After the massive explosion, the ground for over a dozen li around had been scorched black and cracked apart. Wisps of heat rose from the fissured earth like smoke, warping the air like a desert beneath the blazing sun.
"Close one, close one!"
Jiraiya's unserious, clownish voice suddenly rang out.
The white hair that had wrapped around Jiraiya and the two Toad Sages had been charred black. With a faint gust of wind, that "black hair" instantly crumbled into ash and dispersed.
If Sage Fukasaku hadn't infused it with Sage Art Chakra, my Needle Jizo might not have been able to block the blast's aftershock!
Looking at the disaster-like devastation around him, Jiraiya silently counted himself fortunate.
"What... is that?!" Sage Fukasaku and Sage Shima suddenly cried out.
He looked up. Through his blurred vision, a colossal Demon God stood several dozen meters ahead, like an envoy from hell descending upon the world!
"It's Susanoo!" Jiraiya narrowed his eyes. "Didn't I mention it just now? That kid's name is... Uchiha Houka!"
"He's a survivor of the Uchiha Clan?!" Sage Fukasaku's eyes flickered.
Jiraiya twisted his body. The temperature across this dozen-li area was a little too high, unbearably hot.
Hearing Sage Fukasaku's words, Jiraiya began loosening his clothes as he said, "He can't really be called a survivor. You've seen his strength. If he hadn't left the Uchiha Clan long ago, heh heh, Uchiha Itachi might not have been able to wipe out the Uchiha Clan!"
Standing on Jiraiya's other shoulder, Sage Shima suddenly said softly, "Hey, Fukasaku, could this kid be the person who changes the future from the Great Toad Sage's dream?"
Sage Fukasaku nodded gravely. "I just thought of that too!"
Changing the future was no easy matter!
A weak Genin, no matter how desperately he struggled