Naruto had been enjoying himself, but the sudden appearance of those two had thoroughly spoiled his mood.
With no one to help, and Naruto launching a surprise attack, even Hashirama would have gone down.
Let alone Obito and Nagato.
Once everything was settled, Naruto sent four clones to escort back the ninja maintaining the Heaven-Sealing Earth-Cutting Place in the four cardinal directions. Only then did he return to where he had been and take his time looking for Ino and the others.
The Uchiha residence.
Sasuke sat on the sofa, his face ashen. His mother had told him that his father had fallen into an endless sleep.
Apparently, his soul had returned to the Pure Land.
Mikoto watched her son anxiously.
"Sasuke, it's all right. Mom is still here."
"I'm fine, Mom."
Sasuke clenched his fists.
All the resurrected people in the village had suddenly collapsed.
The only ones left were Teacher Guy's father, the First Hokage's grandson, and his own mother.
The others had mostly possessed the strength of an elite jonin even in their normal state. Had his mother's soul been spared because she wasn't strong enough?
The tangle of thoughts and the weight of his emotions left Sasuke feeling suffocated.
Instinctively, he called out inwardly to the ancient being dwelling deep within his soul, who occasionally offered him guidance:
"Indra, what is going on? You know something, don't you?"
After a brief silence, an arrogant voice rang out in the depths of Sasuke's consciousness.
"Hmph."
Indra seemed rather contemptuous of Sasuke's distraught state. He snorted coldly.
"As the old man put it, life and death are ordained by heaven. The seven calamities and eight sufferings are unavoidable.
You should count yourself fortunate that your mother was allowed to remain."
"The seven calamities and eight sufferings?"
Sasuke's brows