Overlord Descends
Bricks and stones flew apart, and the red word "war" was smashed to pieces.
Dust swirled along the street on the evening breeze.
Kiba, holding Akamaru's hand, trembled so badly that he collapsed onto the ground.
Akamaru peed directly, the warm liquid flowing down his pants leg. The man and the dog didn't dare to breathe.
Shikamaru dropped the Senbon needles he was holding between his fingers onto the bluestone slab with a crisp sound.
Monster.
These two words were stuck in Shikamaru's throat; he couldn't utter them at all.
This destructive power, generated purely by physical strength, completely shattered the ninja's understanding of Chakra.
Naruto completely ignored these few trembling underlings hiding in the shadows.
He withdrew his hand, dusted off the back of his hand, and strode forward.
The image of Kurenai Yūhi flashed through my mind.
The most beautiful Genjutsu rose in Hidden Leaf has had its outer shell completely smashed open.
The panic hidden beneath her disheveled hair was enough to prove that her psychological defenses had completely crumbled.
All it takes is one more display of absolute power in the main competition to completely reap the rewards.
During the month-long break that followed, the atmosphere in Konoha grew more tense day by day.
Hundreds and thousands of unfamiliar faces appeared on the streets.
The daimyo of the Land of Fire, various nobles, and intelligence chiefs from other ninja villages—all smelling the blood of sharks—rushed into Hidden Leaf.
However, the scene was completely different in the Uzumaki Clan Estate.
This mansion, located in the most prosperous area of Hidden Leaf, was purchased directly by Haku using a black card from the Gato gang.
It occupies a vast area, with towering walls, and even the Anbu Kakuzu of surveillance in the shadows have been rearranged.
The morning sun shines on the spacious training field.
Hinata, dressed in a clean training uniform, unleashed both palms simultaneously, and streams of Yang Release Chakra, each carrying a golden aura, precisely struck the wooden dummy.
The wooden stake exploded with a loud bang.
Naruto leaned against a pillar in the corridor, resting his chin on his hand, shamelessly admiring the graceful curves of the girl as she exerted herself.
"Not bad," Naruto commented casually, "But you could sink your waist a little deeper when you exert force."
Hearing the praise, Hinata's ears immediately turned bright red, and she obediently ran over to offer her a warm towel.
During this period, Naruto personally guided Hinata in developing the potential of her Byakugan every day.
Under the nurturing influence of Yang Release Chakra, the purity of Hinata's Byakugan is undergoing a qualitative change at an alarming rate.
The Main Family's outdated Gentle Fist had long been ordered by Naruto to be thrown into the trash.
The rule of the Uzumaki Clan is that brute force can overcome any technique.
Night fell.
Steam rises from the hot spring in the backyard of the mansion.
Naruto leaned against the jade-paved pool wall, enjoying ultimate relaxation.
On the left, Bai, wearing a thin bathrobe soaked with water, was gently massaging the muscles on his shoulders with his slender fingers coated in special essential oil.
On the right, Karin, with her wet red hair and blushing, fed him a peeled grape.
"Master, is the water temperature alright?" Bai asked softly, her movements becoming even gentler.
"Barely acceptable." Naruto swallowed the grape, then casually put his arm around Karin's slender waist, pulling the shy Uzumaki clansman into his embrace.
Karin was tense all over, barely daring to breathe, but a sense of security she had never felt before surged within her.
This kind of life, where she is completely protected and no longer treated as a mobile blood bank, is something she never dared to dream of in her entire life.
The dual service, the fusion of Yang Release and the Uzumaki Bloodline, caused Naruto's sea of qi and blood to boil even more fiercely.
The thirty-day seal period for the Pure Byakugan is about to end.
Deep underground, within the dark Root passages.
Orochimaru, wearing a large robe, licked his dry lips.
On the stone table in front of them lay a detailed intelligence scroll.
The Kabuto Yakushi adjusted his round-framed glasses and stood to the side.
"For the past thirty days, Naruto Uzumaki hasn't left that mansion at all," Kabuto reported. "The Anbu's instruments couldn't detect any signs of him training his Chakra. He spends his days either instructing the Hyuga Clan's young lady or hanging out with that Ice Release orphan."
Orochimaru let out a long string of unpleasant, cold laughs.
"His attempt to cover it up only makes it more obvious. The quieter he is, the more serious his internal problems are."
He touched the scar on his neck from the Yang Release, and a dull pain shot through him.
That intense, masculine life energy caused him immense suffering.
But he absolutely refused to believe that a fifteen-year-old boy could maintain such godlike power without any cost.
"Has the Kazekage with the Kazekage been resolved?" Orochimaru changed the subject.
"The Fourth Kazekage Rasa, has been confirmed dead, and his body has been disposed of very cleanly." Kabuto said, head bowed. "You are ready to replace him and take the VIP seat at any time."
"Very good." Orochimaru turned and walked deeper into the passage. "The Konoha Crush Plan will begin with tomorrow's main tournament. I'm taking Sasuke's body. As for that brat Naruto ... I will personally expose his secrets in front of everyone."
The thirty-day deadline has finally come to an end.
Hidden Leaf Grand Arena.
The massive circular building was packed to capacity, with tens of thousands of spectators cheering wildly in the stands.
The VIP stands at the very top.
The Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, wore Hokage Haori and sat in the very center.
Beside him sat a man wearing a wind -Kazekage hat and whose face was covered by a veil.
"Kazekage Fengying, you must be tired from your journey." The Third Hokage took a puff of his pipe and exchanged pleasantries in a leisurely manner.
"This little bit of hardship is nothing compared to watching this exciting match," Orochimaru said in a low voice, his words laced with barely concealed sarcasm.
The Third Hokage's peripheral vision swept across the entire room.
Below the stands, in the players' tunnel, several villages' Genin were lined up.
Sasuke stood at the front of the group, wearing a black high-necked combat uniform, exuding an extremely oppressive and chilling aura.
Deep inside the collar of his collar at the back of his neck, the Snake Mark belonging to Orochimaru was faintly burning.
Beside him Gaara, his body wrapped in bandages and carrying a giant gourd on his back.
Monsters from Hidden Sand.
The elite families of Hidden Leaf.
Everyone's eyes were focused on that chilling name.
Why haven't they arrived yet?
Only five minutes remain before the start of the main competition.
Referee Genma Shiranui, chewing on Senbon, glanced at his pocket watch and prepared to announce the elimination of the absentee.
Just as Genma raised his hand...
Boom.
The heavy steel gate at the entrance of the arena, weighing several tons, was dented by a kick from the outside.
Immediately following, the second kick.
The steel door panel made a teeth-grinding twisting and cracking sound as it flew out and crashed heavily onto the sand in the center of the arena.
Amidst the billowing dust, a tall, slender figure Earth Flow in, stepping over the ruins.
Naruto had his hands in his pockets, and his black combat suit was cut extremely close to his body, showing off his perfect muscle lines.
He didn't even glance at the Genin around him, who were gaping in shock.
He didn't even look at the referee, Genma.
Naruto raised his chin, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena, locking onto the two old men at the highest point of the stands.
A violent pressure of life force spread outwards like a tsunami with each step he took.
Several Genin near the passage collapsed to their knees, their legs giving way.
The cheers from the stands were abruptly cut off.
The entire arena was deathly silent.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's hand holding the pipe trembled violently, and some tobacco fell onto the back of his hand, burning a red mark.
Orochimaru's face, hidden beneath his veil, twitched violently.
Monster.
This isn't a problem with Chakra.
This guy's internal energy and blood are ten times more terrifying than they were a month ago.
Naruto walked to the center of the arena and stopped.
[Ding! The 30-day Assimilation Metamorphosis Phase for Pure Byakugan has ended.]
[Advanced Dōjutsu Restrictions Removed.]
[The current scene meets the conditions for establishing authority; the Lustful Moment" and "Overlord Side Quest have been activated simultaneously.]
Naruto twisted his neck, and his bones cracked like popping beans.
He stared at Orochimaru in the stands, his expression one of extreme arrogance.
"Old mudfish, aren't you bored hiding under that straw hat?"
The words weren't deliberately raised in volume, but they rang out clearly in the absolutely silent arena.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
The Third Hokage Hokage suddenly stood up, Anbu behind him instantly drew their Ninja Blade.
Orochimaru stared intently at the arrogant young man in the audience, his Chakra surging wildly within him.