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The Third Hokage knew exactly what this technique was, and he absolutely could not allow Orochimaru to desecrate Konoha's ancestors!
He instantly threw out three specially made shuriken, his hands forming a hand seal: "Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!"
The three shuriken instantly multiplied into hundreds in mid-air, shooting towards the three coffins like a metal storm! The objective was clear—to interrupt the spell!
A series of impacts rang out, and most of the shurikens hit the coffins, especially the one engraved with the character "four".
The coffin lid was subjected to special treatment, with countless shuriken nails embedded in it, forcibly suppressing and closing any gaps that had opened.
The coffin shook violently, and a roar of resentment came from inside, but it ultimately could not be opened.
However, the lids of the other two coffins—engraved with the characters "初" (first) and "二" (second)—slid off amidst the violent shaking!
Amidst the billowing dust, two figures slowly emerged from the coffin.
The person on the left has long black hair and wears layered red armor. His face is resolute and calm, but his eyes carry the confusion of someone just waking up and a deep stillness.
He exuded a boundless vitality like a vast forest, yet he was bound by a deathly force, making him appear contradictory and eerie.
The person on the right has a silver spiky hairstyle and is also wearing blue layered armor. His face is stern, and his eyes are sharp as knives, filled with scrutiny and coldness.
The moment he appeared, an incomparably sharp sense of space spread out.
It was none other than Hashirama Senju, the founder of Konoha Village and the God of Shinobi!
And his younger brother, Tobirama Senju, who developed countless forbidden techniques!
"This is... Impure World Reincarnation?"
Tobirama frowned, feeling himself bound, and his icy gaze instantly locked onto Orochimaru, the caster: "A forbidden technique that manipulates the souls of the dead... Blasphemy!"
Hashirama looked around at his surroundings, his gaze sweeping over the familiar Hokage Rock.
Finally, it landed in Konoha Village, which was shrouded in a barrier and was in a state of chaos and burning.
And on the Third Hokage opposite him, an old man whose spine was still straight.
His eyes were filled with sorrow and disbelief: "Monkeys...Konoha...how could it have become like this?"
The third generation's heart sank to the bottom; the situation he least wanted to face had arrived.
He clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "First Hokage, Second Hokage... I apologize for disturbing your slumber. This is... a crisis for Konoha!"
"Hehehe... Let's end our reminiscing here."
Orochimaru licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a crazed light: "My two former Hokage, please enjoy this first battle after your 'rebirth'! The target is the one standing before you... the Third Hokage!"
Just as the reanimated Hashirama and Tobirama turned their gazes toward the Third Hokage, and Orochimaru prepared to control them to launch an attack, the atmosphere on the entire rooftop plummeted to freezing point. Even the purple flames of the Four Purple Flames Formation seemed to roar silently in that instant—
A barely perceptible glint of cold light shot out silently from a shadowy corner outside the barrier at an extremely tricky angle!
It was an ordinary-looking, standard shuriken.
"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
A deep voice sounded.
The shuriken that flew to the edge of the Four Purple Flame Formation instantly split into dozens of pieces, scattering like flowers from a celestial maiden onto one side of the Four Purple Flame Formation.
"Hmph, stupid!"
Orochimaru and the four Sound Ninja who were maintaining the barrier both sneered inwardly.
This kind of attack wouldn't even tickle the barrier; it would be instantly incinerated by the purple flames!
However, a bizarre scene unfolded!
The dozens of shuriken did not attack the barrier itself, but collided and bounced off each other at the moment of contact!
A series of dense and crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out!
One of the shuriken, after several exquisite collisions, underwent an extremely subtle deflection.
As if controlled by an invisible hand, they narrowly missed the edge of the Four Purple Flame Array.
Like a swimming fish, it pierced through the theoretically absolutely sealed barrier! It shot into the interior of the Four Purple Flame Formation and landed on the ground not far from the Third Hokage's feet!
"what?!"
Orochimaru, the Sound Four, and even the reanimated Hashirama and Tobirama all showed a moment of astonishment! How could this be?!
How could a shuriken possibly penetrate the Four Purple Flames Formation?!
Only the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, had his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on the shuriken pinned to the ground.
Especially that tiny, yet soul-shaking Flying Thunder God Technique mark on the surface!
His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints! This technique…
This way of marking spatial coordinates… he knew it all too well! This is impossible!
In the very first tenth of a second when everyone was stunned by this unbelievable scene!
A golden flash appeared without warning next to the shuriken that was driven into the ground!
Speed! Speed that transcends thought! Speed that transcends spatial limitations!
It was as if he had always been there!
A figure appeared out of thin air.
He was dressed in simple, common ninja attire, and his blond hair was dazzling.
It's Naruto! Naruto Uzumaki, the Jinchuriki of Konoha Village.
My calculations were wrong; the meeting between Edo Tensei Hashirama and Madara will have to wait until the next chapter. (πーπ)
Chapter 116 Reunion After the Valley of the End
Inside the Four Purple Flame Array, the air seemed to solidify into heavy lead blocks, and every inch of space was filled with destructive heat and suffocating despair.
Purple flames burned silently on the transparent barrier wall, distorting the light and completely severing the world inside and outside the barrier.
The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, this seasoned "Professor of Ninjutsu".
At this moment, his hair and beard stood on end, and flames of anger burned in his cloudy old eyes.
Staring intently at his former beloved student, now a Konoha rogue ninja—
The resurrected Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju are like ghosts stepping out of a historical painting.
The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, had a face filled with disbelief and deep sorrow at the sight before him.
His gaze swept across the burning village below, finally settling on the aged Third Hokage: "Monkey... Konoha... how did it become like this?"
The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, had a silver spiky hairstyle and layered blue armor.
His sharp eyes, like the cold edge of a blade, immediately sensed his abnormal state and the feeling of being restrained.
His brow furrowed, and a chilling killing intent instantly locked onto Orochimaru, the caster: "Impure World Reincarnation? A forbidden technique that manipulates the souls of the dead... Blasphemy! Orochimaru, your sins are unforgivable!"
Orochimaru, however, was completely unconcerned. His golden vertical pupils flashed with a crazy and excited light as he licked his lips.
Relishing the morbid pleasure derived from this desecration of the sages: "Hehehe... Enough of the reminiscing. My two former Hokage, please enjoy this first battle after your 'rebirth'! The target is this one before you... the Third Hokage! Attack!"
Just as Orochimaru activated the Impure World Reincarnation technique, and Hashirama and Tobirama uncontrollably leaned forward slightly, preparing to attack the Third Hokage at the critical moment—
An ordinary shuriken, like a ghost, pierced through the theoretically absolutely sealed Four Purple Flame Array!
"what?!"
The sinister smiles on Orochimaru's and the Sound Four's faces, which were maintaining the barrier, froze instantly, replaced by utter astonishment.
This completely defies their understanding! How could a shuriken possibly penetrate the Four Purple Flame Array, which is so powerful it's practically igniting upon contact?!
Only Tobirama Senju, with his incredibly perceptive eyes, was fixated on the shuriken deeply embedded in the ground.
On the surface of the shuriken was a familiar, yet different, spell mark.
His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and he growled in a hoarse voice, "Impossible! The way this spell's coordinates are constructed... is...?!"
A golden flash appeared without warning next to the shuriken that was driven into the ground!
A figure appeared out of thin air.
He was dressed in simple ninja attire, his striking blond hair standing out vividly against the purple flames—
It's Naruto Uzumaki!
"Naruto?!"
The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, gasped in shock, his heart leaping into his throat!
How did this child manage to barge in?!
The inside of this barrier is a hundred times more dangerous than the outside!
Orochimaru was filled with shock and rage: "Jinchūriki?! How could you... Flying Thunder God Technique?! Impossible! Minato Namikaze is dead!"
He didn't believe that anyone other than Minato could master the Flying Thunder God Technique, a space-time ninjutsu that even Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't learn.
However, what is even more shocking is yet to come.
Within the sealed space, a sea of scarlet chakra surged.
Naruto's consciousness anxiously looked outside: "Dad! Why did you control my body to come here? Sasuke is still in danger down there! Gaara's condition is terrifying!"
Madara slowly stood up from Kurama's head: "Don't worry about Sasuke. I can sense that someone has already gone to provide support. That person is enough to beat that tanuki into a cat."
The Nine-Tails' enormous head lay prone, its blood-red beast eyes gleaming with schadenfreude: "Old Madara is right. Konoha's counterattack is about to begin. All we need to do is deal with the situation at hand."
It flicked the tip of its tail and poked Madara. "Hey, old Madara, what are you dawdling for? Hashirama is right in front of us."
Madara Uchiha stretched his neck, and his crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan pierced through Naruto's vision.
He clearly saw the figure that was etched in his memory—Hashirama Senju.
A barely perceptible smile played at the corners of his lips, and his deep voice echoed through the sealed space: "Trust me, Naruto, someone else will clean up the mess. Now, it's our turn!"
In the real world, Madara, who looks like Naruto, raises his head.
Those once azure eyes have now transformed into the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, swirling with eerie and intricate patterns!
"Those eyes...?!"
Hashirama Senju trembled violently, as if struck by lightning!