Bloodline Crystal Is Born, True Several Thousand Hands Fully Unlocked

The cold morning wind swept over the towering eaves of the Senju Divine Palace, carrying a low, mournful howl.

At Sosuke's command, this magnificent giant city, which had only just risen from the ground, instantly awakened from its slumber and transformed into a cold, efficient war machine.

Fifty Senju Shadow Guards scattered like ghosts, silently blending into the shadows and high ground surrounding the Divine Palace. Empowered by the [Senju Tyrant] title, these veterans who had already been tempered by blood and fire all had near-fanatical devotion surging in their eyes. The chakra fluctuations around them were a full thirty percent stronger than yesterday, weaving into an airtight net of slaughter that completely sealed off a ten-mile radius around the entire Divine Palace.

Outside the delivery room behind the main hall, Sosuke stood beneath the corridor, draped in a broad white haori with his hands behind his back.

He did not pace back and forth, nor did he display the anxiety of an ordinary father. He simply stood there quietly. Yet deep within his black eyes, an intensely dangerous and blazing fire flickered.

Tsunade was already fully dressed. Her capable light-green combat uniform outlined her proud figure to perfection. She strode to Sosuke's side, her brows carrying the authority of the lady of the house.

"The three most capable jonin from the medical team are inside, and the midwife is an absolutely trusted confidante selected from a collateral branch of the Senju Clan." Tsunade lowered her voice, her gaze sweeping over the heavily guarded Shadow Guards. "I've redeployed the outer defenses too. Not even a bird can fly in."

Sosuke tilted his head slightly and saw the exhaustion that had yet to fully fade from Tsunade's eyes. He raised his right hand and tucked a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear.

"You've worked hard." Sosuke's voice was gentle, yet it carried an unquestionable dominance. "Today, anyone who dares cross the line by half a step will be killed without needing permission. I want all of Hidden Leaf to know that the Senju Clan's territory is a forbidden zone that even the Hokage cannot spy upon."

Feeling the warmth from his fingertips, Tsunade's lips curved into a proud smile, and she nodded heavily.

At that moment, an extremely suppressed cry of pain came from inside the delivery room.

Mikoto had always been gentle yet resilient. Unless she had absolutely no choice, she would never make such a sound. Sosuke's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as the perception of his perfected Sage Body spread out in an instant. He could clearly sense that the life about to be born within Mikoto's womb was greedily drawing in its mother's chakra.

It was an extremely rare chakra fluctuation, one that could even be said to defy the common sense of the ninja world. The supremely firm and yang life force of the Senju Clan and the supremely yin and dark spiritual power of the Uchiha clan had actually achieved perfect convergence and resonance within a single embryo.

The burden brought by this resonance was far too heavy for Mikoto, who had yet to awaken either a Sage Body or a Mangekyo.

Sosuke did not hesitate in the slightest. His fingers moved, and a thread of emerald-green Yang Release chakra, purer than the dawn itself, spread through the wooden floorboards. It precisely seeped into the delivery room and transformed into a gentle net, firmly protecting Mikoto's exhausted chakra pathways while continuously replenishing the life force she had expended.

The cries of pain within the delivery room gradually subsided, replaced by the hurried yet orderly whispers of the midwife and medical ninja.

Outside the delivery room, slaughter had already begun in silence.

At the edge of the dense forest on the eastern side of the Divine Palace, three Root elites wearing tanuki masks clung to thick tree trunks like lizards. Under Danzo's absolute order, they had to find out what exactly had happened within the Senju Divine Palace.

"The barrier isn't active. Infiltrate directly." The leading Root jonin made a hand signal, his body turning into an afterimage as he shot toward the Divine Palace walls.

However, before his feet could touch the top of the wall, the air beside him suddenly twisted in a strange distortion.

Slash!

A streak of chilling blade light bloomed from the shadows without warning. There were no unnecessary movements, no flashy ninjutsu—only the purest, deadliest physical cut.

The Root jonin did not even have time to form a hand seal. His vision spun wildly, and then he saw his own headless body spraying blood.

The Senju Shadow Guard who had struck flicked the blood droplets from his ninja blade, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at an animal carcass. Under the combat boost of [Senju Tyrant], their speed and strength completely crushed these conventional assassination troops.

In less than half an incense stick's time, more than a dozen mangled corpses had appeared at the edge of the forest. Some were Root deadmen, while others were spies from the Hokage's direct ANBU.

Toka, commander of the Shadow Guards, carried two still-dripping heads and dropped to one knee beneath the corridor. His voice was icy. "My lord, the outer perimeter has been cleared. Seventeen infiltrators eliminated."

Sosuke did not even glance at the heads. His gaze remained fixed on the tightly shut wooden door of the delivery room as his thin lips parted. "Put those scraps into boxes and have someone deliver them to the desk in the Hokage Building. Tell Hiruzen Sarutobi this is the Senju Clan's return gift."

"Understood!" Toka's body flashed, and he vanished from the spot.

Time passed second by second in suffocating anticipation.

When the eastern sun finally leaped over the horizon and cast its first golden ray upon the eaves of the Divine Palace—

"Waaah—!"

A loud infant's cry, brimming with endless life and vitality, suddenly tore through the cold morning air.

Boom!

The instant that cry rang out, an incomparably terrifying chakra fluctuation surged outward from the delivery room like a tsunami.

This was not destructive power, but the purest essence of life!

The wooden floor beneath Sosuke's feet, its timber already dried and hardened, actually came back to life at that moment. Countless emerald-green shoots pushed through the cracks, growing and sprouting branches at a visible speed, even blooming into dazzling white flowers.

A rich fragrance of grass and wood instantly enveloped the entire Senju Divine Palace.

Tsunade's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at this miracle of life that defied all reason, her breathing quickening. The Senju bloodline within her actually produced an intense feeling of submission and resonance because of this newborn's arrival.

At the same time, the system's cold yet wonderful notification sounded wildly in Sosuke's mind like a chain of thunderclaps!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully producing his first offspring!"

"Mother: Uchiha Mikoto (aptitude rating: A+)!"

"Offspring aptitude rating: S-rank (the embryonic form of perfect fusion between Senju Yang Release and Uchiha Yin Release)!"

"Ding! It has been detected that the host has completed the core milestone of 'family revival,' triggering an ultimate critical-hit reward!"

"Congratulations to the host for unlocking a god-tier trump card: [Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands] (complete version)!"

"Congratulations to the host for receiving offspring bloodline feedback: Yin-Yang Release law analysis increased by 20%, total chakra permanently increased by 100%!"

Violent energy flooded Sosuke's limbs and bones out of thin air. His chakra, already as vast as an ocean, underwent another qualitative leap at that moment. His eyes instantly turned a brilliant emerald green, and within his deep pupils, the phantom of a massive Buddha statue with countless arms flashed past.

True Several Thousand Hands!

The ultimate force that had once pinned Madara Uchiha, who had terrorized the ninja world, together with the Nine-Tails, to the ground in the Valley of the End was finally completely within his grasp!

From this moment onward, the so-called Hidden Leaf higher-ups and the so-called allied forces of the Five Great Nations were nothing more than ants he could crush with a single slap.

Creak—

The wooden door to the delivery room was carefully pushed open.

The sweat-drenched midwife emerged quickly with a swaddled infant wrapped in precious silk. With a thud, she knelt before Sosuke, her voice trembling with excitement. "Congratulations, Patriarch! Congratulations, Patriarch! It's an exceptionally healthy young master!"

The emerald glow in Sosuke's eyes swiftly faded, restoring his gentle, jade-like appearance. He bent down and accepted the light bundle with both hands.

Unlike ordinary newborns, the infant in the swaddling clothes was not wrinkled. His skin was fair and translucent, faintly flowing with a soft halo. As though sensing the domineering aura from Sosuke that shared the same origin, the baby stopped crying and slowly opened his eyes.

They were an incredibly strange pair of eyes.

They were not pure black. Around the edges of his pupils ran an extremely thin circle of dark golden patterns. Although they had yet to awaken, Sosuke could see at a glance that those eyes concealed terrifying potential capable of seeing through All Creation.

"Good... very good!"

Sosuke raised his head and let out a deep, arrogant laugh. Empowered by chakra, his laughter spread through every corner of the Divine Palace, making the Shadow Guards' blood and chakra churn while the fanaticism in their eyes deepened.

"From today onward, your name is Senju Yuan."

Sosuke's slender finger gently brushed across the infant's delicate cheek, his tone filled with the pride of one looking down upon the world. "The source of all things, the source of the Senju Clan. The old rules of this ninja world will be crushed beneath the hands of you and me, father and son!"

Tsunade walked to Sosuke's side and looked at the wide-eyed baby in the swaddling clothes, her gaze filled with maternal tenderness. She extended a finger to tease the little one's cheek and softly asked, "How is Mikoto?"

"Madam is merely exhausted. Mother and child are both safe," the midwife hurriedly replied.

Holding the child, Sosuke strode into the delivery room.

Inside, Mikoto leaned weakly against soft pillows, her long black hair soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks. Seeing Sosuke enter with the child in his arms, her lips pulled into a weak yet blissful smile.

"You've worked hard. You are the greatest contributor to the Senju Clan." Sosuke walked to the bedside, holding the child close with one arm while grasping Mikoto's icy hand with the other. Pure Yang Release chakra flowed continuously into her body.

Feeling that warm power, Mikoto's eyes reddened slightly. She knew that her gamble by the Naka River had paid off completely. She was no longer a tool for the Uchiha clan's political marriage, but one of the unshakable mistresses of this Divine Palace and this vast family undergoing revival.

While the Senju Divine Palace was immersed in the feverish joy of a new life's arrival—

Far beyond Hidden Leaf Village, deep underground within an enormous cavern.

A colossal dead tree with tangled roots lay dormant in the darkness like a dead demon god. Beneath it, an ancient figure on the verge of death sat upon a crude stone throne.

His entire body was pierced with tubes connected to the dead tree. His hair was white, and his body was withered as dry wood.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes, which had been shut for who knew how many years, snapped open.

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan lit up. Then the tomoe spun madly, transforming into a complex and sinister pattern.

The old man's shriveled fingers suddenly clenched the armrest of the stone throne, and the tremendous force crushed the hard rock directly into powder. He stared fixedly in the direction of Hidden Leaf Village, an extreme shock, as if he had seen a ghost, appearing on his face like dried orange peel.

"This pure Wood Release origin... and that nauseating yet perfectly fused Yin Release aura..."

The old man's throat produced a hoarse sound like a broken bellows, every word filled with disbelief.

"Hashirama... no, this is definitely not Hashirama's power. What kind of monster has been born into the ninja world..."