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

"Know yourself?"

Fengtian felt as if an invisible storm was sweeping through his heart, each word striking his soul like a heavy hammer.

He clutched his head in anguish, his body trembling as if he were struggling against some indescribable force.

On the ground, dust rose as he struggled, forming tiny vortexes.

Fengtian's eyes were unfocused, and his lips were tightly pursed. His expression, a mixture of pain and confusion, resembled that of a lonely soul in an abyss, searching for a glimmer of light.

"I am who I am! I am Fengtian!"

His voice was resolute, yet tinged with uncertainty, like the brightest star in the night sky, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

"Why should I acknowledge myself? I'm a transmigrator; what right do I have to talk about this Uchiha Fengtian identity?"

In Fengtian's mind, murmurs surged like a tidal wave, each thought like a sharp blade cutting into his already fragile rationality.

"I am... Uchiha Fengtian?"

He muttered to himself, a hint of confusion and struggle flashing in his eyes, as if he were standing on the edge of two worlds: the familiar modern world on one side, and this strange and adventurous ninja world on the other.

"No! I am definitely not from the Uchiha clan!"

Fengtian suddenly looked up, his eyes wide open. His Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan was dimmed in pain, like a candle flame about to be extinguished, reflecting the chaos and fear in his heart.

"Why are my memories so chaotic? Where is the line between truth and falsehood?"

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms. The pain brought him to his senses temporarily, but it also made him feel the helplessness and despair even more clearly.

"Cheer up! Fengtian!"

Obito's voice boomed like thunder in Fengtian's ears, carrying an undeniable firmness.

He gazed anxiously at Fengtian, his Sharingan eyes filled with concern and worry, as if trying to convey his beliefs to the other party.

Finally, the murmurs faded away, and Fengtian's eyes refocused. As he gasped for breath, he felt as if he had woken from a long dream, and a sense of relief at surviving a calamity welled up in his heart.

"Huff huff..."

He was panting, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, and a hint of lingering fear flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding environment gradually became clear to him: the ruins of the temple, the smell of gunpowder in the air, and Obito's anxious yet warm gaze.

Everything reminded him that he was still alive and struggling in this endless cycle of reincarnation.

"I'm fine, it's just a backlash from my eye power."

Fengtian spoke calmly, his tone regaining its usual composure and indifference, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

Immediately afterwards, as his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan slowly activated, under the effect of Reversing Cause and Effect, Fengtian's body directly returned to its peak condition.

Upon hearing this, Obito frowned slightly, a hint of doubt and unease flashing in his eyes.

"What you just said, 'Recognize yourself'... what does that mean?"

Fengtian turned his head, his gaze deep and unfathomable, a faint smile playing on his lips:

"Does it matter? In this endless cycle of reincarnation, what are we all searching for? Perhaps, understanding ourselves is the key to unraveling all the mysteries."

Upon hearing this, Obito was speechless for a moment and could only silently look at Fengtian, his Sharingan eyes filled with even greater worry.

Fengtian said no more, then turned to look at Kakuzu, a cold glint in his eyes:

"Now that the obstacles have been removed, it's time to reap the seven tails."

Kakuzu nodded silently, then moved and walked deeper into the ruined temple.

His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals. With a deep rumble, the ground split open, revealing a massive underground entrance, like a gateway to another world.

"Enter from here, and you'll find yourself in an underground passage."

"If what that old man said is true, then the Seven-Tails should be among them."

After doing all this, Kakuzu finally spoke.

Fengtian nodded slightly, closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the powerful chakra fluctuations emanating from the depths of the underground.

That was the aura of Shichimaru Shichimei, powerful and ancient, like a sleeping behemoth waiting to be awakened.

"It's time to end this game."

Fengtian murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey.

"Let's go..."

Fengtian spoke again, and then stepped into the underground passage first.

Seeing this, Obito and Kakuzu followed Fengtian's footsteps and entered the underground passage together.

The underground passage was dark and deep, with faint lights occasionally flashing on the stone walls, seemingly some kind of naturally formed fluorescent mineral.

The air was filled with a damp and musty smell, and the stone path underfoot was uneven due to years of disrepair, with each step accompanied by a slight echo.

Fengtian walked at the front, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan shining like two bright moons in the darkness, piercing through all obstacles and seeing everything ahead.

Obito followed closely behind, cautiously looking around to guard against any unforeseen events.

Kakuzu was responsible for covering the rear. His strangely stitched body looked even more ferocious in the dim light, as if he were ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.

As you go deeper, the temperature inside the passage gradually decreases, and you can feel a chill even when you breathe.

Fengtian's perception continued to improve, and he could clearly sense that not far ahead, the enormous chakra belonging to the Seven-Tails was stirring, as if preparing for the upcoming battle.

"Prepare for battle."

Fengtian's voice echoed in the narrow passage, brief and powerful, like a taut string, instantly pulling the atmosphere of the team to its limit.

His eyes were cold, as if he were ready to face the coming storm.

Just then, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps broke the silence from the end of the passage ahead.

Immediately afterwards, several figures, like ghosts in the night, leaped out of the shadows, wielding sharp blades and with piercing eyes; they were the elite ninjas guarding the Seven-Tails.

Their appearance was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"How could anyone actually enter this place? It seems the judges and decision-makers have failed..."

A deep, magnetic voice echoed in the corridor, tinged with amusement and disdain.

As the sound faded, a slender figure slowly emerged from the dim light, like a black lightning bolt shattering the silence.

He was the arbitrator.

His appearance seemed to freeze the atmosphere of the entire space instantly.

A powerful force of rules emanated from his body, like an invisible shackle, firmly sealing off the surrounding space.

Under the pressure of this force, Obito and Fengtian's [Kamui] lost its effect, as if blocked by an invisible barrier and unable to be used.

"Let me introduce myself..."

The arbitrator's voice was calm and indifferent, yet carried an undeniable authority:

"I am the arbitrator..."

"It is the last barrier for Takigakure..."

"But also, the existence that will utterly annihilate you..."