The night in the Shinobi World was still so brilliantly clear. In Sage Mode, Naruto arrived at a familiar stretch of wilderness. This was where Konoha would one day stand, but for now, it was only a dense primeval forest. Forget Konoha—even the grandfathers of people like Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha were probably still tadpoles!
"Damn it, what do I do? The Warring States Era... At this time, Dragon Vein Power hadn't erupted from the ground yet. Am I really going to become history forever? No..."
Naruto lowered his head in despair, bracing both hands against the ground as darkness swallowed him whole. It was over. This was truly over. More importantly, he had lost Hanabi Hyuga. How was he supposed to explain this to Sister Natsu and Hinata?
"What happened to Hanabi? What time did she end up falling into?"
Naruto was even more worried about Hanabi's safety now. She had also been struck by that space-time lightning. She had probably passed out just like him, utterly unable to resist.
"Ugh... My head hurts. I feel awful. This feeling is terrible. I think I'm going to throw up."
Kurama, inside the inner space, clutched his head with a dazed expression.
Naruto's face lit up. "Kurama, you're awake!"
"Yeah!"
Kurama let out a long sigh and asked, "How is it? Where are we?"
"Long, long before Konoha was founded—at least over a hundred years earlier. Much earlier than Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju."
Naruto's expression darkened. "We can't go back, Kurama. And we even lost Hanabi."
Kurama frowned, his gaze sharpening. They could not return. There was simply no way back from this era.
Looking at the moon in the sky, Naruto and Kurama both recalled the Otsutsuki Clan living above. It seemed that the descendants of Hamura Otsutsuki,