Scared him to tears—
Just how enormous was this chakra? It was endless, like a lush, boundless forest.
Like the inexhaustible chakra of a Tailed Beast.
And the abundant Pupil Power in his head—the cold Yin Release Chakra was like a passageway into the abyss, releasing all the evil in this world.
Yet the chakra in his body was as warm as sunlight.
That feeling was just like... just like—Madara Uchiha!
Jiraiya's eyes widened in shock, and he stopped in his tracks.
But Liao Wu silently walked right past him.
Jiraiya watched Liao Wu's retreating figure. Back when they used to run laps, Liao Wu had always lagged at the very back, weak as a kitten. Now he had left Jiraiya far behind.
When had it started? Liao Wu had gotten faster and faster, surpassing even his fellow students, the Sannin.
Jiraiya remembered. It was the day he defected from the Leaf Village, when he stopped believing in the Will of Fire and cared only about Ninjutsu and power.
He had defected from the Leaf Village and lost his clan, his family, and his comrades, but the door to power had opened for him.
This world was so fair.
Sage Fukasaku said gravely, "Little Ryobu feels just like Madara Uchiha did. The utmost Pupil Power, the utmost chakra."
"His eyes aren't constantly activating the Sharingan. The Sharingan is his normal state—his eyes can't contain all that Pupil Power anymore."
"Little Ryobu has most likely integrated Madara Uchiha's cells and gained the power of the Sharingan and Wood Style."
"Little Jiraiya, you're in danger."
Hearing that, Jiraiya had a bad feeling. He might—possibly, probably—not even be able to get past Liao Wu.
But there was nothing he could do. Before coming here, Jiraiya had already prepared for the worst. The worst-case