Visitors from Another World

A moment later, Naruto straightened his body and stood beside Sasuke, tilting his head to look at him, a confident smile on his lips, his voice firm and loud, "I'm the one who's going to be Hokage!"

Sasuke glanced at Naruto out of the corner of his eye. There were no extra emotions in his eyes, but he didn't refute it either.

Meanwhile, Hashirama Senju, standing ahead, could no longer hold back. Seeing the two chatting idly for so long, veins bulged on his forehead. He rolled his eyes speechlessly and grumbled in a deep voice, "I'm happy to see you aspire to be Hokage, but you're too relaxed! Can't you see the Ten-Tails is about to break free from the seal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wood Release chakra around him surged again. "Now's the time! Hurry and gather your chakra! Everyone attack at once! Let's finish him off completely!"

The crowd immediately focused their minds, chakra rapidly gathering around them. Gold, blue, and green chakra intertwined. Just as a fatal blow was about to be launched, a distorted ripple suddenly appeared in mid-air—

A pitch-black spatial rift tore open without warning, surging with violent space-time energy. Then, a slender figure slowly stepped out of the rift. With a light tap on the void, she stood in mid-air above the Ten-Tails, exuding a chilling aura that made hearts palpitate.

This scene instantly froze everyone in place, their actions coming to an abrupt halt.

"It's Obito!" someone instinctively roared, their eyes filled with vigilance and anger. On this battlefield, who else could freely manipulate space and be so closely connected to the Ten-Tails if not Obito Uchiha?

Everyone clutched their ninja tools, their chakra instantly tensing, staring intently at the figure standing atop the Ten-Tails, waiting for the moment he would remove his mask.

But as the dust settled and the figure's outline gradually became clear, the vigilance on everyone's faces instantly turned into thick confusion.

It wasn't the familiar black robe of Obito Uchiha, but a dark red robe. Her long, flowing hair was as black as ink, her figure slender and tall, appearing to be only eleven or twelve years old—clearly a child who hadn't reached adulthood.

The young girl lowered her gaze slightly, standing calmly atop the Ten-Tails. Her scarlet eyes slowly swept over the crowd below, her gaze devoid of any ripples, yet like a bottomless, ancient cold pool, exuding a suffocating indifference.

Seeing this, Naruto Uzumaki's vigilance instantly dissipated by more than half, replaced by urgent worry. The Ten-Tails was currently in a frenzy, and this child standing on its head was practically dancing on the edge of a blade!

He immediately shouted at the young girl, "Hey! Kid! Get away from there! It's dangerous! Come down!"

His voice was filled with genuine concern.

However, the young girl merely glanced at Naruto indifferently, her gaze like she was looking at an insignificant ant. Without any response, she turned her attention back to her surroundings, slowly scanning every part of the battlefield—the barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation, the Gate of the Great God suppressing the Ten-Tails, the figures of the four Hokage, and the dense Allied Shinobi Forces below.

A moment later, her thin lips parted, her voice cold and low, with a hint of a murmur, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, "Ah... so this is the battlefield of the Fourth Shinobi World War?"

She paused, her fingertips curling slightly, a trace of imperceptible obsession and ferocity flashing in her eyes. She continued to whisper coldly, "But it's not a big problem. As long as I deal with that old bastard, I can go to the underworld and extract part of Mother and Sister's soul origin."

The young girl's voice was terrifyingly calm, yet it carried a bone-chilling resolve. "As long as I find enough soul origin, even if Mother and Sister's souls are devoured by Ōkuninushi, I can still use Yin-Yang Release to reshape their bodies and bring them back to life!"

"What?!" Naruto's pupils constricted sharply upon hearing this, a look of intense surprise and confusion flashing in his eyes. "Ōkuninushi? Reshape souls with Yin-Yang Release? What are you talking about? Who are your mother and sister?"

A series of questions surged in his mind. He simply couldn't comprehend how an eleven or twelve-year-old child could utter such bizarre and terrifying words.

Unlike Naruto's confusion, Hashirama Senju's expression had already become extremely grave. His Sage Mode chakra instantly tensed, and his aura became vigilant.

He stared intently at the young girl in mid-air, his eyes filled with apprehension. He spoke in a deep voice to everyone, "Hey! Naruto! Be careful of this guy! His chakra... is very strong! Stronger and more violent than my chakra at its peak!"

"What?!" This statement struck everyone like a thunderclap. All the shinobi were instantly shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.

Who was Hashirama Senju?

He was the universally acknowledged "God of Shinobi"!

His chakra reserves were considered the peak of the Ninja World. Even Naruto, a perfect Jinchuriki, combined with half of the Nine-Tails' chakra, might not be able to match him!

This mysterious child who had suddenly appeared was actually stronger in chakra than Lord Hashirama? This was simply a fantasy!

"Hmm? Hashirama Senju?" Hearing Hashirama's voice, the young girl finally withdrew her gaze from elsewhere and focused on the God of Shinobi.

In her calm eyes, a cold killing intent instantly flashed, piercing Hashirama like a sharp blade. The chakra around her also fluctuated for a moment—the sworn enemy of the Senju Clan, the Uchiha Clan, this hatred was already etched into his bones.

But he quickly suppressed his killing intent. He didn't have time to deal with these insignificant ants right now. Compared to Hashirama, there were a few more bastards in this world that made him grit his teeth, waiting for him to deal with.

The young girl's gaze slowly shifted, finally landing on the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was under Impure World Reincarnation.

Upon seeing that old, kind face, the suppressed killing intent in his eyes could no longer be contained. It erupted like a volcano, his voice chillingly cold, and he spoke word by word, "Sasashiburi da na (Long time no see)! Third Hokage! Hiruzen Sarutobi!"

"Huh? What?" Hiruzen Sarutobi was stunned by the sudden greeting, his aged face filled with bewilderment and confusion. He scrutinized the young girl but couldn't recall ever meeting such a child. "Who are you?! I've never seen you before, why are you saying this to me?"

"Who am I?" Hearing this, the young girl chuckled lowly, her laughter devoid of any warmth, filled only with deep mockery and hatred. "Heh, that's right.

After all, so many people from the Uchiha died back then, so many that you, the main culprit, didn't even have time to remember the names of a bunch of dead people!"

"Uchiha?!" Hearing this sensitive word, Tobirama Senju's brows furrowed instantly. The chakra around him became instantly cold and violent, his stern face filled with vigilance.