The structure of the Ninja World's universe… was undeniably unusual.
There were very few true warships—especially massive star-class vessels—but an abundance of smaller spacecraft used for travel.
Because in this universe, warfare did not rely on fleets.
It relied on individual power.
Chakra had shaped everything.
Across the cosmos, most civilizations still depended on conventional weaponry—gunpowder-based arms and primitive technology. Even the Ōtsutsuki Clan had, at times, formed summoning contracts with such weapons.
In the original records, even Pain had summoned mechanized weaponry in battle.
At the Six Paths level, traversing space was no longer difficult. Space-time passages existed throughout the universe, though constructing and maintaining them required immense resources.
Because of the cost, most preferred slow interstellar travel.
Between nearby planets, however, smaller space-time passages—miniature channels—were common and relatively easy to establish.
Naruto himself had once created such channels.
Now… he could construct large-scale space-time passages capable of crossing entire galaxies.
His gaze lifted.
Before him stretched an ocean-like army—countless White Zetsu, filling the void like a living tide.
And beyond them—
More than a thousand members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
Each one stood at the Six Paths level.
The Ōtsutsuki were few in number, yet ruled over vast territories. For them to deploy such a force… it was clear how seriously they regarded the Ninja World.
Every Ōtsutsuki, upon reaching maturity, was sent into unclaimed star systems to cultivate Divine Trees and harvest chakra.
In many regions, they were seen as absolute beings.
One or two alone could dominate an entire planet—worshipped as gods or immortals.
Ōtsutsuki Shiki said nothing further.
He merely glanced at Naruto—cold, indifferent—before retreating slightly.
Then, his voice rang out:
"Attack."
In an instant, the endless White Zetsu army surged forward.
Naruto raised his hand.
The battlefield shifted.
Space itself twisted and divided, restructuring the terrain to give the allied shinobi the advantage.
At the same time, Naruto and Ōtsutsuki Shiki vanished—transferred directly into deep space.
Shiki did not resist.
At their level, even the aftermath of battle could destroy entire celestial bodies.
Such power could not be unleashed near others.
As for the two demigod-level Ōtsutsuki—
Naruto deliberately left them behind.
A test.
A trial for the Ninja World.
Already, Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju had locked onto them.
Without hesitation, they pursued their opponents into space, choosing their own battlefield.
Meanwhile, the remaining forces—White Zetsu and Ōtsutsuki alike—spread across the planet, clashing with the allied shinobi.
—
In the silent vacuum of space, Naruto felt a rare sense of satisfaction.
No limits.
No restrictions.
Here, he could unleash everything.
Without a word, he formed a massive Rasengan in his hand and hurled it forward.
The compressed chakra within it surged violently—enough to overwhelm even a low-stage demigod.
Yet—
Ōtsutsuki Shiki raised a single hand.
And stopped it.
Effortlessly.
Naruto's expression didn't change.
Instead, he smiled faintly.
His other hand moved.
A shockwave burst forth, engulfing Shiki completely.
When the energy dissipated—
Shiki remained untouched.
Black markings flowed across his battle armor, faintly glowing, as if absorbing and dispersing the force.
Then he moved.
Behind him, a colossal chakra avatar manifested—humanoid, towering beyond scale.
With a single motion, it slashed.
A blade of energy cut through space, exceeding the speed of light.
Naruto vanished instantly.
The attack passed him—
And struck a distant planet.
In silence, the world shattered.
Like a dying spark, it crumbled into nothingness.
Naruto didn't even glance back.
This star system had been chosen precisely because it was lifeless—nothing but barren worlds and mineral shells.
No collateral mattered here.
He brought his hands together again.
A new sphere of energy formed.
In the next instant, he appeared behind Ōtsutsuki Shiki.
The chakra shifted—stretching, weaving—
Taking the shape of a claw.
A net.
It expanded outward, sealing the surrounding space completely.
For the first time, Shiki's eyes changed.
His Rinnegan rotated.
And in an instant—
Naruto's technique vanished.
Absorbed.
Naruto retreated sharply, creating distance as his gaze sharpened.
"So… that's his Rinnegan ability."
He observed carefully, mind racing.
The intelligence Sasuke Uchiha had brought back…
Contained nothing about this.
In the future timeline, Ōtsutsuki Shiki had been far stronger than Naruto—so overwhelming that he could have killed him without even relying on his Rinnegan.
Naruto's only advantage back then… had been his near-immortality.
And now—
Facing him directly, Naruto finally understood just how terrifying Ōtsutsuki Shiki truly was.
Without hesitation, Naruto struck again.
A single punch.
Simple in form—but the force within it was enough to shatter a planet instantly.
The two figures blurred into streaks of light, clashing across the vacuum like colliding stars. In a single breath, they had already exchanged hundreds of blows.
Each collision tore through space, creating violent energy storms.
Then—
Naruto's aura surged.
He threw another punch.
Ōtsutsuki Shiki was sent flying—hurtling over a hundred thousand miles before crashing into a massive meteor dozens of miles wide.
The moment he made contact—
The meteor disintegrated.
Reduced to nothing under the released force.
Yet Shiki's expression shifted… just slightly.
Surprise.
Because that "single" punch—
Had not been a single punch at all.
Naruto had struck across multiple points in time simultaneously.
To the naked eye, it was one attack.
But in truth—
It was tens of thousands of strikes layered into one.
If Shiki hadn't noticed at the last moment and dispersed the force, he would have taken real damage. Even so, he had been forced back to fully neutralize the impact.
Then—
He laughed.
"Hahaha…!"
"You are indeed an interesting opponent."
His voice carried excitement for the first time.
"It seems… fate truly guided me correctly."
Black runic patterns ignited across his battle armor, glowing with a deep, ominous light. His entire body radiated power, his presence rising sharply.
Now—
He was serious.
Naruto's expression sharpened.
Golden and black chakra erupted around him, intertwining like flames.
He had entered his combat state.
—
At the same time—
The war on the planet had fully erupted.
Dozens of battle zones had been isolated by layered barrier techniques, separating high-level combatants from the main battlefield.
The allied shinobi clashed head-on with the overwhelming White Zetsu army.
Though vastly outnumbered—
Their combat strength was ferocious.
They fought in coordinated squads, combining ninjutsu, taijutsu, and advanced technology seamlessly.
Across the battlefield, massive mechanized units swung colossal blades. High-frequency vibrating edges tore through the White Zetsu ranks with terrifying efficiency, cutting down waves of enemies in moments.
But—
The thousand-plus Ōtsutsuki were far more dangerous.
Each of them possessed Six Paths–level power.
Their attacks struck like divine judgment.
From time to time, allied shinobi fell.
Blood stained the battlefield.
Yet—
Not a single person retreated.
There was no fear in their eyes.
Only resolve.
Only killing intent.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
The deaths of their comrades only drove them further.
This was war.
And war had never been without sacrifice.
Even so—
They fought on.
Even if their blood would be the price.
Even if they fell—
They would protect the Ninja World.
"Drive those Six Paths-level enemies away from the main battlefield!"
A commanding voice rang out.
Tsunade stood at the center, her expression fierce as she shouted orders.
"We cannot let them slaughter the lower ranks!"
Beside her, Jiraiya grinned.
"Got it!"
And Orochimaru simply smirked, his eyes cold and calculating.
The Three Sannin—
Reunited once more.
They moved at the same time.
In an instant, their combined assault forced back multiple Six Paths-level opponents, dragging them away from the main battlefield.
There were dozens of such enemies.
On their side—
Only around ten Six Paths-level fighters.
Yet after more than a century of growth, those who had once been prodigies had long since reached this realm.
And none of them were weak.
(End of Chapter)
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