In the revitalized Shinobi World, beneath the Hokage Rock of Konoha, a vast plaza is filled with an increasing number of resurrected figures. The crowd discusses amongst themselves, their faces a mixture of relief at surviving a catastrophe, bewilderment at the current situation, and awe of Tsubasa's Saint abilities.
"They actually... came back to life..."
"Is this the power of Saint? To reverse life and death, to reshape the world..."
"I feel... my body seems lighter than before, and my senses of Spiritual Qi are clearer."
"Then it's best to fight... we'll finish this in the end..."
Mentioning the final battle lowered everyone's spirits, and a brief silence fell over the square. The image of burning everything to perish with the enemy remained etched in their hearts.
Shikamaru Nara (who had also been resurrected) rubbed his temples and said with a wry smile, "Although I hate to admit it, we lost that battle utterly. The difference in strength was too great. In the face of absolute power, any scheme is futile."
"However," Sasuke Uchiha interjected, a new insight flashing in his Rinnegan, "In that state, I also touched upon a higher level of power mystery. It seems... to have transcended the realm of Golden Core Immortal Venerable."
"I felt it too," Tsunade. "It's as if we've touched the edge of some kind of... law."
Everyone echoed their agreement. In the final moment, they forcibly elevated themselves at the cost of their lives and souls, and indeed, they briefly felt the power of a " Immortal King " or even a higher level. Although the price was heavy, the insights they gained were vaguely preserved upon their resurrection. This would undoubtedly be a valuable asset for their Mirai cultivation.
"We need time to process these insights," Jiraiya said, unusually serious. "This newly formed Shinobi World seems to have a higher energy level than before, making it very suitable for cultivation."
While everyone was discussing their training experiences and planning for the Mirai, Tsubasa stood alone atop the Hokage Rock, looking down at the bustling, revitalized Shinobi World below, his brows slightly furrowed.
Everyone was resurrected, whether he knew them or not, as long as he could sense the causal connection between them, he reshaped them with his Saint Power and brought them back.
Only... one is missing.
The figure of his beloved eldest daughter, the one who always gently called him "Father," yet ultimately sacrificed herself to try and secure a chance for their survival— Tian Yu.
He tried countless times to trace that faint connection, but all his attempts ultimately led to the same result— the Tian Yu had not been completely annihilated like the others. In her final moments, she seemed to have undergone some strange transformation; her life essence and a portion of her consciousness condensed into a special green crystal.
The crystal was taken away by Ōtsutsuki Sōichi as a "good item".
They brought back... the Ōtsutsuki's home planet!
Tsubasa's gaze pierced through the endless starry sky and reached the depths of the universe.
" Tian Yu..." Tsubasa murmured to himself, his fists clenching unconsciously. The joy of resurrecting all living beings was somewhat overshadowed by this sense of loss.
Tsubasa slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the familiar yet expectant faces below. He took a deep breath, his voice calm yet clear, echoing throughout the entire square:
"Everyone's back, and the Shinobi World has been reborn. That's good."
"But," he changed the subject, his tone becoming heavy, "My eldest daughter, Tian Yu, we couldn't save her."
One sentence sank everyone's hearts. Everyone remembered everything that Lady Tian Yu had done for the Shinobi World.
"Her life essence transformed into a crystal, which was taken to the Ōtsutsuki's home planet by Ōtsutsuki Sōichi."
An uproar erupted in the square.
"What?!"
"They were taken away?"
"Then let's charge in! Rescue Lady Tian Yu!" shouted an impulsive young ninja.
"Charge them?" Tsubasa looked at him, a hint of authority in his eyes. "With what? With our newly resurrected, not yet fully recovered power? Or with your vague understanding of a higher level of power from that battle?"
The young ninja was speechless.
" The Ōtsutsuki Clan possesses more than one Saint Level powerhouse." Tsubasa's voice struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. " Ōtsutsuki Sōichi is merely one of them. Our current strength is still as fragile as an ant before them."
A deathly silence fell over the square. The joy of their recent resurgence and their hopes for the Mirai were shattered once again by cruel reality.
"But!" Tsubasa's voice rang out again, with an undeniable firmness, "This does not mean giving up!"
His gaze sharpened. " Tian Yu must be saved! The hatred and threat posed by the Ōtsutsuki Clan must also be completely eliminated! Otherwise, the tragedy of the Shinobi World may repeat itself!"
"What we need now is time!" Shikamaru Nara calmly analyzed. " Saint Tsubasa, you also need time to solidify your Saint realm and familiarize yourself with Saint Level power. As for us..." He looked at the people around him, "We need time to transform the insights gained in the final battle into true strength! This newly reborn Shinobi World is full of opportunities; we have the chance to become stronger than before!"
" Shikamaru is right," Mito Uzumaki stepped forward, her voice gentle. "We cannot rashly throw our lives away! Conserving our strength is the right path!"
Madara Uchiha coldly, "I need time to digest the insights from that battle. The Ōtsutsuki... this opponent is worth looking forward to."
Everyone nodded, their fighting spirit rekindled in their eyes. With a clear goal, someone to avenge and save, and a Saint as their leader, they were no longer lost resurrected souls.
Tsubasa felt a slight sense of relief as he looked at the rekindled fighting spirit of his comrades. He said in a deep voice, "I will set up Saint Level barrier in the Shinobi World to conceal our presence and buy ourselves more time to develop. At the same time, I will continue my training, searching for the location of the Ōtsutsuki Homeworld, and... a way to completely eliminate them."
He paused, then continued, "Everyone, the Mirai of the Shinobi World no longer rests solely on my shoulders. Mirai battles require your collective strength. I hope you can seize this opportunity for rebirth and surpass yourselves!"
"Yes! Lord Tsubasa ( Hokage / Saint )!" the crowd responded in unison, their voices resounding and filled with determination.
The resurrected people began to disperse in an orderly manner, each seeking a place to seclude themselves, digest their insights, and improve their strength. The entire Shinobi World entered an unprecedented period of recuperation and rapid development, full of hope yet fraught with undercurrents.
Tsubasa, alone, once again arrived at the summit of Hokage Rock. He gazed at the starry sky, his Saint Power surging slightly in his hands as he sensed the two powerful Saint abilities.
The Golden Lotus Holy Light represent life, hope, and the Mirai.
The Will of Fire Formation is for battle, for protection, and for resolute action.
" Tian Yu, wait for me," he said softly, his gaze unwavering. " Ōtsutsuki... our score has only just begun to be settled."
The journey of the Saint has begun. The flame of the Shinobi World will burn even brighter on the ruins, until it spreads like wildfire.