Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 318 On the way to Amegakure
The smoke and dust slowly settled, as if drawing a curtain on this brief but fierce battle.

The once lush heart of the forest now presents an apocalyptic scene.

A massive, charred crater nearly a kilometer in diameter replaced the once lush greenery. The trees, soil, and rocks inside the crater were all vaporized or blown away by the terrifying energy of the Tailed Beast Ball explosion, leaving only scorching ground and twisted debris.

However, even more shocking than the deep crater from the explosion was the enormous sword mark that ran across the entire bottom of the crater and continued to extend for thousands of meters to both sides of the forest!
The mark was several meters wide and bottomless, with smooth, mirror-like edges, as if it had been cleaved out by a god's giant sword.

Wherever the sword marks passed, everything was completely annihilated, creating a stark and eerie contrast with the surrounding environment, which was shattered by the explosion.

This mark silently testifies to the destructive power contained within that golden lightsaber, far exceeding that of the Tailed Beast Ball.

On the other side of the crater, Minato Namikaze, Touya Akimichi, and Jacques Inuzuka, along with the sentry ninja, stood like stone statues, unable to recover from the shocking sight before them for a long time.

The air was thick with the mixed smells of gunpowder, scorched earth, and blood, which irritated their nasal passages.

Akimichi Tou's burly body trembled slightly. The iron rod in his hand had somehow been driven deep into the ground, supporting his somewhat limp body.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Killer Bee, who was being held in A's arms in the distance, his life hanging in the balance. He was particularly struck by the horrific wound on Killer Bee's chest that looked like it had split a person in two. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Hey... Minato, Jaw, look... that kind of injury... ribs and internal organs... can this person really survive?"

He had experienced many battles and had seen such horrific casualties during the Second Shinobi World War, but he had never seen such horrifying injuries before.

Inuzuka Jax knelt on the ground, soothing the ninja dog Daimaru, who was burying his head between his legs, whimpering in fear, and with his tail tightly tucked between his legs. He gasped and muttered, "Too...too terrifying! The explosion of the Tailed Beast Ball was enough to destroy a large city! But that boy...that attack of his actually pierced through the Tailed Beast Ball, leaving such a mark! He even cleaved the fully transformed Eight-Tails in two..."

He looked up at Minato, his eyes filled with lingering fear and deep worry. "This terrifying power... if it were to appear on the battlefield of the future Shinobi World War... he alone would be enough to decide the outcome of a major battle, no, even the entire war!"

Minato Namikaze remained silent, his gaze sweeping across the devastated battlefield before finally settling on Menma, who was suspended in mid-air, his golden light gradually fading.

His expression was more solemn than ever before.

As a user of the Flying Thunder God Technique, his perception of space and chakra energy far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Through the Flying Thunder God kunai scattered across the battlefield, most of which had been destroyed in the explosion, he clearly felt the collision of two world-destroying energies in that instant.

The Tailed Beast Ball's rampage and the terrifying, annihilating strike of the golden light sword!
The latter caused him far more palpitations than the former.

Apart from the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, he had never heard of any other ninja whose power could so easily suppress a tailed beast.

Even the current Third Raikage would have to go all out to suppress the Eight-Tails!

Minato's gaze was particularly focused on the several black Truth-Seeking Balls that were slowly rotating behind Menma.

'Just now... he only used one of those small black spheres to condense such a terrifying lightsaber...' Minato calculated rapidly in his mind, a chill rising from his spine.

'If he uses multiple at the same time... then the power... I'm afraid it could really be...' He dared not think any further; that image was enough to make any ninja despair.

This young man possesses power that far exceeds the current ninja world's understanding, and has probably reached or even surpassed the 'God of Shinobi' Hashirama Senju!
Standing in the air, Menma's dazzling golden chakra slowly receded into his body like a tide, and the Tenseigan in his forehead quietly closed, leaving only a faint trace.

He looked down at the destruction he had caused, his eyes calm and unwavering.

This was indeed the first time he had personally used Truth-Seeking Balls to condense and unleash "Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion" in the Tenseigan Chakra Mode.

Unlike the last time in the Land of Stars, when he used the giant Tenseigan to launch a long-range attack on the three invading Pain bodies, this time he personally experienced the sense of control over this power in his hands.

He vividly remembered the terrifying scene in the movie where Toneri Otsutsuki used six Truth-Seeking Balls to unleash the Kinrin Tensei Baku, splitting the moon in two with a single blow.

Menma didn't want to cause a commotion like splitting a planet at this stage, and he certainly didn't want to destroy the ninja world of this world.

Therefore, he deliberately used only one Truth-Seeking Ball and meticulously controlled the amount of chakra he output.

Even so, Killer Bee's Eight-Tails Perfect Form Tailed Beast Transformation was killed in one blow, and the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki Killer Bee was on the verge of death.

This power truly deserves the name "Tensekaigan".

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the fourth generation Ai, who was holding Killer Bee.

Mianma's calm voice rang out, looking down at Ai's ears without the slightest emotion:
"Take your brother back now and find the best medical ninja to save him. Maybe he can still be saved. If you delay any longer, you might as well prepare to collect his corpse."

After saying that, he didn't look at the Yunyin group again. With a slight movement, he transformed into a golden streak of light and sped off towards the western horizon, leaving only a gradually fading trail of light in the air.

The instant he flew over the Konoha members, Minato Namikaze instinctively looked up.

Their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

From the two black eyes that glanced at him, Minato saw no triumph of victory, no cruelty of killing, and no feigned profundity, only a calm that seemed to encompass all things yet disregard everything, as deep as an abyss.

That one glance filled Minato with a mix of emotions, confusion and wariness.

Mianma's figure quickly disappeared into the horizon.

When the fourth generation Ai heard Menma's words, it was as if he had grasped at the last straw.

He suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring intently in the direction where the numb face had disappeared, burying that deep-seated hatred and fear deep in his heart.

Without hesitation, A carefully used his chakra to temporarily protect Killer Bee's horrific chest wound, preventing further injury. Then, he scooped his brother up and roared at the terrified Cloud Village ninja, "Go! Back to Cloud Village immediately! Full speed ahead!"

Two figures, carrying the critically injured Killer Bee, fled in haste, disappearing into another direction in the dense forest, without even leaving behind a harsh word.

Only after the people of Yunyin completely disappeared did this ravaged forest truly fall into deathly silence.

Minato Namikaze slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance, took a deep breath of the acrid air, and forced himself to calm down.

He turned to his companion, who was still in shock, his voice still gentle, but tinged with solemnity and determination:
"Dongtung, E, we must retreat immediately! We must bring back all the information about what happened here to the village as quickly as possible!"

His gaze swept once more over the massive sword mark that ran across the battlefield, and the terrifying crater at its center.

…………

Leaving the forest ravaged by battle, Menma felt quite relieved.

They taught the future invincible Fourth Raikage and Eight-Tails Jinchuriki a lesson, verified the power of the Tenseigan Chakra Mode, and incidentally planted some variables for the future of this world. This casual "activity" was quite fruitful.

He maintained a low altitude and proceeded slowly and steadily toward Amegakure in the west.

The dazzling golden chakra around his body slowly receded like a tide, eventually disappearing completely into his body. The majestic golden Tenseigan on his forehead was left with only a faint vertical mark, which then gradually faded away as if it had never existed.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the smooth skin in the center of his forehead. He could clearly sense the Tenseigan hidden beneath the skin, which contained vast power. It was like a sleeping dragon, ready to awaken again at any moment.

"Tensekaigan Chakra Mode..." Menma activated Kagura's Mind's Eye while flying. His immense perception spread rapidly outwards from him like invisible ripples, covering an area of ​​tens of kilometers in radius.

He carefully searched for any traces of chakra that might be related to the elderly Madara Uchiha or White Zetsu, while also mentally analyzing the changes within himself.

“There are indeed some signs of ‘atavism’ in its form,” he murmured to himself, his voice fading into the wind.

"Not only did it grow horns similar to those of the Otsutsuki clan, but it also opened a third eye in the center of its forehead, just like Kaguya Otsutsuki... This kind of change in form is quite interesting." Far from feeling uncomfortable, he actually thought it was even better.

"In this way, my original Mangekyou Sharingan will not have to bear the full burden of the Tenseigan mode, leaving enough space and possibility for their future further evolution, such as the Rinnegan."

Just as Menma's thoughts were racing, the sky gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the horizon orange-red.

He has already flown to the border area between the Land of Grass and the Land of Rain.

Below, rolling hills and dense forests create a serene atmosphere.

Suddenly, he expanded his perception to its limit and caught a faint but strangely familiar chakra fluctuation.

"What is this?" Mianma frowned slightly, his flight speed suddenly slowed down, and he hovered in the air.

He carefully discerned the direction from which the chakra was coming from, where several other chakras filled with malice and bloodlust were mixed in, clearly indicating that some wicked thing was being done.

"The Land of Grass..." He instantly thought of a certain possibility, and his eyes turned slightly cold.

He changed his original route, which was to fly straight towards Amegakure without hesitation, and his figure transformed into a blurry streak of light as he sped off in the direction he sensed.

Before long, Mianma arrived above a small village located in a valley.

The village, built against the mountain, was not large in scale, but at this moment it was a mess, with cries, shouts, and the sounds of weapons clashing all mixed together.

Five ninjas wearing headbands from Kusagakure were like hungry wolves that had broken into a flock of sheep, ruthlessly capturing the panicked villagers.

They were brutal; any villager who showed the slightest resistance or attempt to escape was mercilessly swung with a kunai, instantly taking their life. Several villagers' corpses lay on the ground, their blood staining the soil red.

"Sir! We found her!" Two Grass Ninja roughly dragged a thin, red-haired girl and shoved her in front of a Grass Ninja Jonin who seemed to be their leader, their tone filled with excited boasting.

"Just like the intelligence report! Red hair, red eyes, and special regenerative abilities! He must be an orphan of the Uzumaki clan!" The grass ninja was lean, with a sinister look in his eyes and a hideous scar on his face.

Upon hearing this, a greedy glint flashed in his eyes. He reached out his rough hand, grabbed the girl's chin, and forced her to lift her face, which was pale with fear but still showed delicate features.

After examining her carefully for a moment, he roughly grabbed the girl's slender arm, opened his mouth, revealing his yellowed teeth, and bit down on her without any mercy!
"Ah!" The girl let out a short, painful scream as two rows of clear teeth marks appeared on her arm, from which blood seeped out.

However, the next moment, something amazing happened.

The bleeding at the wound stopped quickly, and the muscle tissue began to wriggle and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, most of the teeth marks disappeared, leaving only a few traces of blood to prove the injury.

A surge of vital energy flowed into the body of the Grass Ninja Jonin through the wound, seemingly alleviating some of the hidden injuries he had accumulated from years of missions, and making his chakra much more active.

"Hahaha! Good! Good!" The Grass Ninja released his grip, feeling the warm current surging within his body, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, his face filled with ecstasy.

"Such regenerative power, such immense vitality and chakra! As expected of the Uzumaki clan! Truly a blessing upon Kusagakure! With her, the treatment of our village's injured ninjas will undergo a qualitative leap!"

"My lord!" Another grass ninja stepped forward, lowered his voice, and glanced at the villagers who had been gathered together and were trembling with fear.

“What about these villagers? They saw our actions and they know about this girl’s special circumstances…”

The ecstatic joy on the face of the Grass Ninja Jonin vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling killing intent.

He gave the terrified villagers a sinister look: "We must ensure that information about the Uzumaki clan is not leaked to other ninja villages, especially Konoha! Do you understand what to do?"

The grass ninjas understood immediately and replied in unison, "Yes, sir! We understand!"

They drew their kunai and ninja swords, their faces contorted with cruel smiles, and approached the unarmed villagers.

"No! Don't!" The red-haired girl who was being held back struggled to rush over when she saw this, but was held down firmly by the grass ninja.

Her eyes filled with tears as she desperately pleaded, "I'm the one you're looking for! I'll go with you! Please, let them go! They're innocent!"

"Hmph!" The grass ninja snorted coldly, his eyes showing no pity, but rather impatience at the girl's struggle.

He suddenly punched the girl hard in the stomach!

"Ugh!" The girl groaned in pain, her body curling up like a shrimp. The intense pain caused her to lose all her strength instantly, and she collapsed to the ground.

The Grass Village Jonin, still not satisfied, raised his ninja-shoe-clad foot and stomped hard on the girl's fiery red hair, pressing her face into the cold earth. His voice was full of contempt and cruelty: "A mere orphan of a defeated ninja clan, a walking 'medicine bag,' what right do you have to make demands? It's your honor to contribute to Grass Village!"

He raised his head and shouted sternly at his subordinates who had already raised their swords: "Execute the order! Leave no one alive!"

"Yes!"

The cold kunai reflected a chilling light in the setting sun, aimed at the villagers who had closed their eyes in despair or let out their final cries.

The red-haired girl was trampled to the ground, her tears mixed with the mud, blurring her vision. Boundless despair overwhelmed her like a cold tide.

At this critical moment, a clear voice rang out from the sky, reaching the ears of everyone present:

"King Kong Blockade."

next moment!
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
Five dazzling golden rays of light, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky, descended from the heavens!

Those were five chains made entirely of highly condensed chakra. They were like giant golden pythons with life, carrying a powerful sealing aura, and shot towards the five Kusagakure ninjas with incredible precision at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive!
"what?!"

"Ugh!"

"Pfft!"

Exclamations, screams, and the sound of a sharp blade piercing through a body rang out almost simultaneously!

The four grass ninjas who were about to kill the villagers had no time to react before the golden chains pierced their chests or vital organs!

The powerful sealing force contained in the chains instantly destroyed their life force, throwing them away like rag dolls, crashing into distant walls or tree trunks, killing them on the spot!

The strongest Grass Ninja Jonin sensed a fatal crisis the moment the sound rang out. He instinctively tried to use the Substitution Jutsu, but the golden chains were too fast!
He only had time to see a golden light flash before his eyes before a heart-wrenching pain shot through his chest!

He looked down in disbelief and saw a golden chain protruding from his chest, hot blood still dripping from its tip.

He struggled to lift his head and look up at the sky. His vision began to blur, and he could only see a blurry figure slowly descending from the sky.

“Whirlpool… Whirlpool… Clan… How could this be…” With his last bit of strength, he uttered these words filled with horror and incomprehension. Then his eyes glazed over, his body went limp, and he died.

All of this happened too fast; from the sound of the voice to the deaths of all five Grass Ninja, only a single second had passed.

The villagers who had survived the ordeal, as well as the red-haired girl who had been trampled on the ground, all stared in stunned disbelief at this sudden reversal.

They looked up in fear and unease, watching the figure descend like a god slowly land.

He was a black-haired boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old. He had a handsome face and a terrifyingly calm gaze, as if he had just crushed five ninjas instead of five ants.

He was dressed in simple dark casual clothes, without any ninja village insignia on his body.

Menma didn't look at the corpses; his gaze fell on the red-haired girl who was still lying on the ground, her face covered in mud and tears.

He walked slowly forward, squatted down, reached out his hand, and gently helped the girl up.

He brushed the dirt from the girl's hair, looked into her eyes which were unusually bright with fear and tears, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, completely different from his cold-blooded attack just now. He said softly:
"Don't be afraid, it's all over now. Hello, my name is Uzumaki Menma, and I'm from your clan."

Mianma's gentle voice carried a soothing power, calming the girl's violently trembling body slightly.

Her red pupils stared blankly at Menma. Although she didn't know why he had black hair and black eyes, she could feel the faint chakra fluctuations on him that made her feel incredibly warm and at ease. The fear in her heart was gradually replaced by an unbelievable surprise and bewilderment.

She trembled slightly and answered in a weak, tearful voice, "You... hello... I, my name is Vanilla... Whirlpool Vanilla."

Menma nodded, his gaze sweeping over the five corpses of the grass ninja on the ground, and the surrounding villagers who were still in shock.

He reached into his robes and took out a blank sealing scroll, which he then skillfully unfolded.

Then the five golden chakra chains reappeared, like nimble arms, rolling up the five corpses and dragging them onto the scroll.

"seal up!"

With a grotesque expression, Mianma formed hand seals and uttered a low shout. The runes on the scroll glowed faintly, and the five corpses were instantly sucked into the scroll and disappeared.

The roll automatically rewinds, and the quilted fabric is rolled up again.

This swift and decisive action once again left the surrounding villagers speechless.

After doing all this, Menma looked at Uzumaki Vanilla again, his tone calm: "Vanilla, your identity has been exposed, and Kusagakure will not let this go. If you stay here, you will only bring disaster to the villagers who took you in. Come with me, I will take you to a relatively safe place."

Upon hearing this, Vortex Vanilla's delicate body trembled slightly.

She looked around at the villagers who had once given her warmth and shelter, but were now suffering an undeserved calamity because of her, their faces filled with fear. She also looked at the bloodstains on the ground that had not yet dried and the collapsed houses.

She understood that Mianma was right.

Her exposed identity has become the source of the disaster.

She bit her pale lower lip, a flicker of pain in her eyes, and finally, she nodded forcefully.

She turned to face the terrified villagers, bowed deeply, and said in a choked but clear voice, "I'm sorry... I've caused you all so much trouble... I've dragged you all into this... I'm so sorry... Please... get out of here quickly... go somewhere else... and start a new life..."

The villagers looked at the kind girl with mixed feelings. They felt relieved to have survived the ordeal, worried about her future, and even more so, bewildered and fearful of their unknown fate.

Menma didn't say anything more. He turned around and started walking towards Amegakure.

Vanilla took one last look at the valley she had once considered her home, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and quickly followed Menma's steps. The two figures soon disappeared into the deepening twilight and the shadows of the dense forest.

Only after their figures completely disappeared did the surviving villagers seem to awaken from a dream, bursting into suppressed sobs and panicked shouts.

They knew they couldn't stay there any longer.

The disappearance of the Grass Ninja will soon lead to more searches and retaliation.

They had to pack their bags immediately and, under the cover of night, flee this place of trouble to seek a new and slim chance of survival.

(End of this chapter)