Uchiha Obito's death.
Black Zetsu's capture.
These marked the fact that Naruto had finally dealt with the last enemy in the Shinobi World. From then on, on this vast blue planet, the only enemy Naruto had left to deal with was the Rabbit Goddess, still sealed away on the moon. But with Black Zetsu already in his hands, and the extraterrestrial Ōtsutsuki Main Family yet to send anyone, Naruto had no need to worry about the Rabbit Goddess.
He had plenty of time to wait until he had grown to his limits before dealing with her.
Naruto in this life wouldn't be like his counterpart in the original story.
He wouldn't become 'obsessed' with handling all kinds of government affairs and, to a certain extent, neglect his own strength. That was right: neglect. At the age of fifteen, his counterpart in the original story and Uchiha Sasuke had reached the Six Paths level, but it seemed that both of them had peaked that very year. After that, one resolved to wander the Shinobi World, while the other devoted himself to handling Konoha's affairs. Neither truly focused on training. Their teens through their thirties were the golden years of a ninja's growth. During that time, their ability to improve themselves, absorb and learn new things, and strengthen their bodies were all at their peak.
Yet the two of them had let that period slip by.
That wasn't to say they hadn't grown at all.
It was just that compared with how much they had grown between the ages of twelve and fifteen or sixteen, the difference was like heaven and earth. In theory, they didn't even need to devote all their energy to training. If they had put just over half their attention and focus into it, then by the peak