How Dare You Touch My Wife and Child? Flying Thunder God Teleportation, a Forceful Interception!
"Flying Thunder God?!"
In the Allied Shinobi Forces' highest command center, Shikamaru abruptly straightened up, knocking over the ink bottle beside him. "The only person in the entire Shinobi World who knows this technique is the Fourth Hokage! Which defense zone is the Coordinates locked to?"
Karin bit her lip hard, her face deathly pale, her hands gripping the edge of the control panel tightly, her nails scraping against the metal plate with a piercing sound.
"Not on the front lines... His movement trajectory directly crosses all defensive zones!" Karin suddenly looked up, her voice trembling with extreme terror. "He's in Hidden Leaf! His Coordinates are directly above the Uzumaki base!"
Kabuto Yakushi is planning an escape route!
The air in the operations room instantly plummeted to freezing point.
Naruto's previously calm expression suddenly darkened, and his golden aura surged without warning. The high-strength alloy ground beneath his feet emitted a teeth-grinding groan, instantly cracking into spiderweb-like pits.
"The Allied Shinobi Forces will advance according to the original plan. Anyone who dares to retreat even half a step will be court-martialed."
With that cold, hard command, Naruto clasped his hands together abruptly. A flash of golden light, and his imposing figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a violent gust of wind that sent the scrolls on the long table flying everywhere.
The Raikage on the screen stared wide-eyed, his face filled with astonishment. "This kid... he's actually so skilled at the Flying Thunder God Technique?"
Rewind to twelve hours ago.
As the sun set and twilight descended, the entire Konoha was filled with the oppressive tension and tension unique to the pre-war period; even the wind carried the rusty smell of clashing weapons.
However, the backyard of the Uzumaki's base was unusually tranquil.
The sunset painted the stone path in the courtyard a deep red. Inside the room, Shiro knelt properly on the tatami mat, deftly sorting and arranging the Explosive Tag and sealing scrolls, stuffing them into a specially made ninja tool bag.
At the edge of the courtyard wall, Karin was holding Chakra compass and walking around the barrier node again and again.
"I've reinforced this lousy barrier ten times already," Karin muttered irritably, grabbing a handful of her red hair. "Even if Tailed Beast tried to ram it, it'd break a couple of its teeth."
Inside the cradle, Little Menma was sleeping soundly, occasionally smacking his lips, completely unaware of the turmoil happening outside.
The curtain was lifted, Hinata walked in carrying a wooden tray.
Today, instead of her usual loose-fitting, plain-colored kimono, she wore an extremely form-fitting and sleek black night combat suit. Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and rows of Kunai were strapped to the outside of her thighs, giving her an aura of fierce heroism.
She walked up to Naruto and handed him a brand new Forehead Protector.
The metal plate on the Forehead Protector was polished to a gleaming shine. On the dark fabric on the back, the left side was embroidered with a crimson vortex representing the Uzumaki Clan, while the right side featured the Tai Chi symbol of the Hyuga Clan.
Naruto took the Forehead Protector, his rough fingertips tracing the patterns on it. He grinned, his tone casual and nonchalant. "Why all the formality? I'm not going on vacation. I'm just burying those dead people; it'll be done in a few days."
Hinata didn't laugh. She raised her head and looked directly into Naruto's eyes. Her pure Byakugan had lost their former shyness, becoming as clear as an ancient well. Her voice was soft, yet as steady as a rock.
"I know you'll win, and I know you'll come back." Hinata paused, her tone unusually serious, "But I don't want to rely solely on belief."
She pulled a scroll from her ninja tool bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Naruto.
"This is the Hyuga Reconnaissance Team's deployment list, 112 people, all assembled." Hinata pointed to the scroll, her gaze resolute. "I will personally go to the front lines. Those 100,000 White Zetsu can perfectly simulate Chakra; ordinary sensory ninjas simply cannot distinguish friend from foe. Only my Byakugan can completely see through their chakra disguise. I am responsible for identifying all the White Zetsu infiltrators."
Naruto's brow furrowed sharply.
His first reaction was to refuse. Leaving her in the village, protected by layers of barriers and Anbu, was the safest arrangement.
But when he looked at Hinata, there wasn't the slightest hint of retreat in her eyes, only the unwavering determination to fight side by side. She was no longer the little girl who would hide behind a tree and twist her fingers; she was the undisputed matriarch of the Uzumaki Clan, and the one who shattered Hyuga Clan centuries-old rules of the Hyuga clan.
Naruto paused for two seconds, then reached out and picked up the list. He then raised his large hand and ruffled Hinata's newly tied-up long hair.
"Go to the front lines, stay close to the main force." Naruto's smile vanished, his tone now authoritative and unquestionable. "If you spot any danger, immediately signal and report your Coordinates. Don't try to be reckless. Leave the rest to me."
Hinata nodded vigorously. "You too."
Naruto tied his Forehead Protector to his left arm and turned to leave. He had just taken half a step when he felt a slight resistance coming from beside his leg.
He looked down and saw that Menma the cradle sometime earlier. The little one was stretching out her chubby arms, clutching tightly at a piece of his clothes. She wasn't crying or making a fuss, and a faint, extremely deep blue light flickered in her eyes, which were not yet fully open.
Naruto crouched down, gently stroked his son's nose with his finger, and chuckled softly, "Stay put, Dad's going to take care of those noisy guys."
He gently pried open Menma's small hands and strode out of the room.
The scene shifts back to the present, above Hidden Leaf.
The night was deep. Dozens of meters directly above the Uzumaki base, space distorted violently like ripples on water.
A figure draped in a white Hokage Haori silently appeared and landed steadily on top of a telephone pole.
Minato Namikaze.
His eyes were completely covered by the gray-black of the Impure World Reincarnation, devoid of any life. Deep in his mind, the commands issued by Kabuto Yakushi gnawed at his heart like maggots clinging to his bones.
"Destroy the Uzumaki Estate, leave no survivors."
In the cold, dimly lit cave, Kabuto Yakushi pushed up his reflective glasses, a sickly grin spreading across his lips. "Naruto Uzumaki, no matter what ridiculous rules you set up on the front lines, once your lair is reduced to ashes, let's see if you're still so arrogant!"
Minato stiffly raised his hands, with four specially made Flying Thunder God Tridents held between his fingers.
A massive amount of Chakra was compressed wildly in his palm. If he could just shoot Kunai the four blind spots of the courtyard below, the "Spiral Flash Super Wheel Dance Roar—Form Three" that he activated instantly would blast the entire mansion and its defensive barrier into a pile of rubble.
"I'm sorry... Run away..." Minato screamed desperately in his heart, but his body ruthlessly swung his arm down.
Four piercing black beams tore through the night wind, hurtling downwards with a deadly whistling sound.
Just as the Kunai about to touch the barrier's light screen...
"Boom--!"
A deafening sonic boom exploded in mid-air. Violent golden blood energy soared into the sky, like an inverted sun, instantly illuminating the night sky within a hundred meters as bright as day.
A large hand enveloped in Pure Yang Chakra suddenly appeared out of thin air, and without any fancy Ninjutsu, it simply and brutally reached forward.
"Snap!"
A piercing metallic snapping sound rang out. Four specially crafted steel Kunai bearing the Flying Thunder God Mark were forcibly crushed into twisted scrap metal by this hand, sparks flying everywhere.
Amidst the surging air currents, Naruto's imposing figure, like an iron tower, stood directly in front of Minato. His eyes were as cold as a block of ancient ice.
"Using my father's corpse to steal my house?" Naruto stared intently at Minato's cracked face, his voice seeming to squeeze out from the depths of hell, "Kabuto Yakushi, you fucking have a death wish."
Hundreds of miles away in a cave, Kabuto Yakushi saw this scene through Minato's perspective. His maniacal laughter froze instantly, and cold sweat poured down his face.
"How could he possibly be back so quickly?!" Kabuto suddenly stood up, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Minato! Create distance immediately! Release the seal and blast him to pieces with the Yin Nine-Tails 'Chakra!"
In the night sky, Minato's body convulsed violently. A dark red Tailed Beast Cloak instantly erupted from his body, and the powerful Chakra directly shook the surrounding air, creating visible ripples. Behind him, six thick Chakra tails danced wildly, bringing a destructive, bloody wind as they slammed down towards Naruto's head.
"Playing with the Nine-Tails Chakra in front of me?"
Instead of retreating, Naruto advanced, his legs slamming together and shattering the air beneath his feet.
He didn't even assume a defensive stance; his right fist was raised high, and a blinding golden light was compressed to an extreme degree on his knuckles, producing a tearing sound that sent chills down one's spine.
"Go back to your coffin!"
Naruto unleashed a punch, his pure Yang Release Chakra transforming into a tangible storm that collided head-on with the six dark red tails.
"Bang--!"
An absolute and utter crushing defeat, without any suspense whatsoever.
The dark red Tailed Beast Cloak shattered into pieces the instant it came into contact with the Yang Release technique, like ice and snow falling into boiling water, emitting a mournful shriek.
Naruto's fist slammed straight in and landed hard on Minato's chest.
The immense impact sent Minato flying backward like a cannonball, crashing into the Hokage Rock behind him with a deafening roar. Rocks crumbled, and dust filled the air.
Before Minato could regain his footing, Naruto was already close behind like a ghost.
"Splash!"
Nine thick, golden Chakra Chains shot out from Naruto's back, forming a net that Minato firmly to the depths of the rock wall. The Yang Release flames burning on the chains scorched the Impure World Reincarnation on his body.
A flicker of emotion finally appeared in Minato's eyes, which had been clouded by darkness. He looked at the tall, imposing blond youth before him and managed to open his mouth with difficulty. "Naruto...!"
"Don't talk, Dad." Naruto pressed one hand firmly on Minato's shoulder, the Great Evolution Divine Soul Art was running wildly, and golden spiritual power pierced into Minato's mind like steel needles.
"I'll find that bug that's controlling you and crush it to death."
Just as Naruto was about to forcibly erase Kabuto Yakushi's control seal, a sudden change occurred!
The Eight Trigrams Seal array on Minato's abdomen suddenly seemed to come alive, twisting and expanding wildly. An extremely ancient, cold Chakra, far surpassing that of the Yin Nine-Tails, was forcibly squeezed out from the gaps in the seal, transforming into a pale, deformed bone hand that shot straight at Naruto's throat like lightning.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom of the Uzumaki Estate below.
The little Menma opened its eyes, and the nascent, deep blue Tenseigan Prototype shone brightly. A resonance erupted from its tiny body, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.
Naruto's pupils suddenly contracted.
This power, imbued with an intense aura of death, is definitely not the Nine-Tails! What kind of monster did Kabuto Yakushi inside Minato's stomach?!