The outskirts of Konoha.
Two chakra giants, each three thousand meters tall, stood on the battlefield, locked in the most intense and grand battle ever seen in the shinobi world.
This clash would reshape the history of the shinobi world and alter the fate of billions.
"Hurry, switch to wide-angle! Capture every angle of this fight!"
On a hill ten kilometers from the battlefield, the editor-in-chief of the Konoha Newspaper shouted frantically at the photographer.
Because the two titans were too massive to fit in frame, reporters quickly swapped their telephoto lenses for wide-angle ones, hoping to record the most complete images possible.
Through the lens—
To the left stood Xingtian—the headless War God—its massive form firing thousands of red chakra chains from its back. Like countless colossal dragons, they roared forward with explosive force.
To the right loomed the immovable Wood Release Daibutsu. Thousands of arms burst from its back, lashing forward like storms, clashing midair with the oncoming chains.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Countless chains and wooden limbs exploded on impact, vanishing like fleeting fireworks.
Then came a series of deafening explosions ripping through the sky. Shockwaves rippled outward in wide circles, reaching miles away.
On a distant hillside, a violent gust carried a wave of chakra toward the unprepared crowd like a beast devouring everything in sight.
Thankfully, Hiruzen and others managed to conjure up a barrier just in time, barely blocking the devastating surge.
Yet under the brutal assault of the wind, reporters and spectators alike were thrown off balance, scrambling to retreat with their gear, taking cover behind trees and rocks.
Many fell or got hit by debris, sustaining injuries.
If even the edge of the battlefield was this overwhelming, what must the center be like?
The answer: the end of the world.
With each collision between Xingtian and the Daibutsu, waves of chakra radiated outward in all directions.
Under their feet, mountains and rivers crumbled, boulders rolling down slopes with thunderous roars; forests were wiped out, trees uprooted and scattered chaotically across the ground; water surged high into the air, breaking riverbanks as floods swept over the plains.
Heaven and earth collapsed, sun and moon lost their light.
In this apocalyptic scene, all living beings became mere ants, mere specks of dust.
But at the heart of it all stood two figures, each atop their respective titan, separated by a kilometer, gazing at each other across the distance.
Tsunade clapped her hands together, releasing an immense surge of chakra. Her forehead band had long since snapped, and her golden hair whipped wildly in the fierce wind, like a Valkyrie descending from the heavens.
Heiyan held one hand upright before his chest, fingers straight and sharp as a blade raised defiantly toward the sky. His aura of invincibility seemed capable of severing everything.
Time itself seemed to freeze.
Their gazes met above, filled with emotions too complex to be spoken aloud.
It felt both like an instant—and yet like ten thousand years had passed.
BOOM!
In the final moments of the battle, Xingtian and Daibutsu crashed into each other with a thunderous impact. Heiyan's chakra intertwined with Tsunade's, unleashing a blinding burst of radiant light that overwhelmed everything in heaven and earth...
On television screens everywhere, the image suddenly turned pure white—so intense that countless viewers immediately shut their eyes or risked being blinded.
The very next second, the signal cut out. Screens filled with static snow and piercing buzzing sounds.
Who won?
At this moment, across every corner of the shinobi world, people anxiously waited for the broadcast to resume while passionately debating the outcome of the battle.
"Believe in Tsunade-sama! There's no way she's lost!"
"If Goddess Tsunade has fallen, no one can stop Heiyan—the Demon. From then on, the shinobi world will fall into endless darkness and we'll all be under his rule. That outcome would be horrifying."
"Please protect Tsunade-sama and watch over everyone in the world."
People worried. They cried. They despaired. And they prayed.
In Konoha's distant outskirts, the battlefield—
A long silence passed.
The brilliant radiance that had filled the heavens and earth gradually faded away, restoring clarity to the world.
On the hillside, crowds hiding behind various shelters slowly emerged, cautiously stepping out before instinctively looking toward the distant battleground.
The moment they saw what had happened there, shock froze them in place as wide-eyed disbelief took hold.
On the battlefield surface, War God Xingtian and the Wood Release Daibutsu had vanished without a trace, leaving behind only massive clouds of chakra floating between sky and earth like swirling galaxies—an ethereal, dreamlike vision.
Mountain peaks collapsed. Earthquakes erupted. Groundwater surged up like oceans, creating a vast lake formed from the ruins of fallen mountains.
Well, this is a rebirth of heaven and earth.
"Look quickly—it's Tsunade-sama!"
Suddenly, a cameraman shouted, pointing upward at the hundred-meter-high sky.
Instantly, all eyes and camera lenses locked onto that spot.
Tsunade floated mid-air, unconscious body suspended horizontally like drifting flotsam on the wind, gently drifting downward toward the ground.
This scene left everyone present chilled to the bone, shivering with despair.
Goddess Tsunade had lost.
Television viewers who'd been waiting impatiently at home now witnessed exactly this same moment when the signal finally returned.
Tsunade—the invincible goddess destined to unify the shinobi world... Had actually... suffered defeat?
Countless hearts shattered. Faith crumbled.
Tsunade was about to hit the water. A vortex began forming on the lake's surface. The situation was dire.
Just then, Heiyan drifted into view, appearing center-frame before the watching world.
Then, with tens of billions of eyes across the entire shinobi world fixed upon him, he reached out both arms and caught Tsunade gently around her waist, pulling her close against his chest.
He looked down at her peaceful face—eyes shut, breathing steady, calm and beautiful, like she was just dreaming.
He withdrew one hand and slowly placed it over her chest, channeling a warm current of chakra through his palm into Tsunade's body.
"Hmm..."
She moaned softly, frowning in her unconscious state. But soon, after adapting and absorbing Heiyan's chakra, her expression eased, her face regained a rosy glow, and she seemed rejuvenated.
The audience watching on their televisions nearly lost it.
"That fool Uzumaki Heiyan! What's he doing?"
"How could he commit such an act of desecration against Tsunade-sama in front of the entire shinobi world? Unforgivable!"
Countless people cursed furiously, filled with rage toward Heiyan, their hatred intensifying by the second.
Although some realized that Heiyan appeared to be healing Tsunade, such details no longer mattered. Regardless of what Heiyan had done, he was now the enemy of all shinobi.
The kind who would be remembered for their infamy through countless generations.
However.
Though everyone vented their fury, not a single person across the entire shinobi world dared rush forward to rescue their goddess from Heiyan's grasp.
They all knew such an action would amount to suicide.
Moreover, many were worried about what Heiyan would do next.
After defeating Tsunade, there was no one left capable of opposing him. The wicked Uzumaki Heiyan would surely seize this opportunity to subjugate the Five Great Ninja Villages by force, ruling the entire world beneath his heel, wouldn't he?
To everyone's surprise.
After healing Tsunade's wounds, Heiyan raised his head and cast a glance at the Konoha ninjas standing atop a distant hill.
In the close-up shown on screen, His gaze carried mockery and contempt, as if ridiculing these so-called elite figures of the shinobi world for overestimating themselves.
Do you actually think you're worthy of me?
Heiyan had no intention of cleaning up the wreckage left behind by the shinobi world.
He gazed one last time at the Tsunade in his arms, then turned and walked away, holding her tightly.
Suddenly, thick mist rolled in from the water, engulfing their figures. When the fog cleared, Heiyan and Tsunade had completely vanished.
Gone without a trace.
Back on the hilltop, the Konoha ninjas could only watch helplessly, powerless to intervene.
A long silence followed.
"Get this published—Hokage-sama has...been abducted." The editor-in-chief of Konoha's newspaper ordered his subordinate reporter.
Just then.
"Unbelievable—this is all just one big joke."
Third Tsuchikage Onoki shook his head as he loudly declared, "This so-called inauguration ceremony as the new Hokage has been nothing but farce from start to finish—a complete waste of our time."
"If Konoha can't even control its own rogue ninja and makes such a public spectacle worldwide, it should stop dreaming about unifying the shinobi world ever again."
Rasa also chimed in with biting sarcasm, his words cruel and unrelenting.
"We're leaving!"
Fourth Raikage was even more direct—he immediately turned on his heels, sleeve flaring as he strode off accompanied by his Cloud ninja.
"You..."
Faced suddenly with Onoki and others' hostility, Hiruzen Sarutobi, the former Hokage, found himself momentarily speechless, overwhelmed by exhaustion.
Fugaku and Hiashi could no longer bear to watch—they stepped forward side by side, ready for battle.
Though they'd just fought fiercely against Heiyan, they still had enough chakra left for one final confrontation—and were confident they could take down several great ninja villages if necessary.
To everyone's surprise, Onoki detected Fugaku's and Hiashi's intent to act and spoke first.
"Listen! Only when Konoha retrieves Tsunade and brings back Uzumaki Heiyan's corpse for public display will we great ninja villages naturally continue honoring our promises and supporting unification. But if you plan to break the signed contract here and attack the high-ranking elders of each village, we will fight to the death—we will never surrender!"
This declaration was filled with righteousness, placing him firmly on the moral high ground.
Among Iwagakure's delegation were also TV reporters and photographers. They knelt on the ground with their cameras, making Onoki—who stood at just 1.39 meters tall—look as grand and imposing as a mountain.
Through live broadcast, Onoki's declaration instantly spread across the entire ninja world.
"That's right," Rasa added. "If Konoha wants to reignite the war and provoke conflicts with other major countries, we will definitely stand our ground."
Damn it.
Upon hearing this, Fugaku and Hiashi couldn't help but clench their fists in frustration, wanting to retaliate but unable to move—they could only glare furiously at Onoki and the others.
The moment they acted, it would ignite a new Great Ninja War, and Konoha would be seen as the aggressor.
"Oh, by the way," Onoki continued, seizing the advantage without letting up, directly addressing Hiruzen Sarutobi. "Our villages—Iwagakure and Sunagakure—each have tens of thousands of soldiers unjustly imprisoned in the Land of Rain's prisoner camp, suffering degrading treatment. Konoha must release these soldiers immediately, allowing them to return home and reunite with their families!"
"I can help with that."
Right after Onoki finished speaking, Hanzo's voice rang out from the side.
Under the astonished and confused gazes of Sarutobi and others, the former leader of Amegakure stepped forward from the crowd and aligned himself with Onoki's group.
Looking at the Konoha ninjas in disappointment, Hanzo coldly continued:
"I joined Konoha to follow Tsunade and assist her in achieving the great ideal of uniting the shinobi world, thereby bringing true peace to this world. A Konoha without Tsunade holds no meaning for me, nor any reason for me to stay. Therefore, I hereby announce my resignation."
Having spoken those words, Hanzo immediately left the place with several elite Amegakure ninja.
"Wait for us!"
Onoki and Rasa rejoiced greatly and quickly followed behind Hanzo.
Now, the only people remaining at the scene were the Konoha ninja and the Immortal Sage's group from Kirigakure.
The Immortal Sage sat relaxed atop a large boulder, stroking his beard while nodding repeatedly with closed eyes, as if savoring something pleasant.
Master Heiyan, so incredibly amazing!
Mei Terumi, hiding inside the Immortal Sage's armor, kept replaying in her mind scenes of Heiyan battling Tsunade—especially the final image of Heiyan carrying Tsunade away into the distance, so beautiful and romantic.
Though still just a girl, Mei understood—this was love.
Love is the most beautiful thing in the entire world.
"Immortal Master Turtle, Immortal Master Turtle..."
As Mei Terumi drifted into thought, a voice called her back to reality.
"What's going on?" she turned to Ao and asked, puzzled.
"Cough cough."
Ao cleared his throat with a couple of coughs, moved closer, and explained what had just happened. He also asked Mei whether the Mist delegation should follow the lead of the other ninja villages and leave Konoha as soon as possible to avoid any potential dangers of staying too long in this trouble-prone place.
"What's the rush?" Mei mimicked the Immortal Master Turtle's speaking style and drawled slowly. She even tapped Ao lightly on the head with her finger as she automatically began scolding him:
"They've been so kind to host us here in Konoha, providing a hotel stay for two weeks. We can leave when it's over."
At these words, everyone reacted differently.
On the Konoha side, Hiruzen Sarutobi and others revealed looks of gratitude. This statement not only helped preserve Konoha's dignity but also sent a clear message to the other ninja villages—that the Mist stood firmly alongside Konoha.
In that case, after today's events, Konoha wouldn't be left completely alone in the world of shinobi.
Thinking about this, Hiruzen quickly bowed to the Immortal Master Turtle and promised that the Mist delegation could stay in Konoha for however long they wished.
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