Because of Wang Yan’s actions, Toneri deviated from his original destiny.
He did not obtain the Tenseigan but instead became the Jinchūriki of the Ten-Tails.
Pitch-black chakra flowed around him, lifting Toneri high into the air.
In his eyes, the whites were replaced by pure black, giving him an eerie, sinister look.
“Destroy this world.”
In the depths of Toneri’s mind, there was only one thought left.
The path of destruction began with Konoha.
With the endless supply of chakra from the Ten-Tails, even a casual move of his could cause immense destruction.
Explosions began from the Hyūga clan and gradually spread throughout Konoha.
Neji, not yet fully proficient with his Tenseigan, could only barely protect his three sisters. He tried to intercept Toneri but was unable to do so.
Because of Hanabi’s warning, Hiashi Hyūga also witnessed the birth of the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki.
He watched in disbelief.
In front of the current Toneri, he was like a toddler, utterly unqualified to fight.
“Run! Evacuate Konoha immediately! I command you all to survive!”
Hiashi painfully ordered the other Hyūga clan members.
This situation could already be described as a “natural disaster.”
When the Nine-Tails invaded Konoha years ago, so many people died, including the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze.
What would happen this time?
Hiashi did not know. He rushed to the Hokage’s office immediately.
The new generation of Konoha’s leadership was much more trustworthy than the previous decrepit ruling class.
Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade—their reputation and strength were reassuring.
In the face of such a calamity, the three Sannin became the backbone for Konoha’s noble clans and common citizens.
Meanwhile, Neji, protecting his three sisters, looked at Wang Yan with incredulous eyes.
He could not understand the other’s actions.
When Neji was training his Tenseigan, he had secretly observed Tsunade.
He knew that Wang Yan had once promised Tsunade that no innocent Konoha residents would die because of his actions.
So what was happening now?
The innocent dead already numbered in the hundreds!
Under Toneri’s wanton destruction, the death toll was rapidly rising…
Neji’s mind was in turmoil.
“What are you thinking?” He could no longer contain his doubts and anger, questioning Wang Yan from a distance.
…
A few minutes earlier.
Beside the statues of Hashirama and Madara.
The waterfall roared as it cascaded down.
Obito removed his swirl-patterned mask, revealing a pale face.
His tone was cold, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to the air around him.
“Nagato believed that Konoha’s progress could truly end the chaos.”
“But how easy is it to end chaos? Religion, ideology, resources, land, hatred, love, momentary impulses—these foolish reasons can all become excuses for war!”
As he finished speaking, a man in traditional Uchiha attire appeared beside him.
It was Madara!
Playing with his flame-patterned fan, a slight smile tugged at his lips. “You’re right.”
During the First Shinobi War, the Second Mizukage, Gengetsu Hōzuki, and the Second Tsuchikage, Mū, perished together. Could the deep-seated hatred between Kirigakure and Iwagakure be so easily put aside?
During the alliance conference between Konoha and Kumogakure, the Gold and Silver Brothers staged a coup, leading to the tragic death of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. Who was to blame?
The Second Raikage didn’t want to take the blame; he was a victim too. But he had to bear it!
Konoha’s Sannin, “Konoha’s White Fang” Sakumo Hatake, Sunagakure’s Chiyo, Kirigakure’s Seven Ninja Swordsmen, Amegakure’s “Demi-God” Hanzō of the Salamander…
Even the Fourth Hokage, “Yellow Flash” Minato Namikaze, Hiashi Hyūga, Hizashi Hyūga, the previous Ino-Shika-Chō (Chōza Akimichi, Inoichi Yamanaka, Shikaku Nara), Shibi Aburame, Mikoto Uchiha, Tsume Inuzuka…
Their illustrious reputations were built on the corpses and blood of other shinobi!
Recalling the endless wars of the past, a cold expression appeared on Madara’s face.
As he was about to speak, an evil, profound chakra wave erupted from within Konoha.
“What is this?”
Obito’s pupils contracted into dangerous pinpoints. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in shock.
This chakra was even more ominous than the Nine-Tails, with a terrifying intensity that defied belief.
After ruling out all impossibilities, the remaining option, however unspeakable, had to be the truth.
“The Ten-Tails! Why has such a thing appeared?”
Madara patted Obito’s shoulder. This war-torn hero had a calm demeanor.
He laughed softly, “Don’t worry, this is precisely our opportunity.”
The more chaotic the world, the greater their chances of success!
After a brief conversation, they quickly reached a consensus, using transformation techniques to disguise themselves and blending into the crowd, infiltrating Konoha against the flow of people.
…
Wang Yan did not respond to Neji’s question.
In his mind, he asked the support system, “Don’t you think my behavior pattern is a bit abnormal? Is this a symptom of dissociative identity disorder?”
Wang Yan felt that his actions this time were somewhat out of character, appearing a bit…
Willful.
However, the five external bodies of Riven, Yasuo, Tryndamere, Fiora, and Master Yi were still functioning normally, living according to their respective personalities.
The support system quickly responded, “Master God, based on comprehensive analysis of your past behavior, this situation is caused by your indifferent subconscious and ruthless nature. Such actions align with your interests, bringing you an additional 163,500 resource points.”
Wang Yan shrugged, deciding not to argue with the rigid system.
Swoosh!
A wooden stake suddenly split the soil, transforming into a human figure in front of Wang Yan.
It was a wood clone of Hashirama Senju.
He looked at Wang Yan with a solemn expression. “You have broken your promise.”
Hearing this, Wang Yan shook his head, replying seriously, “I said that no innocent people would die permanently because of the Ten-Tails.”
At these words, Hashirama Senju instinctively wanted to refute but suddenly realized something.
He swallowed his words and sighed empathetically, “Such a tragic disaster…”
“Now, it might be the greatest turmoil in history…”
“I only hope that you truly mean what you say.”
He believed he understood Wang Yan’s meaning.
“No permanent death” implied that the current deaths of Konoha residents were temporary, with a possibility of resurrection.
Although Hashirama did not know what means Wang Yan would use, he had no choice but to believe.
Dealing with just the Ten-Tails was already overwhelming. Angering Wang Yan could spell disaster for not just Konoha but perhaps even the combined forces of the Five Great Nations.
Even though Wang Yan was acting like a villainous overlord, Hashirama could not turn against him, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Wang Yan raised an eyebrow, clearly disagreeing with Hashirama’s statement.
Tragic disaster? Greatest turmoil?
During the Wanli era at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was a famine in Shandong.
Not only did people eat each other, but it also reached the point where “human meat was sold in the market for six wen per jin.”
During this period, the Wanli Emperor’s son, Fu Wang Zhu Changxun, got married, spending 300,000 taels of silver on the wedding.
In the world of Naruto, although the behavior of the daimyos was not much better, the fertile land and the existence of chakra made social productivity relatively advanced.
With great power in individuals, those at the top of the social pyramid dared not act too excessively.
At least in the ninja world, even in the most chaotic periods, there was no cannibalism.
A group of ungrateful wretches…
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