Naruto: The Progenitor of Demons Starting from Kirigakure

Everything was over. After killing all the ninjas and confirming that the scroll in his hand was the forbidden technique Earth Grudge Fear, Yura nodded in satisfaction. This trip could be considered a complete success.

Meanwhile, in the village, the battle continued. Sensing the churning and entangled negative emotions over there, Jie Luo smiled faintly.

He had no interest in going to see it again; the village's strife was no longer relevant to Jieluo, so it didn't matter what.

Turning around, Yura left with Aoi, the last remaining member of the Thousand Demon Clan.

"What are your plans? Do you intend to stay in the village?"

On the way, Jieluo asked.

"Eh..." Aoi thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."

"So, are you interested in becoming my subordinate?" Jie Luo asked casually.

"Yes, Lord Jieluo." Aoi bowed respectfully. After witnessing Jieluo's effortless and swift slaying of the monstrous head of the clan and a host of clan members, Aoi had truly witnessed Jieluo's power.

"Then go and lie low in Sunagakure," Yura said. "I'll summon you if needed."

"Yes, Lord Yura," Aoi replied.

"Speaking of which, are you interested in the Earth Grudge?" Jieluo asked.

Wow, so generous!

Not knowing how to answer, Aoi remained silent.

Seeing this, Jieluo didn't bring it up again.

The Thousand Demon Princess he had just killed reminded Jieluo of a female ninja named Fufu. She was from Sunagakure but later defected to the Land of Fire and became one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja. She was a special ninja who had abandoned her human form and used her hair as her body. She was a monster with five chakra natures and was immortal. In many ways, she was like a replica of another Kakuzu.

The ninja world isn't that big. The Senju and Uchiha clans were one family a thousand years ago. Most of the ninja clans in the ninja world are related in some way, and their origins all point to the same ancestor.

If there is a connection between the ninjutsu of the two, then both Kakuzu and Fuuka would have obtained a portion of the forbidden technique, Earth Grudge Fear.

It's strange that a high-ranking old man carries a scroll of forbidden techniques, and it just so happens that Kakuzu picked it up. This makes Jieluo wonder what she's been busy with all this time.

"Lord Yura?" Aoi asked hesitantly.

"Go ahead," Jieluo said casually, offering a glimpse of hope. "I'll see how you perform."

"Ha! Lord Yura!" Aoi immediately perked up, eager for power.

After parting ways with Aoi outside the village, Yura took one last look at Takigakure Village behind the waterfall before walking towards Lucy.

So where should we go next?

Jieluo pondered this question.

"Hey! Great demon!" Lucy, who had been waiting for almost a day, excitedly stood up and waved repeatedly when she saw Yura, asking, "Is everything done?"

"Mm." Jieluo nodded and smiled slightly, "Let's go, little demon Ge~ Next stop, the Land of Earth."

Yura wanted to learn a flying technique. She glanced enviously at Lucy flying freely. The only place that could meet her requirements was Iwagakure. Joining Iwagakure wouldn't be a bad idea.

Bathed in the afternoon sun, Gyro led Lucy away.

In Takigakure, the battle continues, and the entire village is in chaos, divided into two opposing sides.

Kakuzu didn't take sides, but he wasn't stupid either. He targeted the weakest, especially the elderly. His hatred for these foolish and incompetent village leaders was higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Relying on his large amount of chakra, he unleashed powerful ninjutsu without hesitation. His body, hardened by Earth Release: Earth Spear Technique, rampaged through the fleeing elderly, and he couldn't help but let out a wild and triumphant laugh, attracting many eyes.

But at this moment, the village's top fighters had no time to pay attention to him.

Two Jonin, one in black and one in blue, were locked in a fierce battle. The fight was so intense that the nearby lower-ranking ninjas dared not get involved.

After dealing with the Jonin of the Thousand Demon Clan, Mochizuki Gen, who had freed up a spot, began a killing spree, turning a blind eye to Kakuzu's existence.

In this delicate situation, Kakuzu was stunned as he looked at the scroll that had just been pulled to death from the body of an old man.

With lightning speed, he scooped it up and stuffed it into his pocket, while Kakuzu continued his relentless battle.

It's unclear when the outcome will be decided.

The last Uji Jonin man collapsed in a spread-eagle position on the rooftop of a building, coughing and covered in blood, his clear eyes staring at the masked ninja dressed in black.

"You won, Falcon. You little brat, you actually had a trick up your sleeve..."

Kneeling on one knee, Falcon was breathing heavily.

"It's over, Masato."

"Hayabusa, I saw it. The light of the sacred tree is so warm... so warm..." Masato, seemingly unrelated to the question, gazed up at the rocky cliffs of the village above, his eyes gradually losing focus. He said, "I'm tired, Hayabusa... are you tired?"

"The village still has a future. Now is not the time to complain about being tired, Masato."

"Then I wish you... good luck in battle... Falcon..." With his eyes completely unfocused, Falcon stepped forward and gently closed his eyes.

"We've killed most of them," Mochizuki Gen surveyed his surroundings.

The high-ranking officials have all been slaughtered, and the ninjas of the four clans are almost all dead. It's time to end this.

Come on, illusion!

Mochizuki Gen looked around at the village ninjas who were staring at him with fear, and a signal firework exploded in the sky.

For a moment, his mind went blank, and he seemed to hear the cry of a baby. That was his child, born in Takigakure Village, and who would grow up in Takigakure Village.

Kakuzu stopped what he was doing and looked at the man strangely.

In the distance, the sound of someone swiftly moving through the air could be heard continuously. Leading a group of ninjas, with a red scarf fluttering in the air, Genjin appeared. Looking at Mochizuki Gen, who was surrounded by many village ninjas, she bit her lip tightly.

Lord Xian...

"Lord Gen, Kakuzu, as Jonin of the village, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Kakuzu's eyes widened.

"Are you betraying the village?!" Huan asked in a deep voice, tears glistening in her eyes.

The ninjas who joined Gen in the rebellion looked at him in bewilderment. "No, Lord Gen, that's not what you said beforehand."

"Hahahaha!!!" Laughing wildly, Mochizuki Gen roared, "What village! What betrayal! I was merely following my own will! I simply craved ninja slaughter! Gen! You little brat! You dare to know what a ninja is!!!"

A ninja is someone who can endure all kinds of pain.

Standing in the corner, Kakuzu's expression was both ugly and strange, and he felt as if he had been set up.

"You've slaughtered our fellow villagers without cause! Everyone!" Huan Leihua roared, tears streaming down her face. "Wang Yuexian! Kakuzu! As the patriarch of a clan of heroes! I cannot allow you to act so recklessly!!!"

"Enough nonsense!" Mochizuki Gen looked at Gen and said calmly, "Come on! Defeat me! And I will acknowledge your right to be the leader of Takigakure! Only the strongest ninja deserves to be the leader of a village!"

"I see..." Huan lowered his head, drew his sword, and said, "Then I have no choice but to fight you to the death!"

The air suddenly became heavy, and the ninjas from all directions stopped fighting and watched this scene.

The next second, the illusion shifted, and in an instant, the blade shot forward, moving with the speed of a phantom. The blade pierced through the chest, and bright red blood dripped down from the tip of the blade.

Mochizuki looked down at Gen, who was burying his head in his chest, crying silently with tears streaming down his face, and struggled to shout.

"How...is this possible?! You actually...could break my eye technique...!!!"

The ninjas were in an uproar. They had all witnessed how powerful Mochizuki Gen was. No one could raise their sword and launch a decent attack in front of him. If they had any intention to attack, they would immediately die from their own attacks. He was a terrifying and powerful man, an unbeatable opponent.

After a while, the ninjas erupted in a deafening cheer.

Seeing this, Kakuzu's lips twitched, while the ninjas following Gen looked as if the sky had fallen.

No, brother, if you die now, what about us?!

Is Huan too strong?

Kakuzu looked at Gen with apprehension. He had witnessed Gen's battle and was not too willing to provoke her. This woman was very strong!

The village is truly a place where hidden talents abound!

Gen's body trembled. In the distance, Hayabusa watched this scene silently, listening to the deafening cheers. Gen slumped forward, leaning against Gen, and weakly whispered, "Gen, persevere on your path, and turn the village into a peaceful haven. Finally, be careful... Yura..."

"I understand... Lord Gen..."

Leaning against Huan's body, Xuan's corpse collapsed limply.

Huan dared not move, could not move, and let him fall. After a long while, Huan drew his ninja sword and shouted fiercely, "The culprit has been killed! Why don't you all surrender immediately! What! You! Want to try dying?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of weapons falling to the ground rang out one after another, and both sides in the battle surrendered without hesitation.

Upon seeing this scene, both sides looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.

Kakuzu silently took a step back.

At that moment, Gensuke's sharp gaze swept over, and he said, "Kakuzu! What do you want to do!?"

If possible, Gen wouldn't really want Kakuzu to leave; he's the village's only high-end combat force.

Kakuzu remained silent, only turning and running away!

The ninjas stirred, unsure whether to give chase, their eyes fixed on Huan, hoping to atone for their sins.

"Kakuzu! You can't escape!" Gen shouted, but didn't move an inch.

Upon hearing this, Kakuzu ran even faster.

Huan simply watched, doing nothing, her eyes glistening with tears.

everything is over.

Under the warm light of the Divine Tree, Takigakure was reborn. The corpses of ninjas were scattered everywhere, lying haphazardly on the ground. By the window of the main building's conference room, Kyoka Kusanagi had her head down, seemingly sleeping soundly, unable to move. On the eaves outside the building, the man of the Thousand Demons, covered in fist marks, lay on the tiles, also sleeping soundly.

Xian collapsed to the ground, a relieved smile on her lips.

The ghost who should have died long ago during the Warring States period can finally go home; his people are waiting for him.

Sitting on the edge of the roof, Falcon watched this scene, with Masato, his childhood friend and sworn brother, behind him.

Only at the moment of his death did this man shed the pretense he had maintained his entire life, revealing a genuine and sunny smile on his face.

Only now did Falcon truly understand this special friend.

"Everyone's tired, let's go to sleep."

He looked tenderly at his younger sister, Huan, who was in the center of the crowd.

"Do you still remember me, Huan..."

Seeing the look in the falcon's eyes, Huan made a mouth shape from afar.

Onii-chan...

Beneath the mask, the corners of the falcon's beak curved slightly upwards.