Mountain Graveyard

In this world.

There are thousands of types of Ninjutsu, which can be categorized into Water, Fire, Wind, Lightning, Earth, Yin, Yang, Sealing Jutsu, and Space-Time Ninjutsu.

Nine major types.

Among them, Space-Time Ninjutsu is the most difficult to master, sitting at the very pinnacle of the Ninjutsu pyramid.

And as far as Dan knows.

All Space-Time Ninjutsu actually only involve space and cannot touch upon the dimension of time.

Flying Raijin, Kamui, Ame-no-jikara, and even Kekkei Mōra like Yomotsu Hirasaka and Amenominakanushi are, without exception, space-based Ninjutsu.

They have nothing to do with time.

If one had to say they were related to time, the two great Sharingan ocular techniques, Izanagi and Izanami, can achieve effects similar to "time reversal" and "time loop" respectively, but in the end, they are merely similar.

In other words.

True time-based Ninjutsu does not exist in the world of Naruto.

The reason Uchiha Itachi could not guess that Dan's ability was time stop was because, in both his conscious and subconscious mind, he would never even think in that direction.

People cannot perceive things outside the scope of their cognition.

However, Dan still decided to use time stop as little as possible in the future to avoid exposing his ability.

Although he does not consider himself a ninja, he strongly agrees with a saying that ninjas often have on their lips:

A ninja's battle is a battle of intelligence.

The guys in the Akatsuki organization, with their various bizarre abilities, are the best proof of this.

Every one of them acts incredibly arrogant when they first appear, but once their abilities are figured out, they are defeated and eliminated at lightning speed.

Even Pain, who claimed to be a god, lost because of an intelligence war.

In the world of JoJo.

The invincible Kujo Jotaro, ever since the whole world knew he could stop time, repeatedly suffered setbacks in battle, was ambushed and attacked by various means, and was eventually killed by Father Pucci.

Dan does not want such a thing to happen to himself.

Once it is known that he can stop time, with the talent and intelligence of ninjas, they will surely come up with many ways to deal with him.

After parting ways with Uchiha Itachi, Dan returned to the Fitness Gym.

"Gym Director, you're back."

Samui was diligently holding her post at the front desk. She had just greeted Dan as he pushed the door open when she saw the pair of arms in his hands.

"Don't be afraid, they're fake. Look, they don't even bleed."

Seeing the look of shock on Samui's face, Dan picked up Obito's arms and explained.

How to handle Obito's arms was a problem.

If he wanted to utilize them to research Hashirama Cells or Wood Style, it was probably unlikely; at the very least, Dan was completely clueless about that field.

However, these two arms did not bleed and would not rot, so they should be able to be stored for a while until he could figure out a way to study them later.

Thinking of this.

Under Samui's stunned gaze, Dan took the arms into the kitchen, opened the freezer door, and tossed them inside.

They were mixed in with beef, sausages, and other food items.

"These... shouldn't be for eating, right?"

Samui muttered, praying in her inner heart.

Outside Konoha.

In a forest, with a ripple in space, Obito appeared and fell to the ground.

"Hah... hah..."

He knelt on the ground, gasping for air. His Tiger Mask had fallen off, revealing a pale, bloodless face.

Ever since the Nine-Tails' Attack, he hadn't tasted the bitterness of defeat for a long time.

This time, it was even more miserable than losing to the Fourth Hokage.

The most infuriating part was.

He racked his brain, but he didn't even know how he had lost.

Forget it, stop thinking about it for now.

The most urgent task was to find a safe place to recover from his injuries.

On the night of the following day.

In the north of the Land of Fire, there was a peninsula that belonged to no man's land. The "Mountain Graveyard," once the hideout of Madara, was located here.

As the name suggests.

This graveyard contained the remains of many large animals and was a dangerous place that ordinary people dared not approach.

Obito was familiar with the path and soon arrived at the main entrance of the Mountain Graveyard.

This was a cliff face riddled with holes the size of a man, but only one of them was real, leading directly to the underground hideout.

"Oh? Obito, what happened to you?"

Following a voice filled with surprise, Zetsu emerged from the ground, his face half-white and half-black, topped with a Venus Flytrap-like structure.

Zetsu was a fusion of White Zetsu and Black Zetsu, each possessing their own consciousness.

Seeing Obito's disheveled state, Zetsu was shocked and asked in astonishment, "How did you lose your arms again?"

Prior to this, Obito had lost his arms twice.

The first time was at Kannabi Bridge when his right arm was crushed by rocks, and the second was when Namikaze Minato shattered his left arm with a Rasengan.

This time, however, both his left and right arms were gone.

"I encountered an enemy and was careless."

Obito's face was gloomy as he walked into the hideout.

Inside the cliff, there was an armory, a library, an operating room, a conference hall, a residential area... every facility was fully equipped, forming an underground palace that Madara had spent decades building.

When Madara left Konoha, he had taken a vast number of historical records and ninjutsu scrolls belonging to the Uchiha Clan, all of which were stored here.

It was precisely for this reason.

Much of the Uchiha Clan's heritage had been severed, and their overall strength had declined significantly over the past few decades.

If the Uchiha wanted to restore their former glory, they would have to retrieve the items kept in the Mountain Graveyard.

Unfortunately, Obito would never allow it.

"Obito, could it be that you encountered an enemy even more troublesome than the Fourth Hokage back in the day?"

Zetsu followed behind Obito, asking with a curious expression.

The current Obito was no longer the naive youth he once was; he had grown significantly over the years. Even when facing Nagato, who possessed the Rinnegan, he could calmly hold his own.

After all, Obito's Kamui was invincible.

Zetsu truly could not imagine who in the current Ninja World could wound Obito so severely.

"I already said, I was careless! It's not that the opponent was all that impressive."

Obito emphasized again, still being stubborn and unwilling to admit his defeat.

Soon, they reached the operating room.

"Black Zetsu, prepare for surgery; I need to transplant new cells. White Zetsu, infiltrate Konoha immediately and monitor the Uchiha Clan, especially a guy named Uchiha Dan."

Obito issued his orders while lying down on the operating table.

Uchiha Dan, just you wait.

Once I recover from my injuries, I will definitely get my revenge.

Obito's gaze was cold as he swore to himself.

Konoha.

Root Underground Base.

Two Root Ninja knelt on one knee, heads bowed, waiting in silence.

Tap, tap, tap.

With the sound of a cane striking the floor, an old man with a sinister expression and half his face wrapped in bandages stepped slowly out of the darkness.

He was the current Hokage Assistant and the Root Leader—Shimura Danzō.

At this moment.

Danzō's complexion was poor; the bandages on his face and right arm were freshly changed, as if he had just undergone some surgery and needed to recuperate.

Because of this, he had been staying in the Root base lately and had not gone out.

"How is Itachi doing lately? Since joining the Anbu, has he made any moves worth noting?"

Danzō asked slowly.

"Reporting to you, sir, everything is normal with Itachi in the Anbu. However, he has been very close to his uncle, Uchiha Dan, lately. Every day after work, he goes to the fitness gym opened by Dan and stays there until nightfall," the Root Ninja replied.

"Uchiha Dan?"

Hearing this, Danzō frowned slightly; why did that name sound so familiar?