Ace and Sabo in Peril

They couldn't see the specific scenes inside the battlefield, only the rising smoke and dust, and heard the deafening explosions coming from across the sea. Their unease grew heavier and heavier.

On the deserted island beach, the fierce battle continues unabated.

Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji were covered in wounds, their clothes torn in many places, and their bodies were covered with bruises from knife wounds and impacts.

Luffy Gear Fourth cannot be sustained indefinitely; he repeatedly exhausted himself but gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue.

Zoro's arm was slashed open with several deep cuts by the blade, and blood dripped continuously down his forearm;

Sanji's legs were also covered in bruises, and the depletion of his Armament Haki made his breathing heavy.

The three fought tooth and nail, locked in a fierce battle with Lute Ness, five executives with bounties approaching nine hundred million, and Weevil, who was being secretly manipulated.

The battlefield was no longer recognizable as the original beach; it was covered with shattered rocks and deep craters.

Behind the rocks, Stussy hid in the shadows.

Two days of endless stalemate made it impossible for her to remain as calm and composed as she had been at the beginning.

Fine beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. His eyes darted back and forth between the two battlefields, the beach and the sky, as anxiety grew within him.

She had thought that Weevil, along with the Flying Pirates ' executives, could quickly defeat the Straw Hat Pirates, but the battle has dragged on until now, and the conflict remains deadlocked.

On one side is the terrifyingly powerful Second Golden Lion, and on the other side is Sabo of the Revolutionary Army. Once the Navy arrives, he will be caught in the middle and his situation will be extremely dangerous.

She secretly activated her methods, continuing to drive Weevil's attack, while inwardly she was already planning her retreat.

Thousands of meters above the ground, the sea of clouds was already mottled with the blazing flames and the aura of swords.

Ace and Sabo were covered in wounds, their clothes torn, and sweat mixed with blood trickling down their skin.

After two days of intense, deadly fighting, both men were severely exhausted and breathing heavily. However, thanks to the bond between them, they continued to cover for each other and held their own against the Second Golden Lion, showing no signs of defeat.

The Second Golden Lion wielded the Sakura Ten and the Deadwood Two-Sword Style a cold light.

After two days of fierce fighting, he was also quite exhausted. His breathing was no longer as steady as before, and there were several scorch marks on his shoulders.

However, compared to Ace and Sabo, whose stamina was almost depleted, his reserves were still much higher, and he always maintained the upper hand. The Float-Float Fruit constantly moved the giant rocks to block their movement, and the Great Swordsman's slashes pressed down on the two of them wave after wave.

"Your resilience has indeed exceeded my expectations." The golden hair of the Second Golden Lion was blown wildly by the gale, his tone tinged with weariness yet still filled with arrogance. "But even if you continue to hold on, the outcome will not change."

With a simultaneous swing of both swords, two massive, intersecting slashes tore through the clouds and crashed down upon Ace Sabo.

Ace raised his hand, unleashing a raging sea of fire to block the attack, while Sabo shattered the flying rocks beneath his feet, charging forward to meet the onslaught. His arms were covered in black Armament Haki as he met the blade's force head-on.

On the distant horizon, at the edge of the sea, countless ship silhouettes were already faintly visible.

The main naval fleet led by Ryokugyu and Kizaru, after a frantic journey, is now the closest of the three forces to this war-torn deserted island.

Giant warships cleaved through the waves, their cannons all aimed at the deserted island, and Navy Soldier stood ready on board.

Further out at sea, beyond the navy's reach, the sails of the warship carrying the Uchiha group had already appeared on the horizon;

In the far reaches of the sky, the remaining airships of the Flying Pirates hovered behind the clouds, with the remaining pirates on board watching from afar, not daring to approach the battlefield even a step further.

On the beach, the melee continues; high in the sky, the clash of swords and fire never ceases.

Nami stood on the deck of the Thousand Sunny, gazing at the dense array of naval ships appearing on the distant horizon, and her heart sank.

"Oh no, the navy is here too."

A new crisis is rapidly approaching this deserted island.

Origin Island, within the courtyard of Naka Shrine.

The evening breeze swayed the Konoha in the courtyard, and half a cup of unfinished chilled tea remained on the stone table under the eaves.

Holding the Den Den Mushi that had already disconnected, Uchiha Fugaku strode quickly across the cobblestone pavement to Natsu.

Uchiha Izumi stood by the pillar, dressed in an elegant Uchiha Clan Uniform, the sleeves swaying gently in the breeze, listening quietly to the conversation between the two.

"Natsu." Fugaku's expression was serious as he recounted the battle situation on the deserted island at sea, which he had just learned from Chunwu communication.

"Chunwu and the others have encountered a large-scale melee. The Second Golden Lion has suddenly appeared, Ace and Sabo are deeply entangled in battle, and the main force of the Navy has also rushed over there. The situation is complicated, and they have asked you for instructions on what to do next."

Natsu leaned back leisurely in the wooden chair, her fingertips casually brushing against the armrest. After listening to the report, she simply waved her hand dismissively, her expression indifferent, showing no sign of urgency.

"Just let Chunwu and the others do as they please."

His gaze was fixed on the distance, his eyes carrying a calm acceptance of a chaotic world.

Origin Island is accumulating strength day by day, Uchiha Clan should focus on developing and growing stronger.

His own strength already gave him the confidence to face Imu head-on. Once the foundation of his entire tribe was completely solidified, a war of unification that would sweep the world could begin at any time.

The fierce battles and power struggles among various overseas forces have ironically given Origin Island ample time to consolidate its strength.

As soon as she finished speaking, Natsu's gaze passed over the low wall of the courtyard and landed on the open Training Ground in the distance.

Dust was repeatedly kicked up from the Training Ground.

Eleven-year-old Uchiha Sasuke is immersed in brutal physical training.

His thin training clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to the boy's still slender but increasingly muscular back.

He sprinted tirelessly around and around, repeatedly pounding the sandbag, his knuckles stretched to their limit with every punch.

Sweat dripped down the boy's chin and fell onto the soil at his feet.

What's most striking is his eyes.

The not-yet-fully-developed Three-Tomoe Sharingan subtly shifted, its dark pupils churning with an unyielding resentment and obsession.

Others only saw the Uchiha's tireless training as a genius, but no one understood the weight buried in those eyes.

He pushed his body to its limits, not simply to win against his peers on Origin Island; he harbored a deep-seated obsession he would never reveal to anyone—

He was strong enough to return to the long-gone Ninja World, personally kill Uchiha Itachi, wash away the humiliation suffered by the Uchiha Clan, and cleanse the family of Fugaku and Mikoto.

This burning yet heavy desire for revenge was known only to his cousin and master, Natsu.

Sasuke's current rigorous training program was entirely planned by Natsu Yin himself.