Kamui Eye Acquired

Looking up into the distance, Yota saw that the Nine-Tails had vanished, though the sounds of battle still carried from afar.

Was it driven out of the village? It probably hasn’t been sealed yet. Yota’s heart stirred slightly. Perfect. I’ll go see if I can pick up any bargains.

His figure flashed, leaving a complete mess in his wake. Then Yota dusted off his hands and left.

After he departed, an illusory figure appeared once more. Danzo wore a terrified expression as he panted heavily.

"Good thing I prepared Izanagi. Damn it, the Sharingan I worked so hard to acquire is ruined! Who is that guy? What does he want?"

Finally, he surveyed the surroundings, and an anguished expression immediately appeared on his face.

Yota’s Dark Hole had nearly wiped out all of Root. Not only had they suffered grievous casualties, but even their headquarters had been carried away. All the intelligence, ninjutsu records, test subjects, and valuable experimental supplies inside had gone down the drain.

It could be said that Danzo’s decades of painstaking work had been wiped clean in a single day. Other than his life, he had lost everything.

By then, Yota had reached the outskirts of the Nine-Tails battlefield. Narrowing his sharp eyes, he watched the battle in the distance.

There was not much of a battle to watch, really. A barrier had already been set up around the perimeter, and all he could hear was the Nine-Tails’ roars.

Still, Yota was somewhat surprised to see Fugaku Uchiha there. Blood tears streamed from his eyes; he had likely used the Mangekyo Sharingan.

"Trying to control the Nine-Tails with the Mangekyo Sharingan? Looks like he failed."

The main reason Obito Uchiha had been able to control the Nine-Tails was that Madara Uchiha had placed a Summoning Contract on it. That was ocular power on the level of the Eternal Mangekyo. Moreover, as Indra’s reincarnation, Madara Uchiha’s ocular power surpassed that of an ordinary Eternal Mangekyo.

For Fugaku Uchiha to try to forcibly seize control of the Nine-Tails was naturally like an egg smashing against a rock.

The remaining ninjas all looked battered and badly injured as well. Clearly, they had suffered heavily in their battle against the Nine-Tails.

Seeing this, Yota’s heart stirred. Without hesitation, he revealed himself and walked toward them.

"Who goes there?!"

Yota had no intention of concealing himself, and the people across from him were Konoha’s most elite ninjas. The moment he appeared, they noticed him.

At this point, Yota had no desire to say anything to them. He was here to rob them, after all, and Konoha had never left him with a good impression. He might as well let his fists do the talking.

Black mist spread out, shrouding the group. When several ninjas’ probing attacks were swallowed by the mist, their expressions changed drastically, and they all hurriedly retreated.

Though this group was injured, they were far superior to Root’s people in terms of quality. After all, anyone who dared face the Nine-Tails was at least a Special Jonin. Their experience and strength were beyond those of ordinary ninjas.

"Adamantine Staff, extend!" The Third Hokage wasted no words. With an angry roar, the Adamantine Staff instantly lengthened before smashing down at Yota.

Yota showed no fear. Dark-Dark Fruit mist and Armament Haki covered his hand as he threw a punch to meet it head-on.

The originally earthshaking blow became utterly silent the moment it struck the black mist. Then Yota’s Armament Haki-coated fist slammed into the Adamantine Staff, and the staff actually let out a scream.

Amid the scream, a tiny crack appeared in the Adamantine Staff. The black mist seeped into every opening, drawing out a great deal of blood through that fissure.

Bang! A cloud of smoke burst forth. The Third Hokage looked awkwardly at his empty hands; the Adamantine Staff had vanished without a trace.

The Third Hokage’s Adamantine Staff was transformed from his Summoning Beast, Enma. It had always been considered indestructible, capable of blocking any weapon it faced. Yet he had never imagined that Yota would crack it barehanded this time. Enma had been gravely wounded, his life in danger; otherwise, he would not have been reverse-summoned away so easily.

"Be careful! This guy’s strength is extraordinary!" the Third Hokage shouted. Of course, he did not need to say it; the other ninjas had already seen it.

What nonsense? The Adamantine Staff was a terrifying weapon capable of shoving the Nine-Tails out of Konoha, yet Yota had severely injured it with a single barehanded strike. How could he possibly be ordinary?

By then, the other ninjas had already prepared themselves. All kinds of ninjutsu struck at once. Yota neither dodged nor evaded; the black mist spread out and swallowed most of them. For the remaining attacks that were difficult to avoid, he simply activated Armament Haki and relied on his Steel Body to take them head-on.

Although their ninjutsu was powerful, it had little effect on Yota. Then, a flash of lightning flickered. Blade-like lightning pierced Yota’s chest, striking the weakest point of his Armament Haki after he had just endured the ninjutsu barrage.

"That hurts!" Pain shot through Yota’s chest. He grabbed the bolt of lightning, and as the Dark-Dark Fruit activated, the attacker immediately had more than half his Chakra drained away, revealing a white-haired ninja around thirteen or fourteen years old.

Though Yota had said it hurt, not even a drop of blood flowed from his chest. He had merely suffered a slight internal shock.

I nearly forgot. It must be a side effect of the Dark-Dark Fruit. This pain is amplified by far more than two times. Next time, I should modify my pain nerves! Yota muttered to himself for a while. Then he looked up and recognized him as Kakashi Hatake, his former classmate.

Calling them classmates was a stretch. They had only met a few times at the Ninja Academy. Back then, Kakashi had been the academy’s dazzling genius and had nothing to do with someone from the ordinary class like Yota. It was more accurate to say that Yota knew Kakashi Hatake, while Kakashi Hatake did not know Yota.

With his Chakra completely drained, Kakashi did not even have the strength to struggle. Yota reached out, dug out one of his Sharingan, and absorbed it into Dark Space.

With a casual toss, Yota did not take Kakashi’s life. After all, Kakashi was a character he had quite liked in the manga, so he would spare him.

However, the instant he removed that Sharingan, Yota felt his traversal energy surge explosively. He suspected that if he took Obito’s eye as well, he might be able to turn the Naruto World into his base world directly, just as he had after eating the Dark-Dark Fruit.

No… Someone has been manipulating the Naruto World’s situation from the shadows all along. Unless I kill Black Zetsu or destroy the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path and the Rinnegan, I won’t truly be able to affect the later plot!

Those thoughts merely flashed through his mind. At that moment, the others were shocked to see that Yota had emerged completely unscathed from their combined attacks.

But Yota was not the sort to take hits without hitting back. The facts had also proven that even the triple defenses of the Dark-Dark Fruit, Armament Haki, and his steel-like body were not flawless.

Casting aside his arrogance, Yota’s body instantly tore through the air, moving at a speed that made hearts tremble. Before anyone could react, several Jonin were struck by his fists and immediately suffered severe injuries, coughing up blood.

In terms of ninjutsu, although Yota’s Chakra was absurdly powerful, he was limited to only a few ordinary Five Elements Ninjutsu. His combat strength could only be considered at the ceiling of Jonin level or the floor of Kage level. That was why he had relied entirely on Devil Fruit abilities to carry the fight just now.

But in taijutsu, at this point in time, even Guy—who had nearly kicked his way into the ending—was still young. Yota dared to call himself the strongest in the ninja world!