Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki's body collapsed lifelessly before everyone's eyes. His chakra vanished completely, his eyelids falling shut as his life force dissipated into nothingness.
Far away—separated from the Shinobi World by an unimaginable distance—an enormous divine tree rose into the sky. On one of its branches hung an orb-like lantern.
In that instant, it shattered with a sharp crack.
The sound drew the attention of more than a dozen figures, all clad in white robes, possessing either Byakugan or Rinnegan.
"This is bad! Momoshiki's Soul Orb has shattered!"
"Oh no… Elder will be furious!"
Kinshiki Ōtsutsuki stared blankly at the fading remnants of Momoshiki's life. He had never imagined that everything would end in a flash—that Momoshiki would fall right before him.
He could already foresee his own fate the moment he returned to the main branch of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
Momoshiki's status was not low. Among the younger generation, he was considered outstanding.
Even Ōtsutsuki Isshiki couldn't compare in rank.
Both had demigod-level backers, but Momoshiki's lineage carried prestige.
Fear and rage twisted Kinshiki's expression as he launched a reckless attack toward Madara.
"Do you also wish to dance?"
Madara's voice carried faint amusement.
He condensed a surge of blood energy, deliberately sealing off his chakra so it couldn't be absorbed.
Rinnegan could absorb chakra—
but it could not absorb vital energy.
Kinshiki's strike collided with Madara's force and he was immediately blasted backward, tumbling through the air.
Seeing this scene, Ōtsutsuki Urashiki clicked his tongue in frustration.
"What a useless brute!"
He immediately activated Yomotsu Hirasaka, attempting to flee through the dimensional corridor.
But he wasn't granted the chance.
Senju Hashirama cut him off with overwhelming Wood Release, interrupting the technique mid-activation.
At the same time, Uchiha Shisui unleashed a terrifying sword strike—pure sword intent that seemed capable of piercing the heavens themselves. Space trembled subtly around the blade's path.
Might Guy followed with brutal simplicity, firing two compressed air cannons straight at Urashiki.
Facing attacks from all sides, Urashiki had no choice but to abort his escape.
"What… what kind of place is this?!"
Terror flooded Urashiki's face.
Not only was the man who killed Momoshiki present, but even the green-clad martial artist, the reckless swordsman, and the earnest-looking Hashirama—any one of them alone could give him trouble.
And there was also Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, the traitor in their eyes.
He suddenly felt that taking this mission was like walking into a trap.
This wasn't some insignificant world—it felt instead like the headquarters of an unknown powerhouse civilization.
So many elite shinobi existed here—strengths rivaling or surpassing the top forces of the Five Great Nations.
And he had no idea how strong Naruto was, since Naruto had not even moved.
"Leave the Rinnegan to Orochimaru for research."
Naruto's tone was casual, almost bored.
The strength of these Ōtsutsuki did not interest him—they were even weaker than Kaguya's current state.
How could such trivial opponents catch his attention?
His real targets were the demigod-level Ōtsutsuki.
Perhaps in the future, someone like Ōtsutsuki Bushiki, rumored to be able to battle Naruto for a time, or Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, who once dominated the Shinobi World—those would be worth looking at.
Orochimaru's heart skipped with joy the moment Naruto spoke.
Three pairs of Rinnegan.
Three.
He had never experienced such a "wealthy" harvest in his entire life.
Back then, he schemed endlessly just to obtain a single Sharingan from the Uchiha Clan.
Now Sharingan were so plentiful he didn't even bother collecting them—only Mangekyō barely piqued his interest.
"Hahaha… thank you, Naruto-kun! I will gladly accept this magnificent gift!"
Naruto looked at Orochimaru and laughed softly to himself.
Was he really this excited to work overtime?
Truly, Orochimaru-kun was the perfect workhorse.
Any new technological breakthrough he produced would eventually be used for the Uzumaki Empire, after all.
With coordinated effort, Kinshiki and Urashiki were subdued and forcibly deprived of their eyes.
Madara handled the process with practiced ease.
After all—he had long experience with eye-removal procedures.
The three pairs of Rinnegan were stored in specialized containers.
Then, without ceremony, the two Ōtsutsuki were executed by combined attacks—destroyed so utterly that not even a ripple of resistance remained.
As the battlefield fell quiet, Kaguya felt a strange mixture of relief and confusion.
Could it be…that the Ōtsutsuki she once feared were this fragile?
Feeling the shifting tides of the world, Kaguya allowed herself a faint smile.
Perhaps… Naruto truly could achieve something extraordinary.
Orochimaru, however, felt a pang of regret as he watched Kinshiki and Urashiki crumble into dust—such valuable research materials, gone.
But then he turned and saw Momoshiki's relatively intact corpse.
A feverish light ignited in his eyes.
Examining the charred crater in Momoshiki's chest, Orochimaru could only marvel at Sasuke's current strength.
He understood the regenerative abilities of Six Paths-level beings—normally, such injuries would heal in moments.
But under Sasuke's strike, Momoshiki's life force had been completely extinguished.
So this…this was the power of a demigod-level existence.
After reaching the Demigod Realm, the energy within one's body naturally underwent a qualitative transformation.
It developed faint divine properties—no longer merely chakra, but something closer to divine power.
This was the reason Sasuke had been able to kill Momoshiki so effortlessly.
If he wished, Sasuke could have reduced Momoshiki to dust.
But there was no need.
A complete Ōtsutsuki corpse was unimaginably valuable to the future development of the Shinobi World.
And the spoils of this battle were astonishing—before even counting the Ōtsutsuki Clan's treasures, their inherent biological value alone was overwhelming.
Momoshiki's Rinnegan.
Urashiki's hybrid lineage.
His father was an Ōtsutsuki possessing a Rinnegan, and his mother a powerful clanswoman with the latent ability to awaken the Tenseigan.
From that union was born Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, a unique and anomalous being.
His right eye was a Byakugan of exceptional purity.
His left eye could transform into a Six-Tomoe Rinnegan at will.
Though he had been defeated quickly here, that did not make him weak.
Even he could have fought evenly with the pre-battle Kaguya, who at that time had abysmal combat experience and could not use the full power of her Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan.
Orochimaru eagerly gathered Momoshiki's corpse, unable to hide the feverish excitement flickering in his eyes.
None of them had expected the situation to be resolved so easily.
After the aftermath was handled, Naruto convened the current top-level personnel and gave a full report.
Upon hearing the details, Tsunade exhaled in disbelief—both relieved and faintly overwhelmed.
"It's only been a little over a decade…" she murmured.
"Back then, even a single Kage appearing was enough to send the entire world into a panic."
Her appearance was unchanged from ten years ago, but the world around her had transformed beyond recognition.
Many present nodded in agreement.
In the past, the mere arrival of a Five Kage would immediately force every village into emergency response.
Unlike now.
Chakra refinement had been improved and iterated upon countless times.
Even spiritual cultivation, once the most difficult and obscure aspect of training, now had a complete, systematic method.
Back then, only a handful of major clans possessed meditation techniques, and even those were crude and incomplete. Most shinobi never had access to spiritual training at all.
But now—the Philosophical Visualization Method had emerged.
A proper cultivation technique capable of increasing a shinobi's upper limit of spiritual power.
The appearance of spiritual power disciplines had finally completed the Shinobi World's realm system.
Otherwise, it would be laughable for someone at a higher realm to be defeated by a basic Genjutsu simply due to poor spiritual foundations.
The old meditation techniques were primitive and insufficient.
Now, shinobi possessed a path that refined both chakra and spirit—elevating the entire world's strength to unprecedented heights.
(End of Chapter)
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