Uzumaki Mito looked at the golden chakra cloaking her body, shock written all over her face.
Just moments ago, with no other options left, she had tried to borrow more power from the Nine-Tails. When it refused, she forcibly seized its chakra instead. She hadn't expected that taking so much of it would grant her such overwhelming strength.
This is perfect…
With this power, she could finally protect her great-grandson.
Looking down at the child in her arms, his breathing growing faster and more unstable, Mito immediately acted. Using the power of her Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, she carefully extracted the excess Wood Release life energy from his body.
Gradually, the child calmed.
His breathing steadied… and soon, he drifted into sleep.
A satisfied smile appeared on Mito's face.
She handed the baby to the nearby female jonin.
"Protect him well. I'll deal with these pests."
"Yes, my lady!"
As Mito turned and walked toward him, Isamu frowned.
I really pushed things too far this time…
If he didn't handle this carefully, he was finished.
After a brief pause, he made a decision.
Seeing Mito raise her hand to attack, Isamu quickly shouted:
"Wait! I have something important to say!"
"If you have last words, say them quickly," Mito replied coldly. "So I can send you on your way."
"Heh… Grandma Mito, it's me. Don't you recognize me?"
With a soft chuckle, Isamu reverted to his original appearance—his voice returning to normal.
Mito's eyes widened.
That face… that voice…
To be certain, she sensed his chakra—
It matched perfectly.
"Tian Qi…? Is it really you?" she asked in disbelief. "Weren't you in a coma? How are you here?"
"Well… it's complicated. Actually, I didn't—"
"Lady Mito, don't be deceived!"
A female jonin suddenly interrupted.
"Tian Qi-sama was gravely injured. There's no way he could recover so quickly. This must be a fake!"
Mito froze.
Then her expression darkened.
That's right…
Those injuries would take decades to heal—if ever.
How could he possibly appear now?
Her gaze turned cold.
"You dare use such a high-level Transformation Jutsu to deceive me?" she said sharply. "Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"
"Your appearance and chakra may match—but the malice inside you cannot be hidden. I can feel it clearly!"
Isamu cursed inwardly.
Damn it…
He had been so close—and that one interruption ruined everything.
Still, he wasn't ready to give up.
"Grandma Mito, you have to believe me—I really am Isamu!" he insisted. "This body isn't mine, but my consciousness is! Ask me anything only we would know—I can answer all of it!"
"Hmph. Enough," Mito said coldly. "From now on, I won't believe a single word you say. Surrender!"
Her chakra surged violently.
A powerful gust swept through the entire room.
The jonin watching from the side were stunned.
"Incredible… Lady Mito truly lives up to being the wife of the First Hokage…"
"She's unbelievably strong…"
A White Zetsu stepped beside Isamu.
"She's way stronger now. What's the plan?"
"What plan?" Isamu shot back. "Can't you see? We're not beating her like this."
He paused—then smirked slightly.
"But… we can get out alive."
White Zetsu tilted its head.
"How?"
Isamu leaned in and quickly whispered his plan.
After hearing it, the Zetsu still looked confused.
"…Will that even work?"
"If it doesn't, then we die," Isamu replied flatly. "Either way, you're clones. It's not like it matters, right?"
The Zetsu hesitated.
Then, after exchanging looks—
"…Fine. We'll help."
Isamu smiled.
Just as expected.
They didn't really have a choice.
"Done talking?" Mito's voice cut in, filled with killing intent. "Can I send you on your way now?"
"Heh… don't get cocky just because you're using Nine-Tails chakra," Isamu replied, his expression turning serious. "Since you refuse to believe me… we'll settle this the hard way."
"Hmph! I can crush you with one hand," Mito said coldly. "Daring to impersonate him—you'll pay for it!"
"Then let's see!"
Isamu shouted:
"Zetsu—merge with me!"
"Coming!"
Two White Zetsu rushed forward and fused into his body.
Instantly—
His muscles tensed.
His chakra surged.
His strength jumped from elite jonin level… to the threshold of Kage.
"We're joining too!"
Even the White Zetsu maintaining the barrier abandoned their positions and merged into him.
Isamu's power spiked again.
The pressure in the room intensified.
The real battle—
Was about to begin.
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