Naruto: Forced to activate Infinite Tsukuyomi in order to return home

Beneath Konoha Village

"here it is…."

"Where is it...?"

Minato Namikaze slowly opened his eyes, and the sight before him made his heart sink.

He, Killer Bee, and a group of elite ninjas are currently trapped in a cold and sturdy cage.

The walls around the room seemed to emanate a chill that went straight to one's heart.

And those guards standing outside the cage were none other than the White Zetsu, with their bizarre shapes and ferocious faces!

They exuded an eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine.

The White Zetsu stared expressionlessly at the people in the cage, gripping their weapons tightly and remaining constantly vigilant.

Minato tried his best to recall the details before he lost consciousness, but those memories were shrouded in mist and were blurry.

All he remembered was that during the fierce battle with Fengtian, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him, dragging him into endless darkness.

The feeling was like experiencing a long, boundless dream that transcended time and space!

When he struggled to wake up from the edge of the dream, he found himself in this dark dungeon, where everything around him was both unfamiliar and oppressive, sending chills down his spine.

Minato instinctively tried to mobilize the chakra within his body, intending to use ninjutsu to escape this predicament. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not feel a single flow of chakra!

He immediately realized that the source of all this was likely the shocking sealing talisman in his abdomen.

The bright red talisman, like a greedy demonic eye, clung tightly to his skin, not only completely sealing his chakra but also seemingly silently absorbing every bit of power from his body.

Minato's brows furrowed deeply, an unprecedented sense of crisis surging into his heart.

Just then, Killer Bee's calm yet slightly mocking voice rang in Minato's ear:

"Hey, you're awake?"

"However, you'd better not waste your energy..."

Killer Bee continued, his tone tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"Those guys from the Twilight organization must have gone to great lengths to prevent us from escaping, setting up a ruthless method to seal our chakra..."

"And the situation is even worse than that."

Killer Bee sighed:

"I can't even perform large-scale physical techniques, let alone you."

"With so many monsters guarding the outside, we really have no chance of escape now!"

"Unable to escape even with wings?"

Minato Namikaze's voice was deep and resolute as he looked at Killer Bee, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination:

"In the world of ninjas, there is no such word as 'give up.' As long as we are alive, there is always hope."

Upon hearing this, Killer Bee smiled, his optimistic spirit unchanged despite his predicament.

"Well, that's true, Lord Minato."

"Which of us hasn't crawled out of dire straits? This time will be no exception!"

At this moment, the other elite ninjas in the cage also began to awaken. They all looked at Minato Namikaze and Killer Bee, their eyes flashing with the same determination.

"What exactly are these monsters? I've never even heard of them before..."

Minato Namikaze pointed to the White Zetsu guarding them outside the cage and asked again, his tone full of doubt and wariness.

However, Killer Bee simply shook his head slightly, his brow furrowed.

"I don't know what these monsters are either."

He said in a deep voice, a hint of confusion and unease also showing in his eyes.

"Lord Minato, what should we do?"

"A ninja asked."

Minato Namikaze took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil. His gaze swept firmly and calmly over everyone in the cage.

He said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, we must remain calm. The most important thing now is to analyze the current situation."

"Our chakra is sealed, and our taijutsu is also somewhat limited, which means we can't force our way in..."

"Therefore, we must wait for the right opportunity!"

Minato's tone carried an undeniable determination:

"An opportunity that could allow us to restore our chakra, or at least find a breakthrough!"

Just as Minato and the others were discussing in hushed tones, trying to find a possible way out, a low and indistinct voice suddenly came from outside the cage.

The White Zetsu guards seemed to be receiving new instructions, and their conversation revealed a strange tension and anticipation.

This sudden change startled Minato, and he immediately signaled everyone to quiet down and listen carefully to the sounds outside.

Perhaps this is the opportunity they've been waiting for...

"Have you heard? That project is nearing completion, and they'll be 'awakening' it soon."

"Really? Then, what should we do with these 'experimental subjects'? Just eliminate them?"

"No, the adults ordered that he must live."

Minato Namikaze felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that he had been drawn into a massive conspiracy far beyond his wildest imagination.

The mention of "it" gave him an ominous premonition, as if some powerful being was about to awaken and pose a threat to the entire ninja world.

"We must find a chance to escape as soon as possible and bring the information back to the village."

Minato Namikaze lowered his voice and spoke to his companions in the cage.

His eyes revealed determination and urgency, knowing full well the importance of this intelligence to Konoha Village.

The others nodded slightly upon hearing this, but their faces were filled with helplessness.

At present, they have no other choice but to wait and see what happens and wait for a possible opportunity.

Is there a chance?

A faint but firm voice suddenly rang out in the corner of the cell, like a bolt of lightning piercing the oppressive air.

Although the sound was soft, it contained an undeniable power, shocking everyone present.

Minato quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young boy huddled in a corner of the cage.

He wore thick glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses gleamed with intelligence.

The boy had a faint smile on his face and was quietly watching himself, as if he was confident.

The boy's words, though soft, were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in its wake:

"perhaps…."

"I have a way..."