The energy in the sky was trembling in secrecy.
On the moon, the three Ōtsutsuki elders stared numbly at the massive Tenseigan, which erupted once again.
This colossal eye had been calm for a brief period, allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief.
But now, that calm had been shattered once more. This time, the "Giant Tenseigan" felt even more uncontrollable!
"That person is at it again, and this time, their control seems even stronger, doesn't it?"
The Great Elder couldn't help but sigh. The increasing authority over the Tenseigan was becoming more troublesome, even for them.
"Can we locate this person?"
The Third Elder, clearly frustrated, asked in a low voice.
"If we can find them, is there anything we can do?"
"It's difficult. Their control over the Tenseigan is growing stronger. Acting recklessly could lead to disastrous consequences."
The Second Elder shook his head, genuinely opposing any rash actions.
"I'm not afraid, but the current situation truly calls for caution. Have you considered who might be wielding this power?"
"Who?"
The Great Elder froze for a moment at the question. Suddenly, his pale eyes widened in realization.
"Are you suggesting that this person might not be from the ninja world?"
"Not from the ninja world? Then..."
The Third Elder was also stunned, his expression shifting dramatically.
The archives on the moon contained far more information than those in the ninja world. After all, the conflicts on the moon were internal battles within their clan, and much of this history had been deliberately preserved.
The legacy left by their ancestors was intact, granting them vast knowledge.
Even though much of it was unclear, they vaguely understood that there was another group—a race from the heavens.
"Don't overthink it. It might just be one of the Hyūga clan, or perhaps during our great wars, some coward from the main family fled to the ninja world."
At the critical moment, the Great Elder interrupted their speculations. He took a deep breath and spoke coldly.
"This matter is not worth dwelling on. Our current priority is to train Toneri. As for everything else..."
"Hmph, if that person goes too far, we will retaliate. And don't forget."
"The celestial beings are the ones who truly wish to destroy the ninja world!"
"It's happening again?"
At Mount Myōboku, Fukasaku suddenly opened his sleepy eyes.
Although a few months felt like the blink of an eye to him, he had not relaxed during this time.
He had been tirelessly searching for the source of this power, attempting to use "prophecy" to glimpse the possible future.
But without exception, the more he tried, the more elusive it became. He could see nothing—completely blocked.
Everything he perceived remained unchanged, confirming his suspicion that his dreams had been deliberately obscured.
"What terrifying methods... And this time, the aura seems even stronger?"
Fukasaku muttered, his acute senses amplifying his sense of crisis.
"I must locate this individual as soon as possible. This can't go on. But what exactly is their goal?"
Fukasaku was baffled. Since this person appeared, they hadn't caused much trouble.
This behavior didn't align with the usual patterns of the Ōtsutsuki.
"Could they have discovered something? Or are they preparing for something else?"
Fukasaku didn't know, but he was certain of one thing—he couldn't afford to let his guard down.
The "World-Ending War" from a thousand years ago was still fresh in his memory. Now, he was seriously considering something.
"I recall Jiraiya mentioning a prodigious child, though this child doesn't seem to like toads?"
As the one who influenced fate, Jiraiya's words carried weight, even for Fukasaku.
Unfortunately, with his visions blocked, he could gather little information. And the child's refusal to sign the summoning contract left him feeling helpless.
"Perhaps I should let Jiraiya guide them. A genius who can master Sage Mode on their own..."
"Maybe they can truly make a difference!"
"Did you sense that, Black Zetsu?"
In the Land of Rain, White Zetsu had just finished checking on Nagato when he suddenly felt something.
He turned to Black Zetsu, who was staring blankly at the sky.
"I sensed it. But don't speak."
Black Zetsu's perception far surpassed White Zetsu's. He had long since detected the Chakra hidden in the sky, inaccessible to ordinary senses.
And this Chakra was all too familiar to him—it belonged to "Ōtsutsuki Minamoto."
"That guy has appeared again? What is his goal? What is he planning?"
Black Zetsu couldn't figure it out, but he instinctively felt danger—this time, even more severe than before!
"Is he facing something terrifying? To release such power?"
Black Zetsu sighed. He couldn't understand, only knowing that the ninja world was becoming increasingly unfamiliar to him.
"Forget it. There's no point thinking about it. We can't deal with him anyway. How is Nagato doing?"
"...?"
"Why aren't you responding?"
"You told me not to speak."
"..."
For a moment, Black Zetsu genuinely considered dissecting White Zetsu's brain to see if it was filled with garbage.
How did this guy always manage to make him feel so hopeless?
"Alright, alright, don't get mad. Nagato is stable now."
White Zetsu grinned, though he quickly added, "Although he's lost an arm and a leg, his vitality is strong, and he's recovering well. He just won't grow those limbs back."
"Not surprising. His bloodline is still strong."
Black Zetsu nodded. Nagato's bloodline was exceptional—closer to the Senju than the Uzumaki.
The two clans were relatives, after all, and his potential was enormous.
"As for Itachi Uchiha and Kisame, they're also recovering. Kisame is fine as long as he has Chakra, but Itachi..."
"His condition is bad? Makes sense. His body was already frail, and last time, he suffered severe injuries, even exhausting his visual prowess."
"Exactly. His recovery is slow, and we lack skilled medical ninjas. For now, my Chakra is keeping him alive."
"Is there no other way?"
"I don't know. But as things stand, they won't be able to deal with Ōtsutsuki Minamoto—or Kitagawa Minamoto, for that matter."
"I understand. It's troublesome."
Black Zetsu rubbed his temples, feeling overwhelmed.
The Akatsuki had been repeatedly crushed—Ōtsutsuki Minamoto incapacitated two members, and Kitagawa Minamoto left Nagato in his current state.
At this rate, forget about capturing the Tailed Beasts; they wouldn't even make it to next year's Chūnin Exams!
"Perhaps I need to consider alternative strategies. The situation is deteriorating too quickly..."
Black Zetsu gritted his teeth, realizing he needed to take bolder actions.
Otherwise, they would achieve nothing, and his ultimate goals would remain out of reach.
"If I'm going to act, I need to prepare in advance. I can't lose control over the monsters I create..."
"That sensation... is it happening again?"
Kitagawa Minamoto was unaware of the widespread attention his transformation was attracting.
At this moment, he was immersed in an invisible Chakra—the energy of the "Giant Tenseigan" from the moon.
After absorbing the Yin Release power of the Tenseigan, he felt his entire bloodline boiling.
The process exhilarated him, though it wasn't particularly long. When it ended, he sensed the Giant Tenseigan's energy erupting.
"Just like when I first awakened the Tenseigan, this thing was instantly drawn to me. And this time..."
The Chakra absorption in his eyes had ceased, as if something terrifying was brewing.
The Giant Tenseigan's Chakra was aiding him in this final preparation, guiding him toward his next breakthrough.
"Is it finally time for the second transformation?"
Kitagawa Minamoto had a vague feeling, growing more excited about what awaited him post-transformation.
"During the first awakening, I gained numerous abilities. What will I obtain this time?"
He understood that his eyes seemed to be a fusion of various powers.
In simple terms, it was as if he could acquire fragments of every kind of strength. Beyond the basic abilities akin to the Rinnegan, he had also gained some Ōtsutsuki powers.
"Most importantly, I obtained the 'Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion'!"
He had tested the power of the Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion once and was impressed by its devastating effects.
However, it seemed to be a technique exclusive to the Tenseigan Chakra Mode, which intrigued him.
"If I use the Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion in Tenseigan Chakra Mode, what would happen? And what about the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion?"
Yet, the Chakra seemed to be a product of the third phase of the Tenseigan's evolution. Normally, obtaining it would be challenging.
"But it seems like I..."
Raising his head, he gazed into the distance.
Even in broad daylight, it felt as though he could lock onto the moon.
Sensing the Giant Tenseigan's escalating Chakra and the information resonating in his mind, he suddenly smiled.
At that moment, the invisible Chakra reverberating through the sky came to a halt.
"This path is anything but ordinary!"
His eyes seemed to finish brewing, awaiting their final eruption.
Buzz—
In the next instant, his eyes transformed into radiant, azure streams of light.
The terrifying pressure instantly severed all the surrounding trees!
Simultaneously, his status panel appeared before him.
[Name: Kitagawa Minamoto]
[Bloodline: Ōtsutsuki Clan (Development: 40%)]
[Dōjutsu: Tenseigan (Crescent Moon Eyes)]
[Special Abilities: Source of the Divine Tree (Stage 3)]
[Special Skills: Ice Release, Magnet Release, Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, Tenseigan Chakra Mode]
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