completely stunned.

He watched as his mother, who had only ever appeared in the sealed space, actually ran towards him.

It wasn't until Kushina held him tightly with all her might, and he felt his mother's body temperature and rapid heartbeat, that Naruto seemed to wake up from a long dream.

"mom!"

Naruto exclaimed in disbelief.

He hugged Kushina tightly from behind and cried out, "Mommy! Mommy!"

As Minato looked at his wife and children embracing each other, tears welled up in his eyes.

He strode forward, opened his arms, and embraced the two most important people in his life.

This embrace, after sixteen years, has finally become complete.

Chapter 638 Can you give us back our tiredness?

On the edge of the battlefield, Obito Uchiha lay on the ground, his life force flowing back like a trickle from his battered body.

Why save him?

Obito turned his head to look at the silver-haired figure walking towards him step by step.

Kakashi crouched down, his remaining black eyes filled with complex emotions.

The two of them just stared at each other in silence.

A clear voice broke the silence from beside them: "Do you need me to help you up, Obito?"

Obito and Kakashi froze simultaneously, turning their heads in disbelief.

Nohara Rin had a gentle smile on her face, just like many years ago.

Kakashi's pupils contracted sharply, and a line of bloody tears silently spilled from his eyes.

Rin turned her gaze to Kakashi, her smile devoid of any gloom.

“Kakashi,” she said softly, “I have never blamed you.”

"On the contrary, I have always regretted it, regretted making you do such a cruel thing back then..."

Lin's voice choked with emotion: "You, who were left behind, endured all of this alone. The one who is truly suffering is you."

My heart, burdened by heavy shackles for more than a decade, has finally been freed.

Kakashi lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, and tears kept falling.

Rin looked at Obito, her expression turning serious and resolute.

"As for Obito..."

She reached out her hand to Obito: "You've done so many wrong things, you can't just let it go like this."

Obito stared at her blankly.

A smile returned to Lin's face: "From now on, you must follow me and atone for your sins. I will always be watching over you and by your side."

Tears streamed down Obito's face.

……

Hashirama Senju stared at his own hands.

The body, reborn from the Impure World, is shedding its pallor in an incredible way, and its heart is beating steadily and powerfully within its chest.

He was no longer a ghost temporarily summoned by forbidden magic, but a living person who had truly regained his flesh and blood.

"Uh, actually I should die."

Hashirama Senju scratched his chin.

The God of Bliss is truly generous!

Hashirama Senju thought to himself.

His gaze fell on the figure lying on the ground not far away.

Ban had shed his sharp edge and lay quietly on the cold earth.