Died from Talking Too Much

"Hmm?" In the forest, Shin, draped in a black robe, suddenly looked up. From that direction, a surge of intense life chakra seemed to erupt into the sky.

"I always have a bad premonition." Shin frowned. Ever since this incident, accidents had occurred one after another. Ever since the Tsuchikage leaked information and then leisurely refrained from dealing a killing blow, everything seemed to have descended into chaos.

Long ago, Shin had felt that an invisible hand was manipulating this world from behind the scenes.

But never had he felt it as strongly as he did now. That Senju Hashirama would actually emerge to disrupt the situation at a time like this was simply impossible.

From any perspective, it was an event that should not have happened.

It was simple: there was simply not enough time.

Although the Iwagakure Battlefield and the Sunagakure Battlefield were both in the west, they were not actually close to each other.

Even at Senju Hashirama's speed, it would take more than a day to arrive; after all, he did not know the Flying Thunder God.

That was where the problem lay. Whether it was the Tsuchikage intercepting the logistics team or Senju Tobirama coming to provide support, these were events happening today.

Even if they had requested reinforcements from the Sunagakure Battlefield the moment they received the news, by the time Senju Hashirama arrived, the opportunity would have long since passed.

Yet, Senju Hashirama had appeared at the most critical moment. There could only be one explanation: he had received the information in advance.

That ninja following by Senju Hashirama's side definitely has a problem, Shin thought silently. However, with too little intelligence on the specific situation, he was unable to make a full judgment.

"Very well. No matter who you are, as long