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

"What do you want to do?"

Upon hearing this, Fengtian's pupils contracted instantly. He slowly looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with yellowish hair, wearing a Sunagakure ninja headband, staring at him with murderous intent.

"Yashamaru?"

Almost instantly, Fengtian recognized the ninja in front of him as Gaara's uncle, Yashamaru!

As Gaara's maternal uncle and a member of the Anbu (Anbu) of Sunagakure, Yashamaru's life can be described as extremely tragic.

Because of Gaara's birth, Yashamaru's older sister, who was Gaara's mother, died. Originally, she harbored hatred for Gaara, but she was ordered to protect him.

Later, he was ordered by the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, who was Gaara's father, to assassinate Gaara. The assassination attempt failed, and he detonated the explosive tags on his own body, ending his tragic life...

Gaara was thus completely corrupted...

After quickly gathering his thoughts, Fengtian used the Flying Thunder God Technique to break free from Yashamaru's restraints and then appeared outside the door.

"Yashamaru, you're a good person, I don't want to kill you..."

"So please leave on your own, I can pretend nothing happened..."

Fengtian instantly switched his eyes to the Mangekyou Sharingan, and as he walked towards Gaara, he spoke threateningly.

"Oh? Is that so? Looking at those eyes, you're from the Uchiha clan of Konoha Village, aren't you..."

"As an ally, you've committed such a shameless act behind my back! You won't leave here unscathed today!"

Before he finished speaking, Yashamaru suddenly waved his hands, and several kunai, controlled by his silk threads, shot towards Fengtian like arrows.

Each kunai contained a sharp killing intent, as if it wanted to completely pierce through Fengtian.

However, faced with this sudden attack, Fengtian merely shook his head slightly, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

With the combination of the Flying Thunder God Technique and the Reversal of Cause and Effect, his figure vanished instantly, as if blending into the night, perfectly dodging all the kunai attacks.

The next moment, while Yashamaru was still in shock, Fengtian's figure appeared behind him like a ghost, holding a kunai against his neck.

The cold kunai contrasted sharply with Yashamaru's warm skin, and an aura of death instantly enveloped his heart.

"Give up. If I wanted to kill you, you'd already be a corpse..."

Fengtian's voice was deep and powerful, each word striking Yashamaru's heart like a heavy hammer.

His eyes were filled with endless killing intent, as if he could materialize this killing intent at any moment and completely devour Yashamaru.

Yashamaru snorted coldly, a hint of resentment and anger flashing in his eyes.

He attempted to launch a sneak attack by firing several kunai from behind, but under the terrifying insight of the Mangekyou Sharingan, these small movements were like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The instant he made his move, Fengtian had already perfectly dodged again using the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"It seems you're prepared to die at any moment..."

Fengtian's face was cold, and his whole body was filled with endless killing intent. He walked towards Yashamaru step by step, just like the devil who would take away souls!

Yashamaru's expression turned extremely solemn; he knew full well that he was at a complete disadvantage in this duel.

But as an elite member of the Sunagakure ANBU, he would never give up easily, even when facing Uchiha clan members with the Mangekyou Sharingan.

"You brat from the Uchiha clan, do you think you can subdue me with just this? I, Yashamaru, will defend Gaara to the death!"

Yashamaru's voice was defiant as he swiftly drew an explosive tag from his waist, preparing for a final struggle.

Seeing this, Fengtian's eyes flashed with regret. He did not want to come to this point with Yashamaru, after all, Yashamaru's tragedy was largely due to the power struggle within Sunagakure, rather than his personal fault.

But once you've started, there's no turning back.

"Yashamaru, why are you doing this? The future of Sunagakure should not be written with sacrifice and hatred."

Fengtian's words carried a hint of admonition, but his movements were not slow at all. His eyes, the Mangekyou Sharingan, were slowly turning, preparing to deal with Yashamaru's possible counterattack.

"Wow!"

Just as Yashamaru was about to release the explosive tags, Gaara's cries broke the heavy atmosphere.

It was at this moment that Yashamaru suddenly remembered that if the explosive tags were released here, the terrifying explosion would also sweep Gaara away!

Thinking of this, Yashamaru couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. He turned to look at Gaara, who was crying, and a hint of apology flashed in his eyes.

However, Fengtian didn't think that much. His Mangekyou Sharingan stopped operating, and the next moment Gaara appeared in Fengtian's arms through Reversal of Cause and Effect.

"What?"

Seeing Gaara suddenly disappear and then reappear in Fengtian's hands, Yashamaru couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"You'd better not touch that child, or you'll be facing..."

"A relentless pursuit by the entire Sand Village! Until death do us part!"

Yashamaru's eyes seemed to spit fire as he stared intently at Fengtian before him, his murderous intent barely concealed.

"Hmph, it's just Sunagakure Village, isn't it? I don't take it seriously at all..."

Fengtian smirked and said disdainfully, then quickly activated [Flying Thunder God Technique] and vanished instantly in front of Yashamaru's murderous gaze.

Inside the room, only Fengtian's provocative voice could be heard:

"Bye-bye, see you later~"

.....

Outside Sunagakure, the night was as dark as ink, dotted with stars. Fengtian's figure appeared instantly in an open space like a ghost.

At his feet, a kunai lay quietly, the [Flying Thunder God] mark he had carefully laid out beforehand.

"Wow!"

Gaara in my arms was still crying incessantly. His tender yet loud cries sounded particularly jarring in the quiet night, as if they were about to tear apart the tranquility of the night.

Fengtian frowned, and even he, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Stop arguing! This is driving me crazy!"

Fengtian rebuked in a low voice, his tone tinged with helplessness and frustration.

However, this simple rebuke did not seem to calm Gaara; instead, his cries grew even louder.

Left with no other choice, Fengtian had to resort to his illusionary abilities.

He gently closed his eyes, raised his hands slightly, and his fingertips shimmered with a faint light.

A moment later, Gaara's crying gradually subsided, replaced by silence. He had fallen asleep peacefully under the influence of the illusion, with tear stains still on his face.

Fengtian gently placed Gaara on a flat stone, his movements soft and careful, as if afraid of disturbing his dream.

He stood up, quickly forming hand seals, a smug smile on his face, and a cunning glint in his eyes.

"Finally succeeded..." he muttered to himself, his tone filled with satisfaction and pride. "My second tailed beast, Shukaku..."