The Birth of Konoha Will Only Bring More War

Senju Tobirama had not expected the power of the Nine-Tails to be so terrifying; in underestimating the horror of its Tailed Beast Bomb, he had also overestimated the capabilities of Uzumaki Changfeng.

He had trusted the man when he gave his word that the Nine-Tails would be no problem at all.

And the result?

Uzumaki Changfeng had nearly been blown to bits by the beast's Tailed Beast Bomb, and it had fallen to Tobirama to pull him out of the line of fire.

Uchiha Yang is truly lucky to have gained the recognition of the Nine-Tails. Damn him, Senju Tobirama thought, filled with jealousy.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he had used the Flying Thunder God Technique to forcibly carry Uzumaki Changfeng out of the blast radius, or else they would have been in dire straits.

He had always kept the Flying Thunder God Technique as his trump card, never once using it in front of an enemy, intending to save it for Uchiha Madara or Uchiha Izuna.

He could only hope that his opponent truly did not know of his methods and mistakenly believed him to be dead.

His Flying Thunder God Technique could not normally carry others, and this forced attempt had left him unable to use the technique for a short time.

Otherwise, given his habit of leaving contingency plans, the markers he had placed along the way would have been enough to carry him far from this dangerous zone.

Senju Tobirama watched the unconscious Uzumaki Changfeng with heavy, ragged breaths. Every elite jonin he had brought with him was gone; the clan had already lost several elite jonin in such a short span of time.

Even the Senju Clan could not withstand such losses, and he feared the elders would not spare him when he returned.

"Senju Tobirama, I know you aren't dead. You're just hiding."

Uchiha Yang's voice suddenly rang out, and Senju Tobirama quickly pressed himself flat against the ground to avoid revealing his position.

Damn it, how does this guy know I'm not dead? Could he be bluffing?

Senju Tobirama cursed inwardly.

He could not be certain if the man truly knew he was alive or if he was just trying to bait him out.

"Go back and tell Senju Hashirama that as long as I am here, the Uchiha Clan will never join forces with the Senju Clan."

"And the reason for all of this lies with his own brother, Senju Tobirama. Because you provoked me, I am unhappy, and neither of you brothers shall have a moment of peace."

Senju Tobirama remained extremely calm. He, too, opposed his older brother joining forces with the Uchiha. Hmph, this is for the best.

Uchiha Yang stood atop the Nine-Tails, scanning his surroundings.

He knew Senju Tobirama was hiding in some corner, and to kill him, he had to find a way to counter the Flying Thunder God Technique.

For now, he could not resolve that space-time ninjutsu, but he was certain that his opponent was not having an easy time either.

What he had just said was true: as long as he remained, Senju Hashirama would never be able to fulfill his dream of establishing Konoha.

Most transmigrators dreamed of the founding of Konoha, waiting for the plot to begin so they could live there, leading lives of subservience.

But Uchiha Yang was not like that. Was establishing Konoha really so great?

Living in a village controlled by others, doing their dirty work—how pathetic.

Hashirama's so-called peace merely expanded the fighting between ninja clans into a village-level conflict.

It would only become more cruel, with more people dying and children being sent to the battlefield more often.

The promised peace never arrived after the founding of Konoha; in fact, the darkness inherent in the village itself was staggering.

Uchiha Yang had no desire to live in such a world, where the constant scheming was exhausting and one had to worry about being murdered every single day.

It would be better to establish an order that satisfied his own needs and kept him far away from trouble.

Of course, this order had to be held in his own hands, not those of others.

As for Senju Tobirama's life, it meant little to Uchiha Yang, but he certainly would not let this matter rest so easily.

Next time, he would appear before Senju Tobirama in broad daylight and force him to kowtow and apologize.

For a man as arrogant as Senju Tobirama, that would be far more painful than death.

Of course, once his body mastered a way to restrain the Flying Thunder God Technique, Senju Tobirama's life would reach its curtain call.

"Senju Tobirama, you trash. Couldn't you have waited for Uchiha Yang to lower his guard before making your move?"

Black Zetsu observed everything from the shadows, never expecting Senju Tobirama to be such a failure. To be defeated by Uchiha Yang in this manner was an outcome Black Zetsu had never even imagined.

With the combined strength of Senju Tobirama and Uzumaki Changfeng, the two of them could have easily ambushed Uchiha Yang.

Black Zetsu was even more baffled that Senju Tobirama had actually considered Uchiha Yang a "trash." What kind of trash could subdue the Nine-Tails? It was obvious enough.

Had he known Senju Tobirama was this stupid, Black Zetsu felt he should have exposed the fact that Uchiha Yang possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan.

He only had himself to blame for being too cautious with the information he leaked to Senju Tobirama, fearing that saying too much would make the man suspicious.

"Trash!"

Black Zetsu cursed in the dark, wishing he could expose Senju Tobirama's location to Uchiha Yang.

If that happened, Senju Hashirama would lose his only brother and would likely go insane, leading to an all-out war with the Uchiha Clan.

A flash of inspiration struck Black Zetsu's mind. Perhaps he could switch his chess piece from Uchiha Madara to Senju Hashirama.

Since Uchiha Yang was so difficult to handle, the power of a corrupted Senju Hashirama would surely be even greater.

Using Senju Hashirama to cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi—his body seemed far more suitable for his mother's resurrection.

As for the Rinnegan, it was not actually a necessity for the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan.

Once Senju Hashirama mastered sage arts, his power would be sufficient to gather all nine Tailed Beasts.

As for the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path on the moon—the husk of the Ten-Tails—Black Zetsu still had ways to reach it.

Releasing the Infinite Tsukuyomi on the moon to resurrect Mother seemed safer, in fact.

At this moment, Black Zetsu felt like a master who had just opened his meridians; his brain had reformulated a plan to resurrect Mother, with Senju Hashirama as the protagonist.

As for the plan to use Uchiha Madara as a pawn, Black Zetsu had to temporarily abandon it and keep him as a backup, since Uchiha Yang was a bit too difficult to deal with.

A glimmer flashed in Black Zetsu's cold, sinister eyes—a light born of having found a new direction and a clear goal.

"Hehehe!!!"

Black Zetsu cast a wary, fearful glance at Uchiha Yang, let out a sinister chuckle, and sank into the ground.

Uchiha Yang had no idea that his immense strength had made Black Zetsu fear him, causing the creature to swap his pawn from Uchiha Madara to Senju Hashirama.

Having no intention to linger, Uchiha Yang climbed back into his carriage and departed with the Nine-Tails, Uchiha Sake, and the others.

A long while later, Senju Tobirama crawled out of the crater in a wretched state.

Having lost too much blood, his consciousness was fading, yet he had forced himself to hold on until Uchiha Yang left.

Finally, Senju Tobirama used a summoning technique to notify his clan, and the next second, he collapsed into a dead faint, unable to hold on any longer.

Uchiha Yang returned to his clan smoothly; the feeling of being home was truly different from being out in the world—it was far more relaxing.

Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna also came to Uchiha Yang's small courtyard for a gathering.

"Damn that Senju Tobirama! Big Brother, this time the Senju scum lost so many elite jonin. I think we should try to start a war that the Senju Clan cannot withstand."

Upon hearing that his cousin had been ambushed by Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Izuna's face immediately flushed with rage.

"Big Brother, look—if it weren't for the Nine-Tails, Senju Tobirama would have likely succeeded, and you are still clinging to that ridiculous dream of joining forces with Senju Hashirama."

Uchiha Izuna immediately shifted his target to his older brother, Uchiha Madara.

"From the moment Senju Tobirama attacked Yang, he and I will only ever be enemies."

Uchiha Madara said with great composure and calm.

Since Senju Tobirama attacked Yang, Uchiha Madara would never forgive Hashirama, regardless of whether it was ordered by him or not.

If he couldn't even control his own clan, there was no hope for Hashirama to realize his dream.

Senju Hashirama had no idea that his younger brother had completely shattered his hopes of joining forces with Uchiha Madara.

"I'm perfectly fine, aren't I? Don't argue, don't argue."

Uchiha Yang felt their concern for him and laughed.

The immense strength he had cultivated in his own body brought him a strong sense of security and the confidence to live his life freely.

"By the way, I forgot to warn you of one thing: Senju Tobirama possesses a space-time ninjutsu that uses spatial markers for both attacks and escapes."

Uchiha Yang was worried that Izuna might suffer due to a lack of intelligence regarding Senju Tobirama.

Without his own interference, Izuna would eventually fall to Senju Tobirama's Flying Thunder God Technique.

"Space-time ninjutsu?"

Uchiha Izuna and Uchiha Madara were both astonished; it was the first time they had ever heard of such a thing.

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible for someone with Senju Tobirama's aptitude to create a space-time ninjutsu."

Uchiha Madara was deeply puzzled.

His brother Izuna and Senju Tobirama were evenly matched in strength, and even he himself had never encountered any information regarding space-time, which was why he was so certain.

Since Yang's intelligence couldn't be wrong, it seemed Senju Tobirama had obtained quite a few good things from the Uzumaki Clan.

Uchiha Madara immediately associated this with the Uzumaki Clan; such a bizarre ninjutsu must have been an improvement upon the Uzumaki Clan's sealing arts.

"Calm down, Izuna."

Seeing his brother still fuming, Uchiha Madara signaled for him to sit.

Uchiha Yang took a sip of a cold drink and said slowly, "The Senju Clan has attacked me time and time again. I don't want to let this slide."

"Even a clay doll has a temper. I only wanted to live a peaceful life, yet they insist on provoking me."

"Yang, rest assured, I will take personal charge of this matter."

Uchiha Madara promised him with a serious expression, "I will make sure to reclaim every grievance you have suffered from the Senju Clan, one by one."

Uchiha Yang shook his head and smiled without a word.

Seeing this, Uchiha Izuna clenched his fists, wishing he could appear before Senju Tobirama immediately.

"You've suffered a grievance this time. If you feel it's not enough, tell me, and I'll join Big Brother in helping you get it back."

Uchiha Yang knew their determination to seek justice for him, but the clan was currently in a period of recuperation and population growth; they could not act rashly.

"The clan must not be moved lightly. I already have a strategy."

Uchiha Yang already had a corresponding plan, prompted by his brain.

"What strategy? Let's hear it."

Uchiha Madara set down his bowl and chopsticks, looking at his resourceful cousin, curious how he would retaliate against the Senju without mobilizing the clan's forces.

"Drive the wolf to devour the tiger, and leave the Senju Clan with no time to care for themselves."

As Uchiha Yang spoke with a smile, the two men seemed to see a scene where the corpses of Senju ninja were piled as high as mountains.