After making a few preparations, the group advanced in the direction indicated by Super Bubble. They quickly found their target. As the distance closed, Samehada in Mirai's hand grew increasingly excited. Mirai knew it had never deceived him before—it had smelled a great deal of chakra, and the mere scent of it had stimulated it.
The middle-aged man wore purple clothes and armor, with a ponytail wrapped behind his back. He walked through the Forest with a beard.
"Four-Tails jinchuriki, Roshi!" Mirai identified him.
"You know him?!" Orochimaru looked at Mirai in astonishment. The strength of every nation was confidential, and it was normal not to know the identities of others. He had not expected Mirai to call out the man's name so easily. Had his intelligence network already become this powerful?
"Is that so?" Roshi had also noticed Mirai and the others. His heart tightened. He had not expected to encounter them here. It seemed his purpose this time had gone awry.
"Mr. Roshi, don't struggle. Come with Mirai," Mirai said, shaking Samehada a few times.
"Danzo Shimura, this Mirai is a genius!" Roshi had also recognized Mirai's identity. He did not underestimate Mirai in the slightest as he stared seriously at Jiraiya and the others. Though they were young, their strength was no weaker than his own. It seemed he would be in serious trouble today.
"The jinchuriki of the Land of Earth! Since you've entered the Land of Fire, you can't leave so easily!" Jiraiya leaped forward in an instant, his fist crashing toward Roshi like lightning.
Roshi immediately jumped away, evading Jiraiya's rock-shattering strike. But before he could steady himself, countless snakes slithered toward him. Roshi had no choice but to rapidly form hand seals, casting Lava Release: Scorching River Rock Technique. He spat out balls