Chapter 528: A Mistake That Ruined a Lifetime
Teuchi had been inherently unreliable from the absolute beginning, and with Ryo suddenly materializing on location, Tenji immediately and decisively concluded that this strategic operation to capture the Nine-Tails had collapsed into a total failure.
He flatly declined to log a single micro-second of hesitation, completely refraining from naively attempting to trade a handful of high-powered moves alongside Ryo's prowess, instantly locking the Hare (U) seal with a single hand.
Hovering leisurely high within the sky blocks, Ryo extended his right hand forward into a sharp clawing alignment to target Tenji's coordinates, an monumentally dense, roaring torrent of absolute gravitational pull violently exploding out from his palm!
Tenji's physical framework instantly lost its absolute capacity to govern its own articulation, flying uncontrollably straight toward Ryo's position, yet an unadorned smile smoothly blanked across his features: "Ryo Uzumaki, my alliance has cleanly sustained a total tactical defeat across this specific rotation, however, I desperately pray your absolute forces can comfortably maintain an airtight, permanent protective shield to safeguard the dual of those Nine-Tails Jinchuriki down the timeline..."
"Do your internal cognitive loops genuinely assume your vessel retains the operational clearance to seamlessly execute an escape track? A Reverse Summoning Jutsu?" Ryo smoothly shook his head to clarify. The absolute micro-second a wave of highly unique space-time fluctuations generated a sharp warp around Tenji's physical clearance, Ryo wove an instantaneous spatial flash to achieve a point-blank touchdown directly before his face. Waving his arm forward to violently push open a black hole portal, his right hand was seamlessly blanketed by a dense, luminescent white shroud of high-potency chakra as he aggressively punched straight inside the spatial void!
Tenji's thoroughly relaxed, mocking expression violently warped into absolute shock. Seizing the absolute peak milestone of the disruption, he wove a rapid Body Flicker to violently pull back his coordinates to maximize his distance from Ryo: "To think your presence could actually..."
Ryo subtly closed his dual eyes into a narrow slit: "The proxy clone anchoring that specific side repository commands a highly non-negligible volume of raw chakra; analyzing the metrics under this track, its utility was fundamentally far from being strictly optimized to serve as a basic emergency escape vector—the Reanimation Jutsu execution loops are concurrently piloted under his hand, correct? Under that structural framework... the absolute timeline dictates that your main framework is mandated to deploy the Summoning Jutsu!"
Tenji ground his jaw parameters together with absolute fury: "Summoning Jutsu (Kuchiyose no Jutsu)!"
Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!
An monumentally massive, heaven-blotting cloud of pristine white summoning smoke violently erupted across the clearance. The trio of resurrected Warring States legends who had been locked within a grueling encirclement block managed under Obito, Itachi, and Sasuke's hands, coupled along the elite Reanimation powerhouses who were concurrently spearheading the high-powered offensive operations blanketing the Land of Wind, the Land of Lightning, and the Land of Earth, were all violently and completely summoned to hit this exact battlefield coordinate at the exact same micro-second!
The frontier borders of the Land of Wind. Jiraiya scrutinized the First Kazekage's physical framework as the entity cleanly dissolved into a cloud of white summoning smoke to vanish out of active tracking, wove a highly perplexed scratch of his hair loops, subsequent to which he wove a rapid Body Flicker to touch down directly beside Tsunade—whose historical adversary had seamlessly logged an identical template of a sudden departure.
"The Second Kazekage completely vanished from active tracking as well?"
"Mmm."
Nawaki similarly wove a rapid spatial flash to hit their coordinates: "Every single one of the four reanimated Kazekage powerhouses has completely and thoroughly vanished from the sector, yet the common small-fry battalions continuously anchor the field. It explicitly proves that a highly catastrophic strategic anomaly has violently broken through across the global grid. Exactly what precise operational maneuver does your judgment dictate we deploy, Sister Tsunade? Step forward to assist their native ninja to cleanly flatten the remaining minions?"
Tsunade knit her brows into a narrow slit, falling into intense internal hesitation.
"Exactly what precise calculations are revolving inside your mind, Brother-in-law Jiraiya?"
BAM!
Nawaki wove a magnificent, horizontal flight path clear across the zone...
"Hahahahaha..." Jiraiya lifted his jaw to deliver a highly resonant, booming laugh toward the heavens, his mind dropping a silent validation that the corporate financial capital he had historically expended to bribe the boy's vocal apparatus was completely far from being squandered. "Tsunade, the Hidden Sand Village commands an airtight operational capacity to comfortably compress and level those minor minions entirely on their own. Throughout the duration of this calendar day, my right eyelid has continuously logged an monumentally high-frequency, rhythmic twitching anomaly; our absolute forces are structurally mandated to couple our frames to sprint straight toward the Land of Rivers to audit the metrics!"
Tsunade shot a fierce, razor-sharp glare to check his focus: "Move!"
An identical template of tactical developments was concurrently unfolding across a vast multitude of global nations. A non-negligible pool of elite housemates deciphered the structural anomaly utilizing their very own independent strategic calculations, while an alternative cohort seamlessly intercepted the high-priority psychic dispatches transmitted straight through the Land of Rain's communication relay. In a single fraction of a second, the minor border nation known as the Land of Rivers completely transitioned to operate under the mantle of the absolute undisputed center vertex of the cosmos, with the vast majority of the shinobi world's top-tier peak powerhouses aggressively spearheading a maximum-velocity flight circuit to converge straight toward this exact coordinate.
Yet, anchoring the actual front lines within the Land of Rivers, the cluster of over twenty resurrected Warring States legends standing directly before Tenji's vanguard rows flatly lacked the technical capacity to deliver a single drop of absolute security parameters to safeguard his heart. These twenty-odd master-tier historical units were completely, thoroughly encircled under the continuous surveillance grid managed strictly by three independent entities—Ryo, Itachi, and Sasuke!
Ryo took a deep, sweeping breath of air: "An monumentally massive multitude of highly familiar acquaintances. My precious, darling ancestral juniors, how are your unvarnished metabolic metrics treating your vessels under heaven? The Old Ancestor has missed your collective presence to absolute pieces!"
"Senior Ryo!"
"Ryo Uzumaki... is genuinely, authentically still immortal and alive under the sun!"
...
Tenji subtly focused his internal mind loops, his right hand instantly locking the Tiger (In) seal to forcefully activate the Reanimation control protocols to override their systems, commanding the highly chattering, rowdy historical legends to completely clamp their maws shut into deadpan silence. Flawlessly synchronized alongside his movement, Teuchi wove a rapid Body Flicker to materialize point-blank beside his flank.
"Oh my, oh my! Son-in-Law, your unvarnished situational parameters appear to have scaled to an exceptionally unoptimized, thoroughly catastrophic baseline, you know."
Tenji aggressively ground his jaw parameters together: "Completely dismantle your hollow, useless vocal chatter! Heaven strictly withholds the data tracking exactly what structural failure node crashed through Orochimaru's wing, but Ryo Uzumaki wove a maximum-velocity return circuit to touch down far too rapidly! If your matrix intensely retains a desire to successfully engineer an absolute escape loop under heaven, prioritize coupling your combat output seamlessly alongside my wing."
"Undeniably, flawlessly mandatory!"
Kushina, Naruto, Minato, and Obito sequentially wove a series of rapid spatial flickers to materialize directly before Ryo's position. Delivering a brief wave of streamlined, tactical greetings to check Ryo's stance, they seamlessly formatted a perfect, tacit consensus to join the absolute encirclement ring, silently initiating a rapid recovery cycle to replenish their internal chakra pools while maintaining an airtight defensive lock to prevent the adversaries from executing a sudden flight path. A short distance away, Nagato slowly levitated his frame to hit the coordinates, his face heavily blanketed by a trace of distinct physical fatigue—the absolute volume of internal chakra reserves expensed to continuously unleash the Kekkai Tota Particle Style was simply far too astronomical!
"Superb logistical labor, Nagato. Leave the subsequent containment and extraction operations straight inside your Teacher's hands. Furthermore, the rest of your cluster can comfortably log a premier rest block; the absolute entirety of the chess board is securely anchored under the Old Ancestor's command!"
The absolute fraction of a second those words settled, Teuchi's physical frame permanently anchoring Tenji's immediate flank violently and abruptly morphed into an array of rapid, blinding afterimages. His right palm seamlessly and aggressively clapped directly across the physical torso of every single resurrected Warring States legend, an monumentally dense, complex cascade of intricate Fuinjutsu incantations and high-grade sealing formulas violently erupting across their frames!
"You utterly detestable, underhanded bastard! Have your cognitive parameters completely lost their rational sanity?!" Tenji's face experienced a sharp, violent shift of absolute terror. This completely un-insulated, point-blank betrayal instantly decimated nearly the absolute ninety-five percent baseline of his Reanimation military mass, aggressively compressing his remaining escape probability to an absolute, microscopic margin!
Coordinating the scattered, broken remnants of the Reanimation units to launch a frantic, suicidal charge to target Ryo's coordinates, Tenji violently spun his torso around to bolt clear of the field, strictly to have his right shoulder parameter firmly and immutably pinned down under Teuchi's palm: "Do your internal parameters genuinely dictate that your main framework retains the operational clearance to seamlessly execute a flight path?"
Ryo similarly wove an instantaneous spatial flash to materialize point-blank beside Tenji's alternative flank, flattening his massive palm to securely lock down his remaining shoulder parameter, while the physical structures of the handful of Reanimation shinobi sprinting toward his coordinates were already slowly and gracefully dissolving into absolute papery ash.
"The global sequence has officially reached its absolute terminal conclusion down to the letter, Tenji."
Tenji's entire physical frame trembled with absolute, paralyzing panic, subtly tilting his jaw around to lock his dilated pupils straight onto Teuchi's face: "Your absolute presence... explicitly maps out to a certified Shadow Clone manufactured straight by Ryo Uzumaki's hands all along? Yet, assuming your entity constitutes a specialized Shadow Clone bound straight under his wing, exactly why on earth..."
Ryo gave a firm, slow nod: "Precisely, my personal cognitive processing single-mindedly desires to decipher exactly what precise structural calculations are revolving inside your skull matrix as well?"
"That explicitly constitutes an monumentally, thoroughly prolonged chronicle."
From the absolute milestone Teuchi violently executed his internal reversal block, cascading to the total decimation of the Reanimation military army, and culminating straight in Tenji's absolute capture, this entire multi-layered avalanche of variables unfolded in a single flash of absolute time, leaving the surrounding pool of global juniors completely wide-eyed and thoroughly dazed.
"Ramen Uncle... operates strictly under the mantle of a unified ally bound to our wing?" Naruto manifested a trace of burning, ecstatic delight.
"Whether his ultimate operational alignment comfortably maps to a verified ally is a strategic parameter our forces have yet to clinically lock down," Ryo smoothly shook his head to clarify. "The Old Ancestor is currently waiting out his unvarnished explanation."
"Then the Old Ancestor shall comfortably break down the unvarnished breakdown straight to your ears!" Teuchi let out a resonant shout, dispelling his Transformation Jutsu with a sharp poof to reveal... the exact, pristine middle-aged countenance of Ryo Uzumaki!
"Du... dual Old Ancestors?!"
"Great-Great-Grandpa! Exactly what precise technical alignment governs this structural anomaly?"
...
"Every single one of your units completely clamp your maws shut and flatly decline to expend verbal output for the immediate duration!" Ryo delivered a low, sharp bark to check their rowdiness. "My personal cognitive processing is concurrently locked in a highly confused, dazed knot. Break down the metrics transparently, Teuchi!"
Teuchi wove a serene smile across his middle-aged features: "Exactly where does the absolute optimal milestone to initiate this monumentally prolonged chronicle sit? Let us comfortably initiate the parameters directly from my authentic identity baseline. Adhering strictly to Tenji's tactical prose, my presence operates as a certified Shadow Clone manufactured straight by your very own hands, Ryo Uzumaki—specifically a high-powered Shadow Clone deployed by Ryo Uzumaki back across Konoha Year 64, February 2nd!"
"Konoha Year 64... February 2nd?"
"Flawlessly, authentically correct!"
Tenji's dual eyes wove a rapid calculation cycle. This utterly unreliable, underhanded 'Father-in-Law' is spouting a massive torrent of completely nonsensical prose; isn't February 2nd an operational milestone anchored a solid month out in the future timeline? My matrix might potentially continuously retain a minor loophole to successfully engineer an escape path...
The surrounding pool of global juniors manifested a minor ripple of frantic, internal agitation, yet their verbal parameters were cleanly checked by a single sidelong glance administered by Ryo's eye arrays.
"Continuously proceed along your prose!"
Teuchi subtly squinted his dual eyes into a narrow, slitted arc: "The primary operational objective the future main framework spearheaded to deploy my presence single-mindedly dictated violently intercepting the historical version of his own self—preventing him from utilizing the Dragon Vein (Ryūmyaku) parameters to launch a maximum-scale chronological detour back into the ancient timeline, commanding my focus to completely pulverize the Dragon Vein structure to absolute dust!"
Ryo: "Your execution secured an absolute success."
"Undeniably correct. Consequentially, the downstream parameters governing the future timeline have been completely and drastically altered down to the letter, which structurally implies that right when February 2nd arrives precisely on schedule, your main framework will flatly decline to deploy a specialized Shadow Clone of my styling to begin with. Driven entirely by that paradox, my existence commands two distinct terminal outcomes—the absolute first dictates automatically dissolving into absolute nonexistence the exact micro-second February 2nd hits the calendar, while the secondary alignment maps to seamlessly re-merging back to operate under the absolute control parameters of your main framework the exact same micro-second... At any rate, neither path bestows an optimized, glorious milestone for my matrix."
Ryo completely brushed past Teuchi's low-toned complaints: "Exactly what urgent structural reason prompted my future self to single-mindedly desire to violently alter the historical timeline? Assuming my presence historically successfully utilized the Dragon Vein to navigate a chronological detour back into the ancient eras, exactly what catastrophic anomaly would have broken through?"
Teuchi abruptly wove an extraordinarily magnificent, radiant smile across his features, "Ah... a conversational block mapping that specific topic is monumentally, thoroughly long-form."
"Articulate the metrics with absolute, clinical conciseness!"
Teuchi casually chuckled, "Then allow my personal presence to smoothly execute an absolute terminal summary to compress the parameters for your focus. We can comfortably encapsulate the absolute entirety of the chronicle using a highly specific seven-syllable sequence under heaven: Crossing paths alongside Chiyo... ruined an absolute lifetime (Ichi yū Chiyo, ayamaru shūshin)!"
Ryo's dual pupils violently contracted to their absolute limits, sharply spinning his torso around to shoot a swift glance across the highly peculiar, contorted countenances painting the surrounding pool of global juniors, before forcing his vocal apparatus to deliver a deadpan, wooden line of prose: "Your presence is structurally mandated to break down the metrics with absolute, microscopic detail. Conscientiously lay out every single drop of data to my ears; execute a highly thorough calculation prior to expanding your vocal apparatus!"
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