Obito's Grief and Indignation

"You..." Obito felt a cold sweat break out. In front of the other's eyes, which clearly had no Bloodline Limit, yet seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, he felt so powerless for the first time. It was as if all his pretense had been stripped away, and he had no secrets, exposed naked in the other's eyes.

Hearing the trembling voice of the man in black, Shizune and the others knew that Roy's guess was completely accurate; otherwise, he would never have lost his composure to this extent.

"What amazing insight! His combat experience and vision far surpass ours. Even if we were on the same level of strength, we would never be his match!"

"To be able to analyze Space-Time Ninjutsu to this extent with just one glance, just how powerful is he? Even the First Hokage, who pacified the Sengoku period and was hailed as the God of Shinobi, was no more than this!"

Roy, however, remained indifferent. If he weren't suppressed by the world, he would have a hundred ways to Obito Uchiha out of the Different Dimension Space and beat him up. Even now, he wasn't entirely helpless.

"With your strength, you should only be able to maintain your Virtualization state for five to ten minutes. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to waste even that much time on you. Your journey ends here, pathetic weakling!"

Upon hearing Roy's words, even Obito in his Virtualization state felt his breath catch in his throat, as if his heart had been clenched, making it hard to breathe. Without thinking, he wanted to escape.

Suddenly, a terrifying will that shook his soul descended upon Obito across time and space, causing him to be dizzy for a moment. When he recovered from his daze, he found that he had already exited the Virtualization state.

Before he could react, a sharp pain shot through his body, reminding him of the time seventeen years ago when half of his body was destroyed. Despair, anger, and resentment filled him. Looking down, he saw a long sword piercing his chest, destroying his heart along with it. Even Tsunade would have difficulty saving him from such an injury. He raised his hand, trying to grab something, but ultimately his hand fell limply to the ground.

Just when everyone thought everything had settled down, they heard Roy speak in a teasing tone.

"Your acting is quite good; you might have fooled someone else. Unfortunately, my understanding of dreams far surpasses yours!"

Seeing that Obito was still in a state of silence and death, Roy couldn't help but find it a little funny. Did this guy think that he was bluffing him?

"The Uchiha Clan's supreme eye technique, Izanagi, do I need to continue?"

Sure enough, after Roy finished speaking, Obito's body vanished like a dream, and the next moment he appeared before everyone perfectly intact. It was Izanagi's power that transformed the unfavorable state to Obito's body into a void dream.

"Who exactly are you, and why do you know about Izanagi?" Uchiha asked in Obito voice, realizing for the first time that the situation had completely spiraled out of his control. He seemed to have gone from a high-ranking player to a pawn with no control over his own destiny.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? Who are you? Why do you have the Sharingan? What role did you play in the Uchiha Clan Massacre seventeen years ago?" Roy asked with a wicked sense of humor.

Obito was startled. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Uchiha Sasuke's eyes were filled with distrust and anger. If his body hadn't reached its limit, Sasuke would probably have asked him about the matter first.

Seeing this, Obito felt like his remaining half of his testicle was about to explode. Idiot, I came here to save you!

"So, do you still want to save him? If you still choose to take him away, I won't stop you this time!" Roy walked to the side with interest, gesturing for Obito to begin his performance.

As expected, Uchiha, Obito had just suffered a mental breakdown, was barely suppressing the urge to vomit blood. He just gave Roy a deep look, and then left with Uchiha Sasuke in a flash.

"Fortunately, my cultivation of immortal arts over the past two weeks has been quite effective, which has slightly eased the World Will's suppression of me. Otherwise, I would have had trouble maintaining my stamina!" Roy thought to himself.

"Konan has already told me about the Sage Mode training methods at Mount Myoboku. As for the Sage Mode training test at Ryuchi Cave, I'm sure Yakushi Kabuto won't disappoint me either. As for the Sage Mode training scrolls from Shikkotsu Forest, given the nature of those people from Konoha, they shouldn't be stingy with them."

"In general, as long as I wait patiently and lie low for a period of time, using the immortal techniques of the three holy lands and Jugo's curse seal as references, I can develop my own unique Sage Body, avoid the suppression of the world, and obtain a portion of the original body's power."

"More importantly, by then, I will be able to use my physical strength as a fulcrum to gradually take control of the dream world in this dimension. With more means, I won't have to do everything myself like I do now, nor will I have to rely on pure Body Technique to suppress the enemy."

Roy pondered silently. It was time to improve his strength. Otherwise, once this world entered its later stages, Kage-level beings would be everywhere, and Super Kage would be as good as dogs. Six Paths could still survive, but pure Body Technique were indeed somewhat inadequate.

Two weeks later, in the Hokage's office.

Shizune and the other two lowered their heads together, saying with shame and remorse, "Tsunade, we have disappointed you."

Tsunade shook her head, a wave of emotion rising in her chest. "This is not your fault. I was too optimistic in my assessment of the enemy's strength. I did not expect that he still held back some of his strength during the Waterfall Village incident. Or rather, he had just recovered and was unable to fully exert his full strength at that time."

"But... is the Shikkotsu Forest Technique alright?" Sakura couldn't help but ask.

"Sage Mode is not so easy to master. Throughout Konoha's history, only three people have truly mastered Sage Body: the First Hokage, the Fourth Hokage, and Jiraiya ..."

Ino and the others were speechless upon hearing this. Having grown up in Konoha, the names of these three were naturally legendary to them. The thought that only these three had successfully mastered Sage Mode in the vast Konoha eased their guilt somewhat.

"Moreover, the cultivation of immortal arts is by no means smooth sailing, but is accompanied by great risks. The slightest mistake will result in being invaded by the power of nature and turning into a lifeless stone statue. Even with the assistance of a contracted spirit beast, it is not an easy task to master immortal arts, let alone his plan to comprehend the immortal arts of the three holy lands on his own. The dangers involved are simply unimaginable."

Tsunade said optimistically, "So, I'm actually happy to see that person covet Sage Mode. His ambition is too great, and he will eventually backfire on himself. Perhaps this is the last time his name will be heard in the Shinobi World!"

Will I... die?

Tsunade didn't notice that the three people, Shizune and the others, who had lowered their heads, actually had uneasy and anxious expressions in their eyes, and didn't seem to have the relief she had imagined at all.

Tsunade was unaware that when a criminal kidnaps a victim for some special reason, and during the imprisonment does not do anything to harm the victim but instead gives them gentle greetings and preferential treatment, a phenomenon called Stockholm Syndrome will occur.

Of course, there is actually a more crucial and realistic point: the criminal must be handsome enough!