Crushing Black Zetsu, Shocking the Battlefield, His Name First Emerges

Black Zetsu curled up deep within the shadows of the rubble, every inch of its body radiating extreme terror.

It held its breath, suppressing its presence until it was almost nonexistent, wishing it could burrow straight into the ground and flee.

It had lived for countless years, plotted for a millennium, manipulated the lives of innumerable shinobi, and witnessed countless upheavals in the Ninja World. It had always hidden itself deeply; even Madara could not easily detect its existence.

Yet now, Lin Chen had locked onto it with a single glance. It was as though Death itself had fixed its gaze upon it, leaving it without even the courage to run.

Those Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan—Dual Kamui—seemed capable of seeing through every falsehood, laying bare all its schemes, calculations, and concealment.

Impossible... How could you possibly have discovered me?!

Black Zetsu screamed madly in its heart, its body stiff with fear, not daring to move.

It had personally witnessed Lin Chen slaughter three jonin in a single move, sweep aside hundreds of Hidden Stone shinobi, casually place the Sharingan back into Obito's eye socket, and rewrite the course of fate.

That power had long surpassed the common sense of the Ninja World. It was far beyond Madara, far beyond Hashirama—an absolute terror it had never seen before.

Lin Chen slowly walked toward the shadows. His footsteps were light, yet each step made the surrounding space tremble faintly.

His gaze was indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow, as he looked upon Black Zetsu as though it were an ant.

"Hiding in the dark, manipulating others, stirring up wars, and watching tragedies unfold—is that the meaning of your existence?"

His voice was calm, yet carried an irresistible majesty that echoed across the battlefield.

Black Zetsu could no longer hold itself together. Trembling all over, it shrieked sharply:

"What kind of monster are you?! The Uchiha Clan could never have produced someone like you! An Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan with Dual Kamui should never have existed in this world!"

It had arranged everything to revive Kaguya. Obito, Rin, and Kakashi's fates had been about to proceed along the path it had envisioned, only for the man before it to forcibly interrupt, crush, and completely overturn everything.

A millennium of planning had been destroyed in a single day.

Black Zetsu was terrified and hateful, yet it did not dare resist. It could only frantically retreat, trying to escape underground.

But the moment it moved, the space around it instantly froze.

An invisible force locked it firmly in place like a cage, leaving it unable to take even a single step.

"Trying to run?"

Lin Chen gave it a casual glance.

"I was wrong... I'll never interfere with the Ninja World again! I'll never scheme against Uchiha Obito again! I'll disappear immediately!" Black Zetsu had completely caved in, its voice full of pleading. "I can tell you the secrets of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, tell you the truth about the Infinite Tsukuyomi—just spare my life!"

Lin Chen remained cold and expressionless, without the slightest trace of pity.

He knew Black Zetsu's nature better than anyone.

Letting it go would mean allowing countless tragedies to continue.

The Nine-Tails Rebellion, the Uchiha Clan's Night of the Massacre, the Fourth Shinobi World War... the source of it all lay within this mass of shadow.

"You are not qualified to live."

Lin Chen slightly raised a finger.

Spatial Annihilation.

In an instant, the space around Black Zetsu violently twisted, folded, and crushed inward.

Invisible blades continuously carved through its body. Black Zetsu let out miserable screams as its body repeatedly collapsed and reformed, struggling in unbearable agony.

"I refuse to accept this! I will revive Lady Kaguya! You've destroyed everything—"

"Too noisy."

Lin Chen softly uttered a single word, and the power of Kamui suddenly erupted.

Black Zetsu's body was directly swallowed by space. Its screams abruptly ceased, leaving behind only a faint trace of its origin, which Lin Chen casually sealed away, completely cutting off any possibility of resurrection.

The hidden danger lurking in the dark had been eliminated in a single stroke.

Lin Chen turned around and returned to the center of the battlefield.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

Every Konoha shinobi stood there blankly. Their gazes toward Lin Chen were like those directed at a god—reverence, fear, and shock intertwined.

One man had swept across the battlefield, killed jonin with a flick of his fingers, casually suppressed Black Zetsu, and rewritten fate...

That level of strength was no longer that of a shinobi. It was the stuff of legend.

Kakashi was covered in wounds, yet he still forced himself to stand straight, his eyes filled with reverence.

Nohara Rin's eyes were slightly red as she bowed deeply to Lin Chen, her heart full of gratitude.

Obito had been pulled out from beneath the boulder. Covering his restored left eye, his heart pounded violently.

He had not lost his eye. He had not watched Rin die. He had not fallen into darkness. He had not become Madara's pawn.

Every tragedy had been forcibly reversed by the man before him.

Obito struggled over to Lin Chen. Ignoring his injuries, he bowed deeply.

"Senior! Thank you! Thank you for saving Rin, and thank you for giving my eye back!"

Lin Chen looked at him impassively.

"You don't need to thank me. Don't live so pathetically again. Don't let others control you. Protect the people you want to protect, and take control of your own life."

"I'll remember it! I'll remember it for the rest of my life!" Obito's voice trembled, yet it was incomparably resolute.

A Konoha jonin hurried forward. With the utmost respect, he lowered his head and asked:

"Senior! May I ask your name? When we return, we will report to Lord Hokage and have your merits recorded!"

Lin Chen's expression remained calm as he slowly spoke:

"Uchiha Lin Chen."

Those words plunged the battlefield into silence once more.

Uchiha?

Since when had the Uchiha Clan produced such a monster?

Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, space-time ninjutsu, invincible combat strength...

This was no Uchiha genius. He was a walking natural disaster.

"Se... Senior, where are you going next?" Kakashi could not help asking.

Lin Chen raised his head and looked in Konoha's direction.

He knew that after this battle, Konoha's upper ranks would surely be shaken. The Third Hokage would grow suspicious, Danzo would become greedy, and the Uchiha Clan would be uneasy.

But he did not care.

With strength like his, every scheme and calculation was utterly fragile.

"Konoha."

Lin Chen calmly uttered one word. The space around him began to distort, and his figure gradually turned transparent.

"Senior!" Obito hurriedly shouted. "Will I be able to see you again someday? I want to repay you!"

Lin Chen's blurred figure answered in a drifting voice:

"Yes."

The next second, his figure completely vanished into thin air.

All that remained on the battlefield was devastation as far as the eye could see, the corpses of hundreds of Hidden Stone shinobi, and a group of Konoha shinobi whose minds had been shaken beyond recovery.

The Battle of Kannabi Bridge had ended.

One man had destroyed a nation's elite forces.

One man had rewritten the fates of three people.

One man had suppressed the mastermind behind it all.

As the shinobi returned to Konoha, this news would soon sweep through the entire village and shake every power to its core.

Kakashi stared in the direction where Lin Chen had vanished and murmured softly:

"Uchiha Lin Chen..."

Obito clenched his fists. There was no longer weakness in his eyes, only determination.

"I will definitely become stronger. I won't drag others down anymore, and I won't be used by anyone again."

Rin gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her heart filled with warmth and relief.

Everyone understood.

From this day onward, the Ninja World would gain a name that all would look up to—

Uchiha Lin Chen.

He was an outcast of the Uchiha Clan.

Yet he was an absolute powerhouse capable of sweeping across the Ninja World.

Not far away, in Konoha.

The Hokage's office, the Uchiha compound, the Root base...

Every faction would be thoroughly shaken by this name.

Meanwhile, Lin Chen had already entered Konoha and was walking through its quiet streets.

He was neither hurried nor impatient.

Danzo's ambitions, the upper ranks' suspicion, the Uchiha Clan's oppression, the shadow of the Nine-Tails Rebellion, the tragedy of the Night of the Massacre...

Every regret, every darkness, every injustice.

He would personally bring them all to an end.

Beginning with Kannabi Bridge, his era had arrived.