The Swordswoman Beneath the Moonlight

Sasuke Uchiha kept his Sharingan fixed on the battlefield. When he saw Naruto flying toward him, he used the Body Flicker Technique and caught him.

The instant he caught Naruto, Sasuke felt as though an eye had opened on Naraka's enormous body and cast him a cold glance.

That single glance chilled Sasuke to the bone. He felt as if it had seen through every secret he held—his hatred for Konoha, buried deep in his heart, and even the pain and turmoil his journey to this world had caused him.

It was a naked warning: stay out of this, or suffer the consequences.

Sasuke stood holding the unconscious Naruto, his body slightly stiff.

Sakura hurried over and anxiously began checking Naruto's injuries.

Sasuke gritted his teeth. He glanced at Uzuki Yugao, who was struggling in agony in midair, then sensed Naraka's bottomless, despair-inducing evil Chakra.

In the end, he pulled Sakura with him and silently carried Naruto to the edge of the battlefield.

At the center of the field, Naraka turned its attention back to Yugao. The tentacle reaching for the Rooster Talisman had already touched her pocket.

Just as the slick tentacle was about to slip inside, a resolute light blazed in Yugao's eyes, though the grip around her throat had nearly suffocated her!

The demon blade Oborozuki seemed to sense its wielder's final resolve. It hummed and trembled, its blade no longer stained a murky violet-black by demonic energy. Instead, it shone with a pure, silvery radiance, cool and sacred as moonlight!

"Konoha Style: Moon Flash!"

With great effort, she swung her blade. A silver sword beam, so concentrated it seemed solid, cut across the night sky!

The sword beam carried an aura that could purify all evil. It sliced clean through both the tentacle around her neck