Naruto: I, Shikotsumyaku, Byakugan Princess

Outside Konoha Village.

The crimson glow of the sunset still lingered, while the deep blue twilight slowly spread, and a slight chill permeated the evening breeze as the sunlight faded.

Sarutobi Asuma led the ninjas of the first line of defense, firmly blocking the way to Konoha, while the ninjas of the four major ninja villages and Kusagakure scattered throughout the forest, whispering amongst themselves.

Click!

A flame shot out from the steel lighter, and the smoke drifted away with the evening breeze. With a cigarette butt in his mouth, Sarutobi Asuma irritably threw down the still-burning cigarette butt and stomped on it, leaving a pile of cigarette butts of all sizes on the ground.

Why isn't Xiangzhen back yet?

Could something really have happened in the village?
Looking back at the location of Konoha, his view was blocked by the dense canopy of trees. The thought of the overwhelming gray light filled him with an ominous premonition.

The light felt extremely unfriendly to him.

When the light shone on his body, he felt as if his clothes tightened up. The surrounding natural environment underwent some kind of change, and his "Welcoming Thousand Hands Kill" was suppressed. Even with all the chakra he used, he could only manifest a golden phantom, and could not form a Guanyin Buddha statue at all.

This situation is obviously abnormal.

Asma took a deep breath, and the dim orange-red glow on the cigarette butt immediately lit up.

'Talent of the Immortal Clan' is a secret technique of the Fire Temple, which has extremely high requirements for mental will.

One must spend years studying the temple's Buddhist scriptures and secret texts, and then meditate and cultivate the mind of Buddha until the practitioner reaches a wondrous state of 'not quite empty,' in which case it is possible to refine a special chakra containing the essence of 'immortality.'

This type of chakra is neutral and balanced, unable to undergo any kind of nature change. Its power is not stronger than that of ordinary chakra; on the contrary, due to its calm nature, it is much weaker than ordinary chakra.

However, when monks manipulate special chakra outside their bodies, they can quickly capture a special energy in the world and fight with it, making them extremely powerful!

Because this secret technique was too terrifyingly powerful, the monk who developed it believed that:

This technique utilizes the immense power of heaven and earth that only the immortals can master, hence this special chakra that harnesses the power of heaven and earth is named 'Immortal Talent'.

of course.

The learned Sarutobi Asuma was not misled by these mysterious titles.

As the son of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, no matter how rebellious he was, the amount of information he possessed was incomparable to that of the monks in the Fire Temple.

Natural energy is no secret to him.

Although the title of "Talent of the Immortal Clan" is prestigious, in his view, its essence is to use the "simulation" nature of chakra, first enter a kind of spiritual state similar to the unity of man and nature, and then simulate chakra with natural energy properties.

It is the same as the Water Release and Fire Release chakra.

The term "Sage's Talent" can also be called chakra that has undergone transformation through the nature of "nature." Water Release chakra can manipulate external water flow, and "Natural Chakra" can certainly also manipulate "natural energy."

Then, by harnessing natural energy, it undergoes shape changes, evolving into a giant Buddha statue that integrates offense and defense. Later, it continues to cultivate Zen, comprehending "anger" from "emptiness," and can even transform into Vajra King with ultimate offensive capabilities.

He hasn't mastered the power of the Ming King yet, but he's already very familiar with the Thousand Hands Killing Technique and would never fail. It's clear that the gray light is causing problems with the natural environment.

Sarutobi Asuma worriedly extinguished the cigarette that had already burned to his lips, took out another cigarette from the pack in his pocket and lit it casually. The evening breeze carried the smoke to the Cloud Village team.

"Cough cough... That bastard just won't stop!"

Karui, sitting downwind, covered his nose and looked at the middle-aged man with one hair sticking out from the distance, his dissatisfaction almost overflowing.

They came to participate in the Chunin Exams, not to purify the air in Konoha!

They were told to wait a moment, but now the sun is almost setting and the Third Hokage's orders still haven't arrived. Leaving them here to feed the mosquitoes, and then sending a big smoker to block the door and release poison, clearly shows they don't take the Cloud Village ninjas seriously.

The Konoha ninjas are so rude!

"Karui, just bear with it a little longer. Maybe the Third Hokage is already dead..." Omoi with white hair whispered, his expression solemn, as if he could already imagine the Cloud Village being destroyed by the gray light.

You can talk!

Atsui cautiously glanced in the direction of the Konoha ninjas, and seeing that they hadn't suddenly become enraged and summoned tens of thousands of swordsmen to surround and kill him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This gave Darui, the Jonin leading the team, a real headache.

Karui has a fiery temper and is easily angered, Omoi is overly pessimistic and speaks without considering the situation, and the only normal one, Atsi, is somewhat timid and has no say in the team.

They're fine in the village, but now that they're in the dangerous Konoha and they're still talking like this, they're bound to clash with the ninjas here sooner or later.

The Cloud Village ninjas admire violence and are not afraid of fighting, but this is, after all, Konoha's headquarters, and they will definitely suffer if a conflict breaks out.

Then, thinking back to the reconnaissance mission assigned by the Fourth Raikage...

so troublesome!
Scratching his head, Darui sighed and sat cross-legged on the tree stump he had just cut down. He figured they wouldn't let them into the village until the problem with Konoha was resolved, so he would probably have to spend the night here.

The evening breeze grew increasingly damp and cool, and the faint crescent moon in the sky faced the pale red glow, creating the spectacular sight of the sun and moon shining together in the same sky.

Many ninjas from other villages looked at the sky and immediately realized that it would be difficult to enter Konoha tonight.

The Cloud Village was dissatisfied, and the ninjas from other villages were not to be outdone, but none of them dared to cross the Konoha cordon. They could only sit together in small groups and chat idly.

The genin from Kusagakure were the noisiest among them, with some making bold speculations about the situation of the gray light, their shallow knowledge of ninjutsu causing the nearest Sunagakure ninja to laugh frequently.

In contrast, Iwagakure was extremely quiet.

Both Han and Chitu were taciturn, and Heitu wanted to chat with someone but didn't know where to start. He could only prop his chin up with his hand and look at the sky, lost in thought.

The members of Kirigakure were also discussing Gray Light, but these swordsmanship ninjas, whose minds were only focused on killing and fighting, couldn't come up with anything meaningful.

Chojuro offered several conjectures, only to shyly deny them all. Hozuki Suigetsu was completely at a loss and could only turn to Ao, whom he didn't think much of, to ask this renowned sensory ninja for his insights.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Qing with a look of utter disbelief, his forehead and nose glistening with cold sweat!

"Teacher Qing?"

"Um!?"

The sudden sound startled Ao, who then saw Chojuro and the other two looking over with curiosity.

"what happened to you?"

Ringo Yuri found Ao's frightened appearance somewhat amusing, her mouth full of sharp teeth making her beautiful face look slightly ferocious.

"Oh, it's nothing..."

Ao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, no longer daring to look at the two female ninjas from Kusagakure.

The abyss-like killing intent of those two was something no genin could possess; they were at least two elite jonin. As for why the other party disguised themselves as genin to infiltrate Konoha, it had nothing to do with him, a ninja from Kirigakure, and he couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters.

When he found a suitable opportunity, he went to tell Chojuro and the others that they should not get into a conflict with the ninjas of the Land of Grass during the Chunin Exams, and that they should even give up the exams to protect themselves.

With elite Jonin and even Kage ninjas participating in the Chunin Exams, there's really no need for these inexperienced geniuses from Kirigakure to risk their lives against these old monsters from who-knows-where.

The other end.

Orochimaru and Ao were chatting idly.

"He seems to have spotted us. Let's find a chance to take him out."

"Alright, framing the Konoha ninja and dragging the Mizukage onto the ship might make the plan execute more smoothly." Hearing Orochimaru mention that outrageous Konoha collapse plan, Danzo licked his back teeth, feeling a bit disgusted.

How do you distinguish between white eyes?

"We'll see when the time comes..."

Indifferent and casual conversation rang out from the treetops. Orochimaru and Danzo had already decided Ao's life. They were somewhat interested in the Hyuga Byakugan, but not much.

This thing has considerable strategic significance, but its research value is relatively low, after all, the Hyuga clan has never really produced any outstanding strong individuals...

"Gaara, are you... are you alright?"

Just then, a trembling male voice came from the Sand Village.

Overwhelmed by fear, his voice involuntarily became shrill, drawing everyone's attention toward Sunagakure.

The forest suddenly fell silent.

Orochimaru and Danzo also fell silent, and together with everyone else looked in the direction of Sunagakure.

"Ho ho..."

Gaara covered his forehead with one hand, his dark circles appearing even deeper as night approached.

Feeling everyone's gaze focused on him, he forced his eyes open, revealing bloodshot streaks in the whites of his eyes, and involuntarily let out a suppressed roar, like a wild beast before an attack.

"Hey, that guy from Sunagakure, his eyes are kind of scary."

"He might have some kind of illness!"

"It sounds like a rabies attack..."

Unable to tell which ninja was whispering, Gaara felt as if he had returned to his childhood, being stared at as a monster, which made his already unstable mental state even worse.

rustle……

The yellow sand, reeking of blood, spread silently across the ground.

Han was sitting on the ground observing Asuma, who possessed the talent of the Sage Clan. Sensing the unusual chakra aura here, he instantly raised his head, and the chakra belonging to the Five-Tails Kokuou within his body began to gradually heat up.

The opponent is also a Jinchūriki!
Seeing Gaara's expression gradually change, Han's eyes suddenly held a hint of something indescribable.

He suffered greatly in order to control the power of the tailed beasts back then, and his experiences of going berserk were countless, so he was very familiar with their state.

What exactly happened in Sunagakure?

Why send an uncontrollable jinchūriki to participate in the exam?

Han was filled with dissatisfaction. No matter how strong Kurotsuchi and Akatsuchi were, they could never be a match for the tailed beasts. Just as the Third Hokage had said, there were no small fry among those who came to participate in the Chunin Exams this time!

The unusually tall Chitu shielded Heitu behind him, his massive body forming a solid shield.

Swish!
The giant folding fan blocked the sand and also blocked the strange looks from the crowd. Temari stood in front of Gaara, looking at his white teeth and bloodshot eyes, her body trembling with fear.

"Gaara, calm down."

Kankuro, who was behind him, was regretting his earlier loss of voice. When he saw his sister Temari stopping Gaara, worry immediately appeared in his eyes.

When Gaara gets into a fit of rage, he becomes completely ruthless, not caring whether they are blood relatives or not.

"Hmm~"

Gaara's eyes showed a struggle, clearly recognizing Temari struggling against the monster that went berserk at night.

Do not know why.

The moment he saw the sky filled with gray light, he felt that Shukaku's corrosive power had weakened considerably, and he even felt a faint sense of fear.

It was precisely because he sensed the fear emanating from the monster within him that he disregarded Maki's orders and rushed towards Konoha. But now, seemingly sensing the fading power of the gray light, the monster has become agitated again, even more violent than before.

The sandy yellow alien chakra kept invading his consciousness.

A bloodthirsty killing intent surged continuously. Gaara stared at Temari, whose body was trembling before him. His eyes rolled back, and his rationality was gradually swallowed up by the tailed beast's chakra.

rustle!

Yellow sand flowed from the gourd on its back. The yellow sand, imbued with the power of the guardian crane, carried a faint fishy smell in the evening breeze. Some of the sand even showed a disgusting dark red color, and it was unknown how many people it had buried.

"That person is suspicious, be careful!"

Aomoto, already on edge from Orochimaru and his companion's antics, immediately warned Chojuro, who was peering towards Sunagakure, upon sensing Shukaku's power.

Smoke instantly erupted from the hands of Hozuki Suigetsu and Ringo Ameyuri. The two, who had not inherited the ninja swords, only took out two standard long swords. Chojuro was clumsily untying the bandages on the two swords, and his handsome face, which looked like that of a well-behaved student, showed a coldness.

Qing's voice was completely unmasked, and it sounded extremely loud in the quiet evening breeze.

The others immediately noticed Gaara's unusual behavior. Some of the ninjas sitting on the ground sprang up instantly, and almost simultaneously, everyone began to reach for their weapons.

Lightning, like flowing water, slowly seeped from Darui's body.

bass! bass!
Karui and Omoi stood on either side of the tall Atsi, their eyes cold and their blades drawn from behind them.

Seeing that the ninjas of the four great nations were all ready, the rabble of Kusagakure finally came to their senses and hurriedly pulled out their weapons, making a series of clanging sounds.

Hearing these noises, Gaara, who was already on the verge of losing his temper, became even more agitated.

His murderous gaze fell upon the brightly colored female ninja from Kusagakure, and he couldn't help but think of that disgusting man!

call!
He suddenly spread his five fingers and pointed them at Karin, whose expression was panicked, his eyes filled with crazed bloodshot veins.

"No, Gaara!"

"Don't go there!"

Temari frantically tried to step forward to stop him, but Kankuro grabbed her. Maki was now at a loss for what to do.

If Shukaku goes berserk here, the entire Konoha Crush plan will be ruined!
Temari was unable to awaken Gaara's will, nor could she stop Shukaku, and could only watch helplessly as Gaara's condition worsened.

"Hey, what's that redhead doing? Stop causing trouble!"

Asuma, who was anxiously waiting for news from the village, noticed the unusual movements of the group of ninjas from other villages. He walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, his already unfriendly face now filled with annoyance.

"Ho ho..."

As the tiny spark, extremely conspicuous in the night, flickered closer, Gaara, driven to madness, drooled and strange sand-transformation runes appeared on his face as he used his escape technique!
As Asma approached, he saw the drooling Calabash Brother slowly turn his head, and the chilling killing intent choked him to speak.

"you……"

call!
Like a surging wave of yellow sand, carrying the stench of blood, it rushed madly toward Asma, swallowing him up in almost an instant!
Finished!

Maki leaned back slightly, his expression filled with profound despair, as if his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, had finally died. (End of Chapter)