Kamimusubi

At night, a carriage trundled along the road through an oasis in the Land of Wind.

Senju Genma sat in the carriage, gazing up at the bright full moon.

He genuinely felt that the moon in the Naruto world was much bigger, whiter, and rounder than the one in his previous life, filling him with the urge to explore it.

After Sunagakure invaded the Land of River, it immediately plundered the country's resources. This had failed to resolve the underlying problem, but it had eased domestic tensions to some extent.

They could still see ragged passersby along the way. They weren't living well, but at least they weren't in danger of starving to death just yet.

Senju Genma felt a measure of pity for them.

After all, they might one day become his people.

If he hadn't had a mission to carry out, he might have taken a good look around this town.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the time.

Underground in the town, where the Sunagakure forces were stationed.

Unlike the people walking under the sunlight aboveground, the ninja preferred these hidden underground facilities, where sunlight never reached.

A short distance in front of Senju Genma, two Sunagakure ninja guards were on patrol. They hadn't noticed him lurking in the shadows.

"Sage Art: Wood Release: Wood Clone!"

Senju Genma stared at the Sand Ninja before him. Four Wood Clones appeared behind him, then flashed away as streaks of shadow.

Before long, a rectangular barrier of transparent purple flames spread out across the base's northern, southern, eastern, and western sides.

Four Violet Flames Formation!

"Now our target can't escape."

"Who are you?" The patrol ninja stared at the stranger who had suddenly appeared before them and the enormous purple barrier, their eyes full of wariness.

Senju Genma spread his hands. "You're surrounded. Tell Makima to come out and meet her death!"

One of the guards shouted, "How dare you!"

The other chimed in, "This is our territory. Do you have any idea how many of us there are? And you still dare come here alone?"

Senju Genma hadn't come to chat with them.

He raised his head. His eyes transformed into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, their red light giving them an eerie beauty.

Genjutsu: Mangekyō Sharingan!

The two guards' gazes instantly went blank. Their expressions turned vacant as they fell under the genjutsu.

Senju Genma asked, "All right, tell me. Where is Makima?"

The guard replied woodenly, "In the command room on the third basement level."

"The third basement level. The command room." Senju Genma murmured the words and extended his senses. Sure enough, he detected a fairly powerful chakra signature on the third basement level.

"Found her. Thanks!" Senju Genma thanked them politely. The two guards collapsed to the ground.

Since Senju Genma hadn't bothered to hide himself, the base's sensor ninja had also detected him.

"An intruder! The main entrance has been breached!"

The troops in the base quickly gathered in the passage leading to the main entrance. Some raised their Kunai, while others drew their Shuriken, all glaring at Senju Genma with hostility.

Silvery-white chakra enveloped Senju Genma, forming the ribs of Susanoo. He continued forward as if no one else were there.

"Damn Konoha Ninja! How dare you trespass on our Sand Ninja territory? Kill him!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Kunai and Shuriken flew at Senju Genma from all directions, only to strike Susanoo and bounce away.

"How can this be? I've never seen a technique like this!"

"Our attacks aren't working at all!"

"Those red eyes—are they Konoha's Sharingan?"

"No, I've seen Konoha's Sharingan on the battlefield. It has Tomoe in the eyes. These eyes are different, and they don't have abilities like this!"

"There is no such thing as an invincible defense. Our Kunai and Shuriken just aren't powerful enough. Use puppets and ninjutsu!" A brown-haired ninja in the crowd spoke up, taking out a scroll.

The other ninja followed suit, drawing their own scrolls.

As clouds of white smoke dispersed, wooden puppets filled the passage.

A four-armed puppet in a red robe charged at Senju Genma first.

A huge skeletal arm sprouted from Susanoo's ribs and grabbed the puppet in front of it. With a gentle squeeze, it crushed the puppet to pieces.

More puppets rushed forward behind it. They crowded together in a dizzying jumble, shielding the Sand Ninja behind them.

The Sand Ninja who weren't puppet users didn't just stand by. Using the puppets for cover, they unleashed ninjutsu at Senju Genma.

"Wind Release: Pressure Damage!"

"Wind Release: Wind Cutter Technique!"

"Wind Release: Wind Blade!"

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!" Senju Genma raised one hand before his chest and effortlessly unleashed the Fire Release Ninjutsu the Uchiha Clan was so proud of. A vast sea of flames poured from his mouth, engulfing the puppets and Sand Ninja.

Only after learning the techniques in the Senju Clan Grounds did Senju Genma understand that Senju Tobirama had truly taken the Uchiha Clan to heart.

In order to study the Uchiha Clan, he'd collected all of their commonly used ninjutsu.

"Ah!!"

"No! Please!!"

"Damn it!!!"

The Sand Ninja weren't skilled in Water Release. Faced with a wide-range Fire Release technique that left no openings, they couldn't mount an effective defense. They could only scream before vanishing in the flames.

The sensor ninja spoke in a panic. "Lady Makima, the troops sent to stop him have all been killed!"

"Damn it! What in the world is going on? There were forty ninja, including Chunin and Jonin. Is that guy a monster?" Makima was so terrified that cold sweat ran down her face.

Even though she was an Elite Jonin, she couldn't kill forty ninja in such a short time!

"My lady, ah!"

"What is it?" Makima looked at her subordinate in horror, unable to understand why they had suddenly burst into flames.

Looking down, she saw that the ground beneath the sensor ninja had turned into molten lava, while everywhere else remained an ordinary floor.

The bizarre sight made Makima want to run, but her body wouldn't move.

A ripping sensation swept over her, and her body split apart as if sliced through. Her lower half stood motionless on the floor while her upper half floated in the air.

"Kamimusubi. Not bad, but it takes too much chakra." Senju Genma stood at the doorway and watched Makima's upper half fall to the ground, blinking his right eye.

"I only used it twice, but I'm already feeling tired."

Senju Genma walked over to Makima's upper half and took out a scroll, sealing the corpse inside it.

"I'd better use this sparingly until my ocular power is strong enough."

After putting the scroll away, Senju Genma checked his right eye. In five seconds, its ocular power had almost fully recovered.

Five seconds could feel like a long time or a short one. In a ninja battle, five seconds was often enough to decide the outcome.