Indra's eldest grandson, Otsutsuki Xi!

"I never imagined that I would have the chance to see you again after death. Fate... is truly wondrous."

The black-haired youth glanced at the purple-haired woman beside him, his words tinged with a hint of emotion.

"... The person I know isn't someone who believes in fate, Teacher Jie."

A flicker of emotion crossed Uchiha Chiri's eyes as he lowered his head and answered softly.

"Hmph, are you still blaming me for abandoning you and the Uchiha Clan to Senju Xiaoyan? You're acting like a child."

Uchiha Jie shook his head, looking at the purple-haired woman who had turned her face away, his expression becoming slightly more serious:

"But I still want to thank you. If it weren't for you as my disciple, the Uchiha Izanagi."

"... You don't need to apologize."

Uchiha Chiri listened to his master's words, paused for a moment, and the patterns in his Mangekyo flickered slightly:

"Your initial intention in developing Izanagi was to reduce casualties within your clan."

No one understands this better than I, your disciple.

What happened afterward only proved that the Uchiha's nature ultimately prevented them from rationally using the treasure you left for Uchiha.

She paused, shifting her gaze from the face she hadn't seen in so long, and turning it to the distant, crimson-tinged sky:

"And it is my responsibility as your disciple to correct the Uchiha Clan's misguided path."

Uchiha Jie paused for a moment, then a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

"Truly worthy of being my student!"

Uchiha Jiahao, standing to the side, listened to their conversation. Although his expression remained arrogant, his eyes were filled with deep impatience.

"What the hell? This is clearly a battle, it's like a huge family reunion."

"Are you going to thank that unworthy descendant of Uchiha Madara? That beast has become a dream-fulfilling master?!"

"Besides, the Uchiha has already been wiped out in this era, so saying these things now... is pointless!"

He was internally ranting and raving, but outwardly he maintained an arrogant demeanor, as if he didn't care at all about their conversation.

"After all, these two juniors are from the mid-Warring States period, while I am an elder from the early Warring States period. I cannot afford to lose face."

Complaining only provides temporary relief.

Being handsome (or wealthy) is a lifelong thing!

"Heh, it seems the descendants of my Ninjutsu School are truly a treasure trove of talent."

Otsutsuki Kou looked at his descendants, a complex emotion flashed in his aged eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all his emotions were covered by a layer of frost.

The Mangekyō Sharingan appeared in his pupils, its patterns swirling, and red and black flames ignited from the sword.

He swung his longsword, and crimson and black flames shot out from the blade, transforming into a massive slash in mid-air, heading towards Uchiha Jiahao and his two companions.

"Eternal World Heaven-Burning Thunder Deity!"

The flames expanded suddenly as soon as they left the sword.

Under the influence of the Dōjutsu, the black and red flames instantly transformed into a gigantic fire warrior.

The samurai's figure was comparable to a third-stage Susanoo, his entire body composed of interwoven black and red flames, and he held a long sword also formed from flames in his hand, charging straight towards Uchiha Jiahao.

Seemingly influenced by their subconscious, Uchiha Jie disciple were forced to stop their reminiscing and, under the control of the Impure World Reincarnation, forcibly formed Hand Seals to deal with the flame warrior in front of them.

Their faces were expressionless, but a hint of humiliation and helplessness flashed in their eyes.

Unlike the other two, Uchiha Jiahao, sensing the power of the fire giant, smiled confidently.

"Hmph, although I don't know which ancestor of your clan you are, the person in front of you is the Uchiha, and even the number one Fire Release user in the history of the Ninja World!"

How dare the faint light of a Fire Fly rival the bright moon!

His hands Hand Seals, and a fervent confidence surged within the Mangekyo of his right eye.

"Let me show you what I'm capable of..."

"Boom--!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a weight on his body.

The flesh and blood reconstructed by the Impure World Reincarnation collapsed instantly, turning into a pool of gray dust.

The giant of fire was instantly crushed by this sudden, invisible force, leaving only a few wisps of smoke drifting away.

Uchiha Jie and Uchiha Chiri were also crushed under that weight. Their Impure World Reincarnation fragments fell to the ground, seemingly held firmly by some force, unable to reassemble or repair themselves.

Ahead of Killer B and Otsutsuki Kou, a young man wearing a haori walked slowly towards them, stepping over the Impure World Reincarnation and grime left by the three.

He wore a plain-colored haori, his face was handsome and youthful, and there was not a trace of superfluous emotion between his brows and eyes.

He took each step steadily, and the ground beneath his feet made no sound when he stepped on it, yet the pebbles he stepped on silently sank into the soil.

At the same time, Tobirama, along with Kakashi and the other Jinchuriki, arrived beside Killer B and his companion.

They all bore injuries of varying degrees, with bandages visible through the tears in their clothes, clearly indicating they had endured a fierce battle.

Gaara looked warily at the figure in the haori and warned Killer B:

"Be careful of this guy. Among all the enemies Impure World Reincarnation, this guy's strength... is probably the strongest."

Just now, if it weren't for the Second Hokage's help, we would all have almost died at his hands.

Gaara looked towards Tobirama ahead, muttering with lingering fear:

"And this is even with our knowledge of his intelligence!"

Killer B, sensing the terrifying aura ahead, nodded solemnly and asked in bewilderment:

"Who exactly is this guy?"

Tobirama 'Tobirama face darkened, and he turned his head away, scolding Killer B in an annoyed tone:

"You brats from Kumogakure, didn't I already tell you about these guys with that kid Kou?"

You're so negligent, you—"

He paused, then sighed resignedly:

"Alright, I'll say it again anyway."

Tobirama shifted his gaze from Killer B to the figure slowly approaching them, and said in a deep voice:

"Leaving aside that guy's name for now, let's focus on his abilities."

His Mangekyo Dōjutsu is called--"

"[Ōmononushi], and [Fudō Myō]."

The ability is... gravity manipulation.

Tobirama could finish speaking, Otsutsuki Kou, Killer B at the figure standing atop the unyielding, piled-up remnants of Impure World Reincarnation and added:

"[The Ōmononushi]'s ability is to control the gravitational field within a ten-meter radius."

Anyone who steps inside will be crushed into dust by the immense gravity.

[Fudō Myō]'s ability is to ignore distance and control everything his body touches... even the gravity of living beings.

However, once outside the range of the Ōmononushi, the effect will be reduced, and the consumption will be greater.

At this point, Otsutsuki Kou paused, glancing at the young man in front of him who was curiously scrutinizing him, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes:

"However, for him now in his Impure World Reincarnation Body, the consumption of his eye power is no longer a problem."

"You seem to know me quite well, young man."

The young man in the haori stopped, sizing up the old man before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Judging from your attire, you must be different from these youngsters at my feet who have abandoned the name of the Otsutsuki. You must be an ancestor like me, who was active in the era of Ninjutsu."

Hearing the young man's words, everyone's attention couldn't help but focus on Otsutsuki Kou.

The aged figure stood beside Killer B, his gray hair slightly disheveled by the battlefield wind, yet his posture remained ramrod straight.

"I do know you quite well."

Otsutsuki Kou was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"After all, in the nearly four-hundred-year history of Ninjutsu School, you are widely recognized as second only to your grandfather in terms of strength and influence."

The existence of Otsutsuki Indra, the founder of Ninjutsu School.

Otsutsuki Kou looked at the young man before him and said in a deep voice:

"Am I right? The Fourth leader of the Ninjutsu School who started the all-out war with the Ninja Sect."

"Otsutsuki... Yu!"

I had a fever yesterday, so I didn't update. I'd like to apologize for that...

The weather is getting colder, everyone please take good care of yourselves and remember to wear more clothes, so you don't end up like me and crash ( (*꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)).