Chapter 532: Faint Glimmer
When the Indra chakra acted as an active strategic assist, it granted Sasuke the absolute capacity to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan exponentially faster, even forcefully accelerating his dual eyes to evolve into the Eternal Mangekyō. Yet, the absolute micro-second the Sage of Six Paths extracted the Indra chakra from his matrix, he concurrently stripped away a non-negligible fraction of Sasuke's ocular prowess, rendering his vessel strictly capable of unlocking the basic three-tomoe Sharingan at present.
However, evaluating Sasuke's innate talent parameters, he genuinely possessed the absolute capability to independently awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan by age sixteen; the Indra chakra had actually bestowed a negative structural impact upon his long-term matrix. Nevertheless, his current condition remained relatively stable, strictly experiencing a trace of physical awkwardness from the sudden, jarring loss of the vast majority of his ocular power. The truly disastrous anomaly struck Naruto.
Functioning as the absolute polar opposite to the Indra chakra, the Asura chakra systematically enhanced Naruto's physical constitution. Having the Asura chakra extracted would simply cause Naruto to endure a brief window of physical weakness, subsequently recovering back into a resilient, mischievous brat. Yet, having the Nine-Tails violently extracted concurrently was a completely different metric under heaven.
Flawlessly mirroring Killer Bee's operational parameters, the extraction of the Nine-Tails forcefully ripped open an absolute void within Naruto's internal matrix, causing his biological life force to continuously leak and dissipate from the core. Fortunately, the robust physical constitution Naruto inherited straight from Kushina vertically eclipsed Killer Bee's baseline by a massive margin, rendering Ryo's medical ninjutsu execution surprisingly low-effort; he even retained a surplus of operational capacity to seamlessly deploy a defensive shield to block the catastrophic shockwaves generated by Teuchi and the Sage of Six Paths' clash.
"Well, Teacher!" Nagato wove a maximum-velocity flight circuit to hit the coordinates, cradling a dense repository of high-potency nutritional supplements extracted straight from the Land of Whirlpools' sovereign treasury.
"Kushina, systematically stuff the medicine straight into Naruto's matrix!"
"Stuff... the medicine?"
"Flawlessly correct. Aggressively stuff every single supplement resting in Nagato's grip straight into Naruto's maw to comprehensively replenish his stats; permitting his vessel to retain a lingering structural weakness down the line maps out as highly unoptimized."
Following Kushina's 'rough and aggressive' medicine-stuffing block, Naruto's erratic breath parameters slowly and gracefully stabilized, allowing the collective tension gripping everyone's heart matrices to finally dissipate. Continuously sustaining his medical ninjutsu arrays, Ryo shifted his gaze to audit the high-powered clash actively unfolding between Teuchi and Six Paths.
Teuchi's unvarnished combat parameters were scaling to a highly unoptimized baseline. The raw output gap separating the control of the One-Tail through the Eight-Tails versus the One-Tail through the Nine-Tails was astronomically vast. Compounding the detail that Tenji's original physical foundation was monumentally robust, the current Sage of Six Paths commanded a strength tier closely bordering his absolute peak historical baseline, explicitly granting him the capacity to completely tank Ryo's cataclysmic, relentless bombardment without sustaining a single drop of structural trauma.
Teuchi's independent strength tier had similarly registered a non-negligible vertical spike compared to his historical metrics back in Rouran; his vessel fundamentally hadn't squandered a thousand years of duration. However, evaluating the unvarnished reality that he had systematically allocated the vast majority of his Witness Points to artificially sustain Aino's longevity parameters, his raw combat output fell severely short of the current Six Paths' baseline. Fortunately, Teuchi was monumentally skilled at executing a tactical stall loop.
This high-powered clash between certified SSS-rank shinobi closely mirrored the apocalyptic scale of Six Paths Madara combating Naruto and Sasuke in the original timeline; every single kinetic exchange generated absolute, catastrophic destruction. Setting aside the strictly shielded, localized perimeter immediately surrounding Ryo's coordinates, the Land of Rivers was rapidly losing any remaining semblance of flat, untorched terrestrial geography.
Ryo drifted into focused calculation: "Doesn't this sequence flawlessly map to the catastrophic war prophesied by the Great Toad Sage? My cognitive parameters historically assumed it pointed to a clash between Teuchi and Tenji; to think the unvarnished reality dictates Teuchi battling against the Sage of Six Paths wearing Tenji's facial aesthetics..."
"Teuchi is concurrently wearing the Great Ancestor's pristine face, yet he is actively getting pinned and pummeled by the Sage of Six Paths; talk about monumentally squandering my sovereign reputation." Ryo pursed his lips to a subtle degree, shooting a secondary glance to audit Naruto's metrics: "If strictly Tsunade or Sakura were anchored on these coordinates right now, the layout would be optimally resolved. Naruto's critical condition has already achieved absolute stability; provided their hands managed his parameters for a brief window, the Great Ancestor could comfortably launch a sprint block to administer a physical thrashing to that bastard Six Paths... Mmm?"
A trace of distinct delight smoothly blanked across Ryo's features as he lifted his chin to gaze toward the northern sky blocks. A colossal white clay bird was executing a frantic sequence of evasive barrel rolls, aggressively dodging the catastrophic shockwaves generated by Teuchi and Six Paths' clash as it wove a maximum-velocity flight circuit straight toward Ryo's position. Meticulously appraising the visual data, Ryo's facial complexion instantly turned a dark shade of black.
Anchored atop the massive clay avian sat a trio compiling two males and one female. The red-haired girl appeared completely incapable of maintaining a stable center of gravity amidst the bird's violent maneuvers, wrapping her arms in a death-grip right around the white-haired boy directly beside her flank. The dual of them maintained a monumentally sturdy posture, yet positioned directly behind their backs, an exceptionally beautiful black-haired boy was dangerously teetering on the absolute verge of plummeting off the chassis...
"Karin, that brat, is pushing her behavioral parameters exponentially over the line, and Haku is simply far too pure-hearted and kind!"
Flawlessly accurate—the entity actively deploying the massive clay bird was fundamentally far from being Deidara; it was explicitly Karin. Her matrix lacked the innate, aberrant anatomical talent governed by Deidara's hands, strictly possessing a single, standard mouth. Yet, having endured years of relentless, continuous training loops, her tiny mouth had successfully secured the technical capacity to chew and format a vast, diverse array of explosive clay architectures.
"Well, Teacher, the trio spearheaded by Kimimaro has successfully journeyed back to the base. The alternative backup units are highly probable completely pinned down, lacking the capacity to breach the catastrophic shockwaves blanketing this battlefield; shall my presence execute a rapid transit block to successfully retrieve their lines?" Nagato articulated with a trace of internal hesitation.
Ryo shook his head smoothly: "Command their matrices to temporarily maintain a static hold within the Land of Lightning; this specific war is monumentally primed to hit its absolute terminal conclusion under heaven. Since Karin has successfully touched down on location, Six Paths' longevity parameters have officially hit their absolute zero countdown!"
Kushina instantly cracked her knuckles in high-powered combat readiness: "Great-Great-Grandpa, provided the metrics grant the clearance, my personal focus similarly desires to administer a severe physical beating to target this legendary Sage's vessel."
Ryo burst into a gentle laugh, yet before his vocal apparatus could articulate a response, Itachi's deadpan, calm voice rippled across the clearance: "Old Ancestor, my presence concurrently requests a slot."
"Brother..." Sasuke stood briefly startled.
Ryo's radiant smile expanded to an exponentially brighter vertex: "The Great Ancestor shall deploy his absolute limits to seamlessly secure Six Paths in a live capture block; let us desperately pray his parameters refrain from executing a frantic escape route straight back into the Pure Land too rapidly."
Before the colossal bird even touched down, Karin's exceptionally loud, booming vocal cadence violently rippled across the horizon: "Lord Grand Elder! Exactly who under heaven is your presence actively engaging in a high-powered clash against? Does that explicitly map to a proxy Shadow Clone? It loosely appears his output is structurally failing to harvest a win; exactly why on earth has your main framework flatly declined to step forward?! Eh, what exact anomaly struck the stinky brat?!"
The massive clay avian executed a steep dive to hit the dirt, and the trio spearheaded by Kimimaro rapidly sprinted straight to anchor Ryo's flanks.
"Does this specific structural failure point to... the Nine-Tails being violently extracted?" Karin manifested a minor trace of shock. "Grand Elder, exactly what catastrophic drama broke through?"
"God, does your itinerary command any logistical labor my hands can execute?" Kimimaro requested immediately.
Ryo shook his head smoothly: "Your dual eyes have successfully parsed the absolute intensity tier governing this specific clash; your independent output metrics completely lack the clearance to safely intervene. However, Karin, your touchdown was monumentally, flawlessly timed—temporarily maintain an airtight medical lock to sustain Naruto's biological life force; the Old Ancestor is launching a sprint block to cleanly flatten the adversary into absolute dust!"
Karin possessed a master-tier capacity to instantly bifurcate critical emergencies from casual parameters, taking rapid paces forward to execute a clinical audit targeting Naruto's condition: "His biological vitality parameters are astronomically robust and roaring! Exactly where on earth is a life force leakage structural node located? Our execution ought to systematically drain his excess heat instead..."
"The unvarnished reality is heavily bolstered by the nutritional supplements," Ryo wove a gentle laugh. "Evaluating the staggering medicinal potency currently actively churning within his matrix, provided your hands unleash your absolute peak medical ninjutsu output, his life force will highly probable deplete down to a standard, normalized baseline in roughly fifteen continuous minutes. Tracing the metrics, that chronological milestone flawlessly mirrors the exact timeframe Minato requires to successfully haul Samehada back to these coordinates; absolutely perfect... Tsk, that underhanded bastard Teuchi is on the absolute verge of sustaining a terminal collapse—Karin, accelerate your parameters immediately!"
"Understood!"
The absolute micro-second Karin smoothly inherited the medical care rotation targeting Naruto's matrix, Ryo's facial muscles violently warped to project a highly 'sinister, underhanded' smile. Activating his sensory arrays to their absolute maximum threshold, his tracking grid instantly locked onto the Sage of Six Paths' exact physical coordinates anchored a solid three kilometers across the distance. Body Flicker, LAUNCH!
Flanking the distant quadrant, the Sage of Six Paths aggressively swung his master-tier Sage's Staff down with catastrophic, mountain-crushing kinetic weight. Teuchi strictly commanded a singular football-sized Truth-Seeking Ball, which he had rapidly warped and stretched into an absolute 'discus-shaped' defensive barrier. Yet, absorbing the descending kinetic impact, his entire physical framework was violently smashed straight from the high-altitude air blocks deep into the subterranean dirt!
The Sage of Six Paths actively primed his posture to execute a lethal follow-up tracking blitz, yet a sudden, freezing chill violently exploded straight up his spinal column. He instantly wove a rapid, reverse-swing counterattack wielding his Sage's Staff, strictly to have the weapon flawlessly, securely caught within the iron grip of Ryo's dual hands.
Headbutt!
Gluteal slam!
Knee strike straight to the crotch parameters!
Meticulously appraising the Sage of Six Paths—whose facial complexion had instantly flushed an absolute, dark shade of charcoal black as his physical joints violently stumbled and flew backwards—Ryo rubbed his smarting forehead parameters, weaving a highly sinister laugh: "Old man Six Paths, it explicitly appears your historical archives completely lack the data tracking a point-blank, visceral physical brawl alongside an alternative human vessel, correct?
Throughout the duration of this specific calendar day, the Great Ancestor is cleanly discarding his pristine, sovereign dignity as Sage Ryo; my personal presence single-mindedly intends to administer a highly profound educational masterclass detailing exactly what a completely underhanded, dirty street-brawling maneuver looks like! Deploying alternative, high-tier ninjutsu parameters to engage your vessel viscerally feels like a catastrophic downgrade to my supreme value!"
Teuchi aggressively burst straight out from the subterranean crater, continuously flexing and massaging his wrist joints: "Absorbing that descending kinetic strike generated an monumentally intense wave of absolute pain; my matrix came within a single hair's breadth of cleanly dissolving into absolute nothingness. Let us seamlessly couple our combat output to aggressively flatten his vessel together, main body!"
The Sage of Six Paths took a deep, sweeping breath of air. His clinical, rational processing explicitly dictated that executing an immediate strategic retreat straight back into the Pure Land operated as the absolute optimal path, yet driven entirely by a bizarre, anomalous psychological vector, his internal heart parameters continuously harbored an intense, burning urge to violently obliterate Teuchi's matrix regardless of the terminal cost!
His cognitive parameters were completely, thoroughly insulated from the unvarnished reality that securely anchored directly upon the back of his very own neck—which concurrently mapped to Tenji's biological neck parameters—rested an array of three translucent, crystalline tomoe that intermittently flashed with a highly subtle, almost imperceptible faint glimmer...