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

Chapter 328 Faceless Skin VS Style One [Second Update 7K]

On Isshiki Otsutsuki's pale face, his golden 'black eye' and pure white left eye were fixed on Menma, his cold killing intent intertwined with his burning greed.

In his eyes, the boy with the Tenseigan was no longer just an enemy, but a peerless medicine that could heal his thousand-year-old wounds and even allow him to advance further!

If we can defeat it, we can refine it into a chakra elixir...

Menma floated in the air, his golden chakra burning like holy flames. Sensing Isshiki's undisguised covetous gaze, his own eyes ignited with an even more intense fighting spirit.

The Tenseigan Chakra Mode shone even brighter, and the golden Tenseigan on his forehead radiated an all-seeing light.

At this tense moment, on the verge of exploding, a satisfied and languid thought echoed in Menma's mental world: 'Hiccup~ Menma, I'm so full... This guy tasted good, but the chakra is a bit too much for me, I need to digest...'

A slight smile curved the corners of his lips.

'This time it absorbed so quickly! Last time, it took Xiao Jiu three or four days to eat the Ten-Tails.'

However, Menma then remembered that Xiao Jiu had eaten eight tailed beasts in the "Limited Tsukuyomi World" and then the Ten-Tails, and had already evolved beyond the Ten-Tails. So, it wouldn't take as long as last time to eat another Ten-Tails.

In the real world, he suddenly revealed a meaningful smile in the face of the fierce attack.

The next moment, without moving his hands, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot without a trace!
"Huh?!" Shiki's pupils suddenly contracted, and his golden 'black eye' instantly scanned the surroundings. His left white eye was also fully activated, and his 360-degree perspective swept across the entire desolate alien battlefield like a radar.

No!

Nowhere!
That guy seemed to have completely evaporated!
'How is that possible?! How could anyone completely hide under my blinding gaze?! Unless…' A sudden chill ran through Yishi's heart, and an ominous premonition washed over him like ice water.

'Unless he leaves this space!'

"Could it be... Oh no! The Ten-Tails!!" Isshiki suddenly exclaimed in shock, his face instantly turning extremely pale!

A dark red portal to a different time and space hastily opened in front of him, and he stepped into it without hesitation!
……

Inside the alternate dimension where the Ten-Tails is imprisoned.

When Isshiki burst out of the portal, the sight that greeted him almost made his eyes pop out of their sockets!

The enormous Ten-Tails, which had been radiating violent chakra, had vanished without a trace from the empty space beneath the altar!

Only the broken chakra chains and crooked black rods remain, silently telling the story of a brutal 'plunder' that once took place here.

Above the empty altar, a large fox, its body dark red and swirling with chakra even more profound and terrifying than the Ten-Tails, lay lazily.

Its ten tails, which resembled concentrated hellfire, swayed contentedly, and its massive body exuded a heart-pounding sense of satisfaction.

What made Isshiki feel most absurd and angry was that the chakra aura of this giant fox was actually the same as that of the boy from before!

Menma's figure was quietly floating above the head of Dark Nine-Tailed Fox, gently stroking its fur, which resembled burning flames.

Sensing the arrival of Isshiki, Menma glanced down at him, her gaze as calm as if she were looking at a stranger who had intruded into her backyard.

"I thought you'd get here sooner." Menma's tone was casual.

Dark Nine-Tails also raised its massive head, its scarlet beast eyes glancing at the furious Yi Shi below. It let out a burp, exhaling an aura mixed with the remaining chakra of the Ten-Tails, then lazily shook its head. Its enormous body transformed into a dark red stream of light and merged back into Menma's body.

"You despicable thief!!!" Isshiki stared at the empty altar, feeling the complete disappearance of the Ten-Tails' chakra. His thousand-year plan and the hope of restoring his body seemed to have vanished in an instant!
Anger contorted his pale face, and he roared like a wounded beast: "From the very beginning... your target was the Ten-Tails?!"

Menma slowly descended from the sky, stepping onto the cold edge of the altar. His golden Tenseigan gazed indifferently at Isshiki, neither acknowledging nor denying it.

But this silent attitude undoubtedly further enraged Ichishi.

"Die!" Isshiki completely lost his mind. With a wave of his hand, several black chakra rods, much thicker and more solid than before, shot towards Menma with a piercing shriek!

These black rods, imbued with his immense chakra and killing intent, were powerful enough to easily pierce through mountains.

However, Menma did not even move a step in the face of this angry blow.

He simply raised his right hand casually, spread his five fingers, and made a precise grab in the air!
He held those black chakra rods, powerful enough to kill or seriously injure even a Kage-level expert, in his hand, and then Menma squeezed them hard.

Click!

The black rod was easily crushed like fragile glass, turning into pure chakra particles that dissipated into the air!
"Ten-Sengan... indeed troublesome!" Isshiki's pupils contracted slightly, but he wasn't too surprised.

However, he has absolute confidence in his own physical strength!
With a stomp of his foot in mid-air, Yishi dashed forward and instantly appeared in front of Mianma. His right fist, covered in pale skin, slammed straight into Mianma's face like a cannonball!

This punch is enough to level a small hill!

With an unchanged expression, Mianma raised his right fist, his arm enveloped in golden chakra, and met the attack head-on without dodging or avoiding!

"boom--!!"

The two fists collided as if two mountains were crashing together!
The terrifying shockwave spread outwards in a spherical shape, causing the entire altar to shake violently, and even the edges began to collapse and crack!
A tremendous roar echoed repeatedly in the enclosed alternate dimension, deafeningly loud!
His punch failed, but a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and his left leg rose silently like a steel whip, kicking straight at the numb man's lower body, a vicious and cunning strike!

But facial numbness reacts even faster!

Almost the instant Yi Shi raised his leg, his left leg struck first, accurately kicking Yi Shi's thigh!

boom!
An immense force, far exceeding Yi Shi's imagination, struck him, instantly paralyzing his entire left thigh. He was sent flying backward uncontrollably, tumbling several times in the air before finally managing to regain his balance and land on the other side of the shattered altar.

"How is this possible?!" For the first time, disbelief and horror appeared on Ichishiki's face!
'How can his power be so strong?!'

'This is definitely not just an amplification from the Tenseigan! My true form was actually at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation?!'

Before he could think further, Mianma's figure had already caught up like a golden lightning bolt!

The two exchanged another powerful punch!
Bang——! ! !
An even more terrifying shockwave erupted, and this time, not only the altar, but even the surrounding void seemed to ripple!

The ground beneath their feet rippled and collapsed outwards like waves from the point of impact, instantly altering the terrain within a radius of hundreds of meters!
Despite the excruciating pain in his fist, Ichishiki gripped his left hand, fingers together like a knife, wrapped in chakra, and slashed at Menma's neck like a real blade!
Mianma raised his hand to block, his forearm colliding with his hand, producing a metallic clang!
At the same time, his right leg, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, kicked hard into Yi Shi's chest with a speed that Yi Shi could not even fully catch!

"puff--!"

Yishi felt an irresistible force penetrate his body, as if his internal organs had shifted. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His body was once again thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall in the distance that was engraved with the Otsutsuki emblem, making a muffled sound.

As he flew backwards, Yi Shi endured the excruciating pain and dizziness, his golden 'black eye' flashing wildly!
"The Great Heavenly Box!"

Several enormous black cubes appeared out of thin air, carrying immense force, and crashed down on Mianma like meteorites!
They tried to stop his pursuit.

His face was numb, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even stop his forward momentum.

With a thought, the six Truth-Seeking Jewels floating beside him shot out instantly!

Boom boom boom——! !

The Truth-Seeking Ball collided violently with the black cube, producing a deafening roar!

The incredibly sturdy Great Box Heaven was easily knocked away and bounced off like a toy by the Truth-Seeking Ball, and it couldn't stop the face from trembling in the slightest!
His figure flashed and leaped nimbly among the giant cubes that were being bounced away, like a golden streak of light. His speed was so fast that he instantly covered a distance of over a thousand meters. From high above, like a hunting eagle, he swooped down towards Yi Shi, who was leaning against the wall and panting.

A flicker of panic flashed in Isshiki's eyes, but more so, it was the madness of being driven to the brink of despair!
"You bastard!!" he roared, shoving his hands forward with all his might!
Countless jet-black chakra rods, like a torrential downpour of steel, densely and overwhelmingly covered Menma, who had nowhere to gain leverage in the air!

The sheer number and wide range of them virtually blocked all possible escape routes for Mianma!

Faced with this overwhelming rain of black rods, Menma finally stopped its descent.

"Tsk, now that's more interesting." He hovered in mid-air and slowly raised his right hand.

The six Truth-Seeking Balls behind him flew back instantly, circling around his arm, and then began to spin and merge at high speed!
A dazzling golden light burst forth, and a huge golden light sword, seemingly composed of pure light energy and with chakra fluctuations flowing through its blade, rapidly condensed in his hand!
The moment the lightsaber appeared, the energy of the entire alternate dimension seemed to become chaotic!
"Golden Wheel Rebirth Explosion".

With a calm expression, Mianma uttered five words, waved his arm, and the enormous golden light sword drew a golden arc that stretched across the sky!

No sound.

Wherever the golden lightsaber passed, space seemed to be neatly sliced ​​open!

The countless black chakra rods that shot towards them melted and vanished silently upon contact with the golden arc of light, just like snow under the sun!
Not even a speck of dust was left!

The sword light continued its momentum, easily slicing through the huge altar behind it, as well as the wall next to the altar that was covered with the emblems of the Otsutsuki clan!

laugh--!
The altar and walls were neatly split in two, like butter cut by a hot knife!
The cut surface is as smooth as a mirror!

But this is not over yet!
The golden sword light seemed to possess the power to tear through space, continuing forward and finally striking the boundary barrier of this alternate dimension itself!
Click——! ! !
A chilling cracking sound rang out!
The entire alternate dimension was actually cleaved open by this earth-shattering sword strike, creating a massive spatial rift that stretched from east to west and extended for an unknown distance!

The void and chaos of the outside world began to seep in through the cracks!
The moment the golden lightsaber appeared, Shiki sensed a deadly crisis!

Without hesitation, he activated the eye technique of the 'Black Eye', 'Shona Hikona'!
At the critical moment, Shiki's body shrank to the size of a speck of dust, narrowly avoiding the devastating golden sword light!

Even so, the sense of spatial tearing caused by the sword light made his shrunken body feel a pang of fear.

He hid in a tiny spatial rift, breathing heavily, his heart filled with lingering fear and disbelief.

'Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion... Is this the power of the Tenseigan?!'

However, just as he calmed down, thinking he had escaped a disaster, and was preparing to think about his next move...

A chilling sense of crisis descended upon him once again!
He looked up abruptly and saw that the golden figure had appeared outside the spatial rift where he was hiding!

The Tenseigan, with its pockmarked face and bulging forehead, precisely locked onto his dust-sized true form!
In Menma's hand, what was now gathering was neither the Truth-Seeking Ball nor the golden lightsaber.

It was a sphere the size of an apple, completely black, as if it could devour all light.

Around the sphere, a ring of pale blue wind-style chakra, like a star ring, spun rapidly and emitted a sharp whistling sound!
"Great Spiral Wheel!"

Mianma stared coldly at the barely perceptible dust, as if looking at a stain about to be erased.

He gently pushed his arm forward.

The black sphere, containing extremely compressed dark chakra and violent wind-style power, floated lightly towards the area where Isshiki was hiding.

next moment--

boom! ! !
A terrifying explosion suddenly erupted!

First, a blinding white light instantly engulfed everything!
Sound, matter, space...

Everything seemed to be annihilated by that destructive energy at that moment!

At the epicenter of the explosion, it was as if a black sun had risen, while the surrounding area was filled with pure white shockwaves that destroyed everything!
The ruins of the altar, fragments of the walls, even the spatial rifts cleaved open by the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion...

Everything was completely swallowed up and vaporized in the explosion of the Great Spiral Wheel!
The shockwave from the explosion swept outwards like a tsunami, further devastating the already fragmented alien space!
A massive crater, over three kilometers in diameter and seemingly bottomless, appeared out of nowhere in this void, centered on the point of the explosion!

As the blinding white light and the raging storm of chakra energy slowly subsided, Menma's figure reappeared in the air above the center of the crater.

His body was still enveloped in golden Tenseigan chakra, completely untouched.

The golden eye on its forehead, like the most sophisticated radar, slowly scanned the surrounding area that had been completely destroyed.

The altar was gone, the walls were gone, and the alternate dimension became even more dilapidated.

However, Yishi's whereabouts also disappeared.

It wasn't the kind of thing where they were blown to bits, but rather where even their very breath was completely wiped out.

His brows furrowed slightly.

'With his true strength, plus the life-saving ability of his black eyes, this attack, while enough to severely injure him, shouldn't have left him without even a trace... Did he escape? Or...?'

...In Amegakure, the relentless rain lashed the ravaged land, drawing blood and ashes into murky streams that flowed into the ruined harbor.

The once bustling northern area of ​​Amegakure has now been completely reduced to a graveyard of rubble and ruins, with only a few twisted metal skeletons standing in the rain, telling the story of the fierce battle that took place not long ago.

Yahiko stood in the mud, his orange hair soaked by the rain and plastered to his forehead.

He directed Akatsuki members, Vanilla Uzumaki, and some surviving Amegakure ninja to frantically dig through the collapsed buildings, searching for possible survivors.

The faces of everyone were a mixture of exhaustion, sadness, and a lingering sense of fear.

Not far away, under a makeshift awning, lay the bodies of more than a dozen Anbu ninjas and Hanzo of the Salamander, covered by a rough white cloth, concealing the tragic final state of the "demigod of the ninja world".

"Lord Hanzo...is he really dead?" A young Amegakure ninja murmured to himself, his voice barely audible in the rain, yet it expressed the sentiments of all the Amegakure villagers around him.

The collapse of faith is more thorough than the collapse of a building. How could they accept that their hero, who had protected them for ten years, had perished in such a tragic way in their own village?
The suppressed grief quickly turned into doubt and anger.

Several Amegakure Jonin, accompanied by a group of ninja, approached Yahiko and his companions, who were assisting in treating the wounded, with grim expressions.

The leader, a Jonin with a scar on his face, stared sharply at the disheveled Yahiko and demanded, "Yahiko! Where is the powerful enemy that your Akatsuki organization keeps talking about? Why do we only see the corpses of Lord Hanzo and the Anbu ninjas, but no sign of the enemy? Is all of this your doing?!"

The Akatsuki members immediately gathered behind Yahiko. Idaten Kyusuke's feline-like vertical pupils contracted in anger. He stepped forward and shouted, "Stop spouting nonsense! Lord Hanzo died protecting the village!"

Yahiko raised his hand, signaling Kyusuke to calm down. He took a deep breath of the cold air, trying to keep his voice steady: "I know this is hard to accept... but it is the truth. Lord Hanzo died a heroic death while trying to stop the invaders."

"Bullshit!" another Amegakure Jonin shouted excitedly.

He suddenly swung his arm, pointing to the surrounding ruins: "Lord Hanzo is a 'demigod of the ninja world'! Even if the elite ANBU of the five great nations launched a surprise attack, it would be impossible to kill Lord Hanzo and his most elite ANBU in Amegakure in such a short time!"

"The enemies you're talking about? Where are they?! I think it's you guys with ulterior motives!"

As he spoke, more and more Rain Village ninjas gathered around, their suspicious, angry, and hateful gazes piercing every member of the Akatsuki.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, chakra began to flow unconsciously, and kunai and ninja swords were gripped tightly.

The burly man with a face like Maitreya Buddha now had no trace of his usual benevolence. He glared at the leading Amegakure Jonin, his voice like muffled thunder: "Then tell me! If our Akatsuki organization had the ability to kill Lord Hanzo, would we still be here helping you treat your wounded? We would have already occupied Amegakure!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, waking up some of the Rain Ninja who were blinded by anger.

Indeed, although the Akatsuki organization has unique ideas and has accumulated some prestige in the village, its overall strength is still far behind that of Hanzo's direct subordinates.

Especially among the top combatants, only Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan are Jonin, while Kyusuke and Daibutsu are only Special Jonin.

To say that someone could silently and instantly kill Hanzo and his dozen or so elite ANBU members is simply a fantasy.

Just when the two sides were deadlocked, a sudden change occurred!
Inside the awning where Hanzo's body lay, a portal with dark red edges suddenly appeared.

A figure stumbled out from the middle, fell to one knee, and let out a heavy, painful gasp.

Everyone was instantly drawn to the unexpected guest.

It was a humanoid creature with an extremely bizarre appearance.

His skin was sickly pale, and his hair, eyebrows, and short beard were all grayish-white, with unnatural jagged lines.

From his forehead to the back of his head grew a long, pale, curved horn that resembled a crown.

Although his white feather robe was tattered and disheveled, the terrifying chakra pressure emanating from him made every ninja present feel breathless and as if their hearts were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

"Who...who are you?!" The Amegakure Jonin who had led the questioning of Yahiko earlier, suppressing his fear, stepped forward with his ninja sword in hand and shouted angrily.

The anger brought about by the tragic deaths of his companions and the fall of Lord Hanzo temporarily overshadowed the fear of the unknown.

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki slowly raised his head, his golden "black eye" sweeping over indifferently.

He didn't even make any obvious movements; his pupils merely flashed slightly, and an invisible, enormous force slammed into the Amegakure Jonin!
"Pfft!" The Jonin was sent flying backward, crashing into a pile of rubble and raising a cloud of dust before falling silent.

"How can it be!"

After a moment of deathly silence, an even greater commotion ensued.

The Rain Village ninjas were both shocked and furious, but none of them dared to step forward again.

Vanilla Uzumaki's face turned deathly pale. Her spiritual perception found that she couldn't detect any trace of the other party's chakra at all, as if no one was there at all!

She immediately screamed, "Watch out! He's the enemy who just fought Lord Menma! He killed Hanzo!"

Although Isshiki's appearance is quite different from Jigen's, the oppressive aura that surpasses all living beings and his ability to control the black rods instantly confirmed what Vanilla had said to Yahiko, Konan, Nagato, and the others.

"Avenge Lord Hanzo!" someone shouted, and the Rain Village ninjas, filled with grief and indignation, mustered their courage once more, and more than twenty of them launched an attack at the same time.

"Water escape·Water chaos!"

"Wind Release: Wind Cut Technique!"

"Shuriken throw!"

Various ninjutsu and ninja tools poured down on Yishi like a torrential rain.

A flash of extreme impatience crossed his pale face, and he spat lightly as if swatting away mosquitoes: "What a bunch of annoying bugs."

He raised his right hand, palm facing forward.

The next moment, countless jet-black chakra rods appeared out of thin air and shot out at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive!

puff!puff!puff!

The dull thuds of blades piercing flesh continued incessantly, accompanied by short, agonizing screams.

The twenty-odd Rain Village ninjas who rushed forward, whether Chunin or Jonin, had their ninjutsu, kunai, and shuriken shrunk to an imperceptible size. Their bodies were precisely pierced through vital points by black rods, pinning them to the ground or ruins.

The blood instantly stained the pooled water red, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

The surviving Amegakure ninjas and Akatsuki members all froze on the spot, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.

This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever!

The enemy didn't even move a step before easily annihilating more than twenty elite ninjas from Amegakure.

Just then, Isshiki's pure white left eye turned slightly, his gaze passing over the crowd and locking onto Nagato at the back of the group.

In particular, Nagato's purple eyes with their wavy patterns piqued his interest.

"The Rinnegan?" A hint of surprise flashed through Isshiki's mind.

'The natives of this planet, or rather, the descendants of that wretched woman, could actually awaken eyes like these? Could these eyes be one of that guy's targets?'

The thought flashed through his mind, and before he knew it, he had vanished from his spot.

"Nagato, watch out!" Yahiko and Konan exclaimed almost simultaneously.

But their warnings came too late.

Before everyone's eyes, the pale figure of the figure appeared in front of Nagato.

He grabbed Nagato by the throat with his hand and easily lifted him off the ground.

Nagato struggled desperately, grabbing Isshiki's arm with both hands and trying to pry open his iron-like fingers. However, the opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations, and a feeling of suffocation quickly surged into his brain, causing his vision to go black.

His eyes were filled with anger and panic. He tried to mobilize his chakra to fight back, but he could not concentrate because of the suffocation and the terrifying pressure.

"Release Nagato!" Yahiko roared, his eyes bloodshot, as he drew his kunai and charged forward, aiming straight for Isshiki's ribs.

Countless pieces of paper fluttered and coalesced around Xiao Nan, transforming into sharp paper spears that attacked Yi Shi from the flank.

Kyusuke and Daibutsu also brandished their ninja tools, lunging forward from the left and right respectively.

Faced with the siege, Yishi didn't even glance at them.

He held Nagato's right hand firmly, while his left leg lashed out like a whip, striking Yahiko precisely in the abdomen.

Bang!
Yahiko flew backward at an even faster speed than he had charged forward, crashing heavily to the ground and splashing up a large amount of mud and water. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, several black chakra rods reappeared out of thin air, precisely piercing through Konan's arm where she was forming paper spears, and through the thighs of Kyusuke and Daibutsu, pinning them to the ground. Blood gushed out, and they instantly lost their ability to move.

"Vanilla!" Yahiko cried out despite the excruciating pain.

Whirlpool Vanilla gritted her teeth: "Diamond Lockdown!"

Two dazzling golden chakra chains roared out from behind her and wrapped around Ichishiki.

The powerful sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan are enough to bind tailed beasts.

However, Yishi only glanced at the incoming chains, raised his free left hand, and the black "wedge" mark on his palm flashed with a ghostly light.

An invisible suction force was generated, and the two golden chains containing powerful sealing power were instantly swallowed by his palm as if they had been plunged into a bottomless abyss, without even causing a ripple!
"What?!" Vanilla was dumbfounded. This was the first time she had encountered an enemy that could easily break through even the Vajra Lockdown.

Isshiki turned his gaze to Vanilla and recognized the red-haired girl who had appeared with Menma before.

Thinking of the humiliation of having the Ten-Tails stolen, being forced to reincarnate prematurely, and suffering severe injuries, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

He flicked his finger, and a jet-black chakra rod, accompanied by a deathly shriek, shot straight at Vanilla's brow!
It's so fast!
Vanilla didn't even have time to dodge; she could only watch helplessly as the black dot rapidly enlarged in her pupils, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped her.

At this critical moment——

A golden streak of light appeared in front of Vanilla!
As the light faded, the figure shrouded in a dazzling golden chakra cloak casually raised his right hand, gently clenched it in front of him, and grasped the black rod.

Vanilla, seeing the completely different Menma, exclaimed in surprise, "Menma-sama!"

"Sorry I'm a little late." Menma glanced at Vanilla slightly, then tightened his grip.

Click!

That black chakra rod, powerful enough to easily kill or seriously injure a Kage-level ninja, was crushed into countless black chakra fragments as easily as he crushed a withered twig, which then scattered in the rain.

Yahiko, Konan, and the others who were pinned to the ground, including Kyusuke and Daibutsu, all raised their heads and looked at the figure that descended like a golden god, their eyes rekindling with hope.

Menma slowly lowered his hand, his golden Tenseigan calmly watching Ichishiki, who was still gripping Nagato's throat.

He said with a hint of sarcasm, "I thought you had been blown to bits, but I didn't expect you to have fled here like a stray dog."

Golden chakra surged around him like flames, and his immense pressure collided violently with Isshiki's aura in the air, as if even the falling raindrops froze at that moment.

“However—” The words from not long ago were returned to him verbatim.

"Your struggle ends here!"

[PS: Two more chapters to go, will be updated during the day.]

[Image caption: A brutal beating]

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