"Hurry, we need to move! There are still people buried beneath these buildings."
"The people over here are still breathing!"
"Get moving!"
Amid the piled-up wreckage and rubble, the surviving Konoha Ninja were all busy rescuing the wounded.
Even though everyone knew they would not be able to save many.
More people had already died in the terrifying ninjutsu earlier, but they kept trying. Every person they could save counted.
Everyone endured their pain and hatred, contributing whatever strength they could.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure appeared atop a building as though he had flickered into existence.
A long blade trailed behind him!
The hem of his clothing snapped in the wind!
His handsome face brimmed with murderous intent, and his star-bright eyes flickered without the slightest trace of emotion.
His faintly rising yet forcibly restrained aura stirred the dust, an invisible pressure trembling through the air!
"Who is it?"
"Lord Naraku?!"
"Lord Naraku is back in the village!"
"It's Lord Naraku!"
"Lord Naraku, avenge us!"
The Konoha Ninja, who had been watching the newcomer warily, lit up with joy when they recognized him, but soon began shouting in grief.
Holding his sword in his right hand, Naraku glanced back and nodded slightly.
Boom!
Space trembled continuously. The building beneath Naraku's feet abruptly collapsed, and amid howling winds, he was already charging toward the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!
Vast clouds of dust rose, blocking everyone's view.
Ring!
A soft note rang out!
A pitch-black Crescent-Shaped Blade Light slashed out instantly, swelling in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to grow as large as a mountain, sweeping toward the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path with boundless momentum.
Clang!
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path was itself the God Tree, and its skin resembled