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

Kumogakure Turtle Island

Accompanied by a strange sight where space seemed to be kneaded and distorted by an invisible hand, Fengtian's figure suddenly appeared on this vast, mysterious island shaped like a giant tortoise.

That's right!

At this moment, on the other side of Konoha Village, the one fiercely clashing with Cheng Yun and the others was not Feng Tian himself!

Instead, it is a phantom clone meticulously woven and condensed from the power of cause and effect!

This clone was surrounded by endless [causal power], as if tightly wrapped in the net of fate, cleverly hidden in the gaps of causality, leaving Cheng Yun's keen perception helpless and unable to see through its true form.

His own body, however, continuously uses the Flying Thunder God Technique and the Causal Threads to pinpoint the location of Turtle Island!

Guided by Fengtian's keen intuition, he concluded that Jiraiya and the four crucial Jinchuriki of the Tailed Beasts—the Four-Tails, Five-Tails, Seven-Tails, and Nine-Tails Jinchuriki—must be hiding on Turtle Island in Kumogakure!

This island, like a colossal creature, lies dormant in the depths of the vast blue waves, silently guarding countless unknown secrets with its ancient and profound body.

Fengtian looked around and saw that the ancient trees on the island were towering and lush, as if they could reach the sky.

The area is shrouded in mist, appearing and disappearing intermittently, adding to the mystery and unpredictability of this land.

He slowly narrowed his eyes, beginning to concentrate on sensing the subtle fluctuations in every inch of the surrounding space.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Fengtian's consciousness, like an invisible net, silently unfolded, capturing every tiny clue that might reveal a secret.

Before long, a barely perceptible smile crept onto the corners of his mouth.

Because, right on this seemingly calm and tranquil Turtle Island, he sensed a strong and unique power fluctuation—the ultimate intertwining of hatred and anger, the formidable and powerful force of the Nine-Tails!

This power, like a raging fire, was so dazzling and so impossible to ignore, even on this misty island.

"As expected, I'm the one who'll have the last laugh!"

Fengtian uttered these words with deep emotion. Before he finished speaking, his figure had already streaked across the sky like a shooting star and instantly teleported to the heart of Turtle Island.

The moment Fengtian set foot on this mysterious land, it was as if he had stepped into an endless trap. Countless carefully arranged attack barriers were instantly triggered, and sharp energy fluctuations surged towards him like raging waves.

However, faced with this overwhelming offensive, Fengtian merely smiled faintly, his figure moving like a ghost, nimbly dodging amidst the interplay of light and shadow, each movement perfectly avoiding attacks that would have pulverized an ordinary person.

"Hmph, you dare to show off your meager skills in front of me?"

Fengtian snorted coldly, his tone full of contempt and disdain, as if these carefully designed traps were nothing more than a harmless game to him.

As he continued deeper into the heart of Turtle Island, the surrounding scenery subtly changed, gradually transforming from a misty, ancient, and towering landscape into a desolate and bleak scene.

A chilling stillness permeated the withered branches and fallen leaves, while the air was thick with the stench of blood and the atmosphere of battle.

Fengtian could clearly sense that there was a powerful chakra fluctuation hidden here, which was the aura of the Nine-Tails and other tailed beast jinchūriki he was looking for.

Suddenly, a figure as swift as the wind darted out from the shadows, like a beast poised to pounce.

He had flowing white hair, and in his hand he tightly gripped a huge Rasengan, which swirled with terrifying energy fluctuations. He carried a murderous intent that seemed capable of devouring everything, and headed straight for Fengtian!

"Hmph! Jiraiya!"

Fengtian's eyes narrowed, his voice revealing undisguised contempt:

"So you were hiding here after all!"

Facing Jiraiya's overwhelming power, the [Super Giant Rasengan], Fengtian remained unusually calm and showed no sign of panic.

A faint smile appeared on his lips. He casually activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, and in the blink of an eye, his figure turned into a blur and vanished from the spot, easily avoiding Jiraiya's earth-shattering attack.

"Hmph, too slow!"

Fengtian's voice echoed in the air, as if mocking Jiraiya's futile efforts.

The moment he finished speaking, his figure appeared behind Jiraiya like a ghost, and a ball of energy that shimmered with an eerie light quickly condensed in his hand. The power surging from it sent chills down one's spine, as if foreshadowing impending destruction.

Jiraiya's expression turned solemn. He quickly turned around, his hands forming hand seals rapidly, preparing to deal with Fengtian's attack.

However, the moment he turned around, Fengtian's figure disappeared again, as if merging into the air.

"Space-time ninjutsu?"

"Judging from the spatial fluctuations, they are extremely similar to Minato's Flying Thunder God Technique..."

"What a hassle!"

Jiraiya thought to himself, he dared not be careless in the slightest, and focused intently on sensing the movements around him.

Just then, a sharp sword aura carrying the power of annihilation suddenly attacked Jiraiya from the side, its speed astonishing.

Jiraiya reacted swiftly, dodging the attack with a quick sidestep.

Jiraiya looked closely and discovered that not far away, Fengtian was walking towards him with a long sword in his hand.

"Jiraiya, enter Sage Mode..."

"You just don't interest me at all right now..."

Fengtian spoke coldly, his words carrying a hint of disdain.

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya's eyes sharpened, and a raging fire ignited in his heart.

"Don't get too cocky!"

Jiraiya let out a low growl, then formed hand seals and unleashed the [Summoning Jutsu]!

Soon, as a cloud of smoke dissipated, the two hermits of Mount Myōboku, Shima and Fukasaku, appeared on Jiraiya's shoulder.

"Jiraiya, it seems you're in quite a bit of trouble..."

Shima Sage squinted, looking Fengtian up and down not far away, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

Fukasaku nodded slightly and added:

"The aura emanating from this kid is anything but ordinary."

Jiraiya took a deep breath, steadied himself, and then said in a deep voice:

"Yes, the two immortals. He is Fengtian, who possesses extremely strange spatial ninjutsu and powerful causal power."

Fengtian looked at the two immortals summoned by Jiraiya and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"That's more like it..."

He slowly raised the longsword in his hand, the tip trembling slightly, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit:

"Come, let me see just how powerful the sage techniques of Mount Myōboku are."

Before he finished speaking, Fengtian's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Jiraiya, his long sword carrying a sharp sword aura, aiming straight for his vital point.

The sage Fukasaku reacted quickly, clasping his two frog hands together, and a green energy barrier instantly appeared in front of him, blocking Fengtian's attack.

"[Immortal Technique: Frog Croak]!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the immortal Fukasaku launched an attack, with a series of deafening croaks of frogs blaring, attempting to interfere with Fengtian's hearing and perception.

However, Fengtian seemed completely unaffected. He flashed again, easily dodging the combined attack of Jiraiya and Shima, and at the same time, he swung his sword back at Jiraiya.

Jiraiya narrowly dodged the attack, his expression turning serious:

"That kid's too fast!"

"We have to use that move!"

After saying that, a faint natural energy began to surround his body, and he seemed to merge with heaven and earth, approaching Fengtian with overwhelming force.

"[Sage Art: Goemon]!"

Jiraiya shouted, his hands moving rapidly to form hand seals, and he suddenly spewed out a raging fire from his mouth. At the same time, the two toad sages on his shoulders were not to be outdone, spewing out large amounts of toad oil from their mouths.

The blazing flames and boiling frog oil met in mid-air, instantly intertwining into a ferocious, churning fire serpent that, with destructive power, lunged towards Fengtian.

Fengtian's eyes narrowed slightly at that moment. He clearly felt the terrifying energy contained in the attack, but his face did not show the slightest intention to back down.

He suddenly flashed, using the magical power of the Flying Thunder God Technique to instantly appear beside the raging fire serpent.

With a light flick of his longsword, an extremely sharp sword aura sliced ​​through the air, as if cutting silk, easily splitting the fire serpent in two. The blazing flames and frog oil scattered and were extinguished instantly.

"Hmph, that's interesting, but not enough!"

Fengtian's lips curled into a cold smile, and his figure flashed like a ghost once again, appearing in front of Jiraiya in the blink of an eye.

His longsword gleamed coldly as he thrust it straight at Jiraiya's vitals. His movements were so swift, like lightning, that it was impossible to follow.

"Now, things should be quiet for a while..."