The ominous orange-red "fire clouds" covered the eastern night sky, and a feeling that "something big was coming" made all the ninja in the area restless and agitated.
Amidst the collective "dumbfounded staring," gradually, the Nine-Tails' form finally appeared.
Soon they discovered a ninja darting and leaping around the Nine-Tails, nimbly dodging its tail swipes, claw strikes, charges, and even moves like a mad dog pouncing on filth.
But this completely passive response method would inevitably have gaps in defense. The darting and leaping ninja was eventually swatted away by a claw, and with a thunderous crash, he was sent flying to an extremely distant location.
What a coincidence—that was exactly where the Hagoromo Clan's village was located.
Yūshin crashed straight into the enemy's nest like a "great meteor falling from the wilderness."
Honestly, controlling the Nine-Tails still required the Uchiha—that method of genjutsu control plus summoning was the proper way to use the Nine-Tails. Yūshin's method of forcibly pulling aggro was simply inhuman.
The Nine-Tails was just too dangerous—anyone who got grazed or touched would either die or be crippled.
Some people could handle the Nine-Tails like squeezing a chick, while others got chased around by the Nine-Tails without being able to fight back—this was the difference between ninja.
It was just that Amaterasu's taunting effect was too good. The Nine-Tails probably rarely suffered such humiliation, and in its rage, it lost its mind, so Yūshin's "aggro" was very stable.
The good news was that he pulled aggro stably; the bad news was that it was too damn stable.
Yūshin was violently swatted away by a claw. Normally, he should have been smashed into meat paste, but during his long entanglement with the Nine-Tails, he hadn't gained nothing... he had fleeced some wool from the Nine-Tails.
More precisely, he had fleeced a massive amount of wool.
Normally, ordinary ninja couldn't withstand Nine-Tails chakra at all, because this stuff had extremely strong corrosive properties—even taking a big gulp would be fatal. But Yūshin was different.
The God Tree was the shell of Tailed Beasts, Tailed Beasts were the manifestation of the God Tree's spirit and energy, and White Zetsu were the "pods" that grew on the God Tree.
Exaggerating a bit, the relationship between Tailed Beasts and White Zetsu was like that between spirit and flesh.
An ordinary White Zetsu might not be able to withstand the toxic and harmful chakra of the Nine-Tails, but Yūshin constantly fleeced experience from White Zetsu, meaning his body had layer upon layer of White Zetsu stacked on it. His "White Zetsu concentration" far exceeded ordinary White Zetsu, equivalent to being a God Tree "superfan."
So when he tried to make contact with Nine-Tails chakra, he found he had no major problems. As long as he overcame the psychological barrier, his body could handle it.
What? Why was there a psychological barrier?
Because Nine-Tails chakra felt to ordinary ninja like walking into a public latrine that hadn't been cleaned for five years—it wasn't about how strong the smell was, it was eye-watering.
Touching a little bit—no problem; secretly absorbing a little bit—no problem; fleecing wool with all his might—still no problem.
So Yūshin had gorged himself all the way, gorged until he was about to overflow.
Well, actually he had already overflowed. In fact, at this moment he was wrapped in a thick Nine-Tails chakra cloak, so concentrated it was not only observable but even had a jelly-like semi-solid texture.
The chakra cloak not only had extremely strong defensive power but also excellent cushioning effects, so after Yūshin was viciously slammed to the ground, he suffered no substantial damage at all.
Actually, losing this bit of chakra meant nothing to the Nine-Tails, but it put Yūshin in the strongest comprehensive combat state of his life. Could this... could this count as a Hashirama Senju experience card?
Well, not even close to qualifying.
Yūshin leaped up from the crater he had created, quickly climbing to the top of the nearby tallest building. He stood on one foot on the upturned golden chiwen at one end of the roof ridge, looking up toward the Nine-Tails' direction.
The chakra the Nine-Tails had lost really meant nothing to it, but for a thief to swagger around in front of the victim—wasn't that a bit too arrogant?
Facing such provocation, the Nine-Tails naturally couldn't accept it.
Finally, it finally charged toward the Hagoromo Clan's village... more precisely, it didn't see the Hagoromo Clan's village at all—it was just charging toward Yūshin.
Yūshin shook his head slightly in disappointment. Honestly, at this moment he actually hoped the Nine-Tails would release a Tailed Beast Bomb at him. After all his darting and leaping for so long, wasn't he worth another Tailed Beast Bomb?
One energy cannon destroying a village, ninja dying like ants—wouldn't that make the Nine-Tails seem like a god? Foxes were just foxes; they didn't understand the pleasure of overlooking all living beings and manipulating life and death.
However, the Nine-Tails wasn't brain-dead either. It knew Yūshin could fly and was very agile, feeling that a Tailed Beast Bomb wouldn't hit easily, so it simply didn't use such techniques.
Swatting this annoying fly to death with one palm was undoubtedly the best way to solve the problem.
The Nine-Tails would inevitably enter the Hagoromo Clan's village.
Earlier, Yūshin had invaded the Hagoromo village in an extremely "unique" manner. Logically, the Hagoromo Clan's ninja should have noticed him, yet so far Yūshin hadn't been targeted.
Because compared to him, the Nine-Tails was just too conspicuous.
Many ninja only glanced at him once, then turned back to continue staring blankly at the Nine-Tails—its mountain-like body, its unstoppable chakra.
Even historically significant major ninja clans with Six Paths Sage blood flowing in their veins still lacked experience dealing with Tailed Beasts.
This wasn't a Tailed Beast attack—calling it an apostle attack wouldn't be excessive.
After the Nine-Tails charged into the village, Yūshin immediately hit it in the face with a Fire Release, then began running in circles around the village... as if afraid the Nine-Tails wouldn't destroy the village evenly enough.
The Nine-Tails was like a giant millstone, grinding back and forth through this building complex that seemed overly delicate to it.
The Senju ninja watching all this from afar didn't know what expressions to make.
Even the "resourceful" Tobirama Senju had never imagined Yūshin would lure the Nine-Tails here. This was too audacious—with Yūshin's strength, daring to mess with the Nine-Tails? Wasn't this being tired of living?
Yet Yūshin had indeed accomplished this incredible feat—not only not dying, but even truly achieving his goal.
Recalling Yūshin's confident appearance when he volunteered to serve as vanguard and undertake the task of breaking through the Hagoromo Clan's defenses—what was that about "the Fireflies organization can definitely accomplish such things"? This was clearly the Nine-Tails being able to accomplish such things.
"Father, our timing for attacking the Hagoromo Clan needs to be delayed, but this is a good thing. When the Hagoromo Clan drives away the Nine-Tails, they'll definitely be exhausted. Then we can act and ensure the Hagoromo Clan becomes history with one decisive blow."
Tobirama Senju quickly analyzed the situation, knowing that their specific entry time was now hard to determine, but the timing for entry had become incomparably clear... just wait patiently. After all, the Nine-Tails threatened the Hagoromo Clan, not the Senju Clan.
The enemy was suffering Nine-Tails slaughter, but Senju Butsuma felt no satisfaction. At this moment, he frowned instead, foreseeing certain bad outcomes.
"Turning heaven and earth upside down... acting recklessly... lawless..."
Yūshin's complete disregard, willing to lure a Tailed Beast into the enemy village to destroy them—this was indeed reckless behavior that broke through bottom lines. The Nine-Tails' destructive effect was naturally obvious, but the problem was this would set a bad precedent for other ninja with extreme thoughts.
Those who first create such precedents—will they have no successors?
Someone had already set the example—wouldn't others learn?
Senju Butsuma seemed to see countless deranged ninja leading Tailed Beasts to attack one major ninja clan after another. Would major ninja clans like theirs ever have peace again?
Coincidentally, this era's Shinobi World never lacked deranged ninja—or rather, ninja of this era were either already deranged or walking the path toward "derangement."
"Father!"
Tobirama Senju knew what Senju Butsuma was worried about, so he immediately reminded him:
"With my big brother around, our Senju Clan doesn't fear Tailed Beasts."
Right, Senju Butsuma's doubts instantly vanished.
"From today on, Hashirama is also my big brother..."
He muttered quietly in his throat. Fortunately, others didn't hear his mumbled words clearly, or an ethics joke would have been born.
A nearby white-bearded old ninja who was silently observing the Hagoromo Clan's village and assessing the Nine-Tails' destructive power said without turning his head:
"Our Uzumaki Clan also doesn't fear Tailed Beasts."
Right, they didn't fear them either. Though they lacked Hashirama Senju's Wood Release and combat power, Uzumaki ninja could control Tailed Beasts just by casually using a couple of Adamantine Sealing Chains.
The remaining Hyūga, Sarutobi, and others looked at each other—not good, were these old guys forcing them to align with the Senju?
Even just to prevent Tailed Beasts from stepping into their villages, they'd have to unite with the Senju Clan?
You should know that every major ninja clan in this era had wiped out batches of small and medium ninja clans—each had heaps of enemies. Who could guarantee these enemies wouldn't become copycat criminals following Yūshin's example?
Completely eliminating enemies was almost impossible. Even the weakest ninja clans could have a few fish slip through the net when facing extermination. Even if there were traitors within the ninja clan personally destroying their own clan, the traitors would still spare their own brothers, right?
For a moment, everyone felt that the ninja who first utilized the Nine-Tails was brain-damaged—didn't you worry about suffering Tailed Beast attacks yourself?
Yūshin never expected that his small action would accidentally promote the Shinobi World's multi-ninja clan alliance process.
He would definitely feel this was "unintentionally planting willows that grew into shade" or "peach and plum trees speak for themselves"—contributing to seeking peace and development for the entire world.
Regardless of what thoughts the spectators had at this moment, the Hagoromo Clan was now completely in the red. But what could they do at this time? Besides persisting in holding their position, there was no other option—this was their ancestral home after all.
An ancestral home they absolutely couldn't abandon.
After the chaos continued for over ten minutes, counterattacks finally began.
Various ninjutsu targeted the Nine-Tails. Tailed Beasts were too large—their defense couldn't cover every angle... at least the Nine-Tails couldn't do such things. So despite its ability to rampage, there were pros and cons—facing agile ninja, it inevitably became a living target.
The Nine-Tails didn't know ninjutsu, meaning it had chakra but lacked utilization efficiency. The saying that Tailed Beasts' comprehensive strength was inferior to jinchūriki wasn't empty talk.
It could indeed cause extreme destruction, but saying it could wipe out ninja clans like the Hagoromo was somewhat unrealistic. Once Hagoromo ninja gradually regained organization and deployed coordination and joint combat, they weren't so pathetic anymore.
Of course, saying they could stabilize their position was overestimating them.
Suddenly, several Storm Release ninja stood side by side. They combined their techniques, standing beneath the Nine-Tails' neck and instantly slashing upward with a brilliant, waterfall-wide giant light sword.
This thing hit the Nine-Tails' neck, immediately causing lightning to burst forth. The intense paralysis made the Nine-Tails' limbs go limp as it crashed to the ground.
Ninjutsu attacks weren't ineffective, but this completely enraged the Nine-Tails. Now it no longer cared where Yūshin was—its target changed from one fly to a swarm of flies.
The Nine-Tails struggled several times, working hard to shake off the paralysis, then rolled to one side, crushing a large area of buildings while standing up again.
The earlier light sword was very effective, but these ninja obviously couldn't frequently use techniques of this scale.
The Nine-Tails lowered its head, beginning to accumulate chakra at its mouth.
"Not good, it's a Tailed Beast Bomb!"
"Stop it, we must stop it!"
Boom!
An earthen mountain rose from beneath the Nine-Tails' mouth, directly pushing its head upward. But the Nine-Tails was also secretly determined—even in this situation, it didn't disperse the chakra at its mouth.
Just then, five or six Hagoromo ninja actually ran up the earthen mountain, their bodies emitting brilliant light before diving straight into the Nine-Tails' mouth.
Then...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Continuous explosion sounds came from inside the Nine-Tails' mouth. The impact from several ninja's zero-distance collective self-destruction finally interrupted the Nine-Tails' chakra accumulation.
Such brutal behavior, such explosive personalities, such a pitiful Nine-Tails... any animal rights activist would shed tears watching this.
At this point, the Hagoromo Clan's ninja finally reacted. Some of them attracted aggro from the front while others consciously provided support from behind, gradually guiding the Nine-Tails to move outside the village.
Yūshin didn't prevent their actions, because the Nine-Tails had already completed its mission.
The Hagoromo ninja guiding the Nine-Tails away couldn't return for quite some time, because if they led the Nine-Tails away from the village and immediately returned, then without question, the Nine-Tails would definitely fire a Tailed Beast Bomb at this village.
That wouldn't be leading the Nine-Tails away—it would be helping the Nine-Tails find a suitable firing position.
Yūshin was still hiding in the chaotic village.
The Senju Clan, seeing the timing was about to ripen, no longer cared about the Fireflies organization's vanguard actions and prepared to attack the village... wasn't the Nine-Tails enough? Did they really need those few Fireflies ninja here?
Other ninja clans originally watching the excitement from the surroundings now changed their roles to prepare for opportunistic looting, tying red scarves around their left arms.
However...
Did anyone notice someone was missing here?
Where was Sasuke Uchiha?
Sasuke was on his way to the Uchiha Clan.
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