Pure Yang Chakra Erupts, Facing the Golem's Ferocity Head-On!
An unknown underground cave, its damp rock walls covered with pale tree roots.
"Snap!"
Kabuto Yakushi the glass test tube in his hand to pieces, the dark green solution splattering onto the grayish-white scales and emitting acrid white smoke. His face, which always wore a fake smile, was now contorted like a wild dog choking on raw meat.
"Naruto Uzumaki ..." Kabuto nervously bit his thumbnail, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. "He actually severed the underlying agreement of the Impure World Reincarnation ... How dare he touch the energy of those Leyline's backlash?"
The relay station's complete shutdown meant that his absolute control over Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki had been forcibly erased. What drove him even more insane was that Naruto's kick had severed his meticulously constructed distributed Chakra network.
"You really think you've won?" A chilling chuckle rolled down his throat. He pushed up his round-framed glasses, his eyes blazing with cold madness. He had never been content to be Orochimaru's shadow, much less Obito Uchiha.
He walked deeper into the cave, where a black stone coffin covered in Cursed Seal stood. Kabuto tore open the sealing scroll on the surface of the coffin, revealing dense, blood-red runes underneath. This was the "Demonic Statue Chakra Amplification Formation" that he had Obito carved without Obito's knowledge.
"Since you like unplugging the internet cable, then I'll blow up the entire reservoir!"
Dou's hands blurred into afterimages as he frantically formed Hand Seals.
"Si-hai-wei-mao-xu-zi!"
"Impure World Reincarnation: Reverse Flow!"
The death energy and Chakra at this moment, flowing wildly into the body of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path along the remaining White Zetsu roots underground. He wanted to escalate the intensity of the war to the extreme, using the power of 100,000 dead people to prove to the entire Shinobi World that he was the only one in control.
Six hundred meters underground, the ruins of the East Valley Fortress.
Large areas of rock collapsed, and stone pillars as thick as water vats crashed down one after another, stirring up clouds of dust.
"Walk!"
Naruto scooped up Karin was kneeling on one knee due to Chakra exhaustion, and tossed her onto Sasuke's back. He flipped his palm, and five thick golden chains, like angry dragons, swept up the boulders rolling around them, creating a safe zone.
"Keep an eye on her." Naruto glanced at Sasuke, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Mind your own business." Sasuke snorted coldly, and the purple skeleton of Susanoo instantly expanded, firmly protecting the three of them in the center.
Kakashi brought two fingers together, and the Chidori, emitting a piercing Chidori, shattered the rock slab blocking his path with a single blow. "Naruto, Coordinates locked!"
"Pay close attention!"
Naruto formed the Flying Thunder God Mark with one hand, and a burst of golden light erupted.
"Boom!"
Just one tenth of a second after they disappeared, the entire underground hall was completely filled with tens of thousands of tons of rock.
Ground level, temporary communication point at East Valley Fortress.
A golden light suddenly shone on the dilapidated watchtower, and the four people appeared out of thin air. The air was filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh.
The moment they landed, the ground beneath their feet began to convulse violently without warning.
"Earthquake?" Kakashi quickly regained his balance and gripped his Kunai.
"It wasn't an earthquake." Naruto half-squatted on the ground, channeling his Pure Yang Chakra into the earth through his palms, his brows furrowing instantly. "It's tree roots. Living tree roots."
The moment he finished speaking, the ground in the wasteland 300 meters ahead suddenly exploded. Countless pale, vein-like roots of the White Zetsu burst forth from the soil. Like hungry pythons, they frantically strangled the surrounding rocks and dead trees, growing into a bizarre jungle tens of meters high in just a few seconds.
"Puha--"
At the communications station, the Yamanaka Clan ninja in charge of communication suddenly ripped off his helmet, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.
Kakashi leaped over in a Body Flicker Technique, placing one hand on the instrument to adjust the frequency. Amidst the piercing electrical hum, Shikamaru's slightly hoarse but determined voice cut in.
"Commander-in-Chief! Can you hear me? This is the Allied Shinobi Forces General Staff!"
"Speak." Naruto stood up and brushed the dirt off his clothes.
"A large-scale anomaly has appeared in the life Mark Network!" Shikamaru spoke rapidly. "One minute ago, the Natural Energy within the White Zetsu remains lurking underground on all fronts was instantly drained. This power didn't dissipate; instead, it all converged in the same direction along the Leyline."
"Where?"
Suddenly, another deep voice came through the communication channel. It was Gaara.
"Southern Defense Line. Eighth Gorge." Gaara's voice was accompanied by the howling of a fierce sandstorm. "Naruto, the sand is screaming. Those aren't Impure World Reincarnation corpses; they're some kind of ancient, enormous monster."
Naruto's eyes narrowed. He casually tossed the "Blood-Grooved Black Rod" that he had just ripped from the underground relay station onto the communication console, making a crisp clanging sound.
"That son of a Kabuto Yakushi flipped the table." Naruto stared at the metal rod stained with black blood and sneered, "He severed control over part of the Impure World Reincarnation army and used the extracted death energy and Chakra as fertilizer to directly feed to the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path."
On the other end of the communicator, Shikamaru gasped.
This is no longer a simple assassination or sneak attack; it's about overturning the entire chessboard.
"The Third and Fifth Units are stationed on the southern defense line, with over five thousand wounded. If that thing is allowed to fully recover there..." Kakashi looked at Naruto, his single eye filled with seriousness.
"Then crush it before it opens its eyes." Naruto grabbed the Black Rod, his Pure Yang Chakra erupting, instantly crushing the hard, special metal into a pool of molten iron. "Pass on my orders: all defenses must be tightened. Sealing Squad, take all Yang Release Explosive Tag and head to the Southern Eighth Canyon. Since they want to drain the Shinobi World, let's uproot their pipes and build a new graveyard there!"
"Understood!" Shikamaru slammed his fist on the table on the other end, quickly cut off the communication, and began making arrangements.
Sasuke Karin to the edge of the watchtower. His Mangekyō Sharingan was fixed on the distant night sky.
"Naruto," Sasuke suddenly spoke, his voice tense.
Naruto had already seen it without him reminding him.
The wind is picking up.
A thick, viscous wind, carrying a strong, bloody stench, swept in from the south, stinging people's cheeks.
The night sky, which was originally pitch black, now seemed to have been ripped open by an invisible hand. Dark red light poured out wildly along the crack, dyeing the entire sky a nauseating liver color.
Immediately afterwards, the earth let out a deep, mournful cry.
It wasn't Chakra perception, but something visible to the naked eye. On the horizon at the edge of the southern defense line, a colossal phantom, far beyond human comprehension, was slowly rising from the thick crimson thunderclouds.
It was an extremely ugly, withered shell. Ten huge, pillar-like structures protruded from its back, like severed wings, piercing straight into the sky.
What's most chilling is the nine eyes on the body's face.
With a sickeningly painful sound of flesh tearing apart, the topmost eye suddenly opened.
The whites of his eyes were deathly pale, with concentric circles of black lines resembling ripples on water.
Rinnegan.
Even from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, the brutal pressure that seemed capable of crushing the soul still swept over her like a tsunami. Karin groaned, her legs went weak, and if Sasuke hadn't been holding her arm tightly, she would have collapsed to the ground.
"The Ten-Tails' husk... He actually managed to forcibly awaken it using those defective Chakra..." Kakashi subconsciously touched his left eye, and the power of Kamui caused him to instinctively tremble under this pressure.
Naruto remained silent.
He stepped forward and stood at the forefront of the watchtower, the wind whipping his golden hair and Hokage Haori. The pure golden Yang Release aura on his body burned like a torch in the darkness, stubbornly resisting the overwhelming sense of oppression.
The perspective shifts to the Eighth Gorge, a hundred kilometers away.
The wind howled and the thunder roared.
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path let out a roar that shook the heavens, and its thick hands slammed into the ground, instantly leveling the entire canyon.
Atop the Golem's enormous head stood a figure dressed in a long black robe.
Obito Uchiha.
The orange Spiral Mask on his face had been half shattered by Naruto in the previous battle, revealing his right cheek covered in hideous scars. His crimson Sharingan and Rinnegan gleamed with an extremely dangerous light in the night.
He looked down at the Chakra at his feet, which was frantically absorbing Golem like a greedy beast, then looked up in the direction of the Hidden Leaf Allied Shinobi Forces' headquarters.
"Although Kabuto took it upon himself to advance the schedule..." Obito slowly raised his right hand, and a thick black iron rod extended from his palm, "But it was just right."
He faced the howling wind, his voice not loud, but it carried throughout the entire battlefield with his Chakra.
"It's time to move the war to the next stage."