Konoha: Superman template, the spoiled brat becomes strong.

The residual power of Kakashi's Lightning Blade, Tsunade's monstrous strength, and even Sasuke's lingering Chidori Stream all condensed into a purplish-black chakra ball on the surface of the iron sand.

As the twelfth rosary began to hum, all the iron sand suddenly turned into a torrential downpour.

Protect the wounded! Tsunade's Hundred Healings Technique instantly covered her entire body with runes, but even faster than her was a golden flash.

Naruto enveloped his entire body in the Nine-Tails' chakra and charged towards the densest rain of iron sand, with six crimson fox tails exploding behind him to form a barrier.

Amidst the shrill sound of the iron sand colliding with chakra, he heard the cracking sound of his bones bearing the strain.

The mysterious figure let out a joyful hiss, and slowly clenched its right fist.

A spatial vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the suspended rosary array, and Naruto, who was struggling to hold on, felt his chakra being drawn away by some force.

He caught a glimpse of Kakashi's Lightning Blade piercing the mysterious man's back, only to discover it was merely an afterimage of iron sand.

The real killer move comes from where you stand.

As Gaara unleashed his chakra-fueled, gold-dust spear, the twelve prayer beads completed their second rotation.

The spatial distortion created a crack that deflected the tip of the gold-plated spear by three inches, barely grazing the hem of the mysterious man's black robe.

This mistake plunged the entire battlefield into a deathly silence—everyone's combined attack, despite their best efforts, couldn't even tear the hem of the other's clothing.

A commendable struggle. The mysterious figure flicked his finger, and the sandstorm suddenly changed course, heading towards Konoha Village.

The crowd heard a crisp sound of the defensive barrier shattering in the distance, and the smoke and dust from the collapsed watchtower in the training ground were already clearly visible.

As he began to form the third unfamiliar hand seal, all the remaining chakra suddenly began to flow backward, and the ninja tools and bloodstains on the battlefield floated upward against gravity.

Shikamaru's cold sweat dripped into the sand, and the range of his Shadow Imitation Technique was rapidly shrinking.

This enemy not only saw through all the tactics, but even turned their counterattacks into nourishment to enhance their own ninjutsu.

The entire Konoha chakra system is now generating a strange resonance, and even the power of the Nine-Tails' rampage has become part of the opponent's formation.

The sand and iron beneath the mysterious figure coalesced into a serpentine throne, and he lazily rested his chin on his hand, enjoying the astonished expressions of the crowd.

As the first piece of iron sand flying backward pierced through the wooden shield of the Heavenly Treasury, an eerie green aurora suddenly lit up the northwestern sky.

This strange phenomenon caused his movements to momentarily halt, as the red light beneath the mask swept across an area not yet covered by the iron sand.

It's now!

Kakashi's Mangekyou Sharingan was finally full of chakra, but just as he was about to unleash Kamui, the mysterious man suddenly teleported to the edge of the battlefield as if he had foreseen it.

The twelve prayer beads were simultaneously shot in different directions, forming a larger circular array around the leaf.

When the first ray of purple light rose along the barrier, everyone realized with shock that the devastating attack they had just witnessed was merely the prelude to this war.

Chapter 352 Far From it

The iron sand hissed in the wind, and Hinata's Byakugan suddenly became clouded with blood.

She staggered and grabbed the broken rock wall, the faint light of chakra healing technique seeping through her fingers, but she couldn't stop the chakra flowing backward in her meridians.

Suddenly, Kankuro, thirty meters away, snapped the puppet strings, and the scorpion puppet's stinger drew a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on the back of his hand.

Southeast! Shikamaru's roar was shattered by the sound of iron sand colliding.

His shadow twisted into a jagged shape on the ground. The secret technique that could originally cover half the battlefield could now only barely bind three floating sand shurikens.

The Third Tsuchikage's Dust Release technique had just taken shape when it was shattered into stardust by a green aurora falling from the northwest sky.

Naruto used Rasengan to blast away the iron sand attacking Sakura, and the Nine-Tails' chakra cloak suddenly surged uncontrollably.

He saw Sasuke's Chidori flickering in the lightning, just like the lightning that cleaved the waterfall in the Valley of the End three years ago.

Kakashi's headband had been lifted, but the blood flowing from his Mangekyou Sharingan was eerily suspended half an inch from his eye socket.

The purple barrier's light patterns climbed up Tsunade's Slug Healing Technique, and Sakura Haruno's ribs, which had just been set, began to dislocate again.

As she looked up, biting her kunai, she saw a gray figure emerge from the sandstorm.

"Perverted Sage!" Naruto's voice made the floating iron sand tremble for half a second.

Jiraiya stepped over the remains of Wood Release, pierced by iron sand, his white hair turning bluish in the purple light of the barrier.

As he untied the scroll from his back, the three suspended iron spikes suddenly changed direction.

Orochimaru's disciple straightened up from the Iron Sand Throne.

The curse mark on his neck glowed with the same color as the barrier: the legend of the Three Legendary Sannin begins today—

"Quiet." Jiraiya suddenly took two steps to the left, and the iron sand cone that was about to pierce his throat flew past the scroll.

His gaze remained fixed on a certain spot at the edge of the barrier, where a patch of iron sand consistently avoided the area illuminated by the moonlight.

Naruto sensed that the Nine-Tails' chakra had suddenly become docile.

When he condensed the Rasengan again, he discovered several golden threads in the chakra flow trajectory—the sage chakra of Mount Myōboku, quietly spreading along the natural energy of the battlefield.

You think you can find the key to the formation by watching a show? The Sand Iron Throne suddenly grew three meters, and the twelve floating prayer beads simultaneously lit up with blood-red light.

As Orochimaru's disciple raised his hand, Gaara's Sand Shield suddenly lunged uncontrollably at Kankuro.

Jiraiya finally broke the scroll's seal.

The moment the scroll unfurled, the twelve purple barriers simultaneously emitted a buzzing sound, but the summoning array that should have appeared was empty.

He crushed a piece of slightly darker-colored iron sand under his feet, and the smell of toad oil suddenly rose from the southwest corner of the battlefield.

Immortal Technique: Stone Needle.

Amidst the soft sound of hand seals forming, the iron sand that had been hovering above Tsunade's head suddenly fell.

The slug split off and wrapped itself around the three seriously injured medical ninjas, leaving a trail of blood on the sand.

Toad-like patterns began to appear around Jiraiya's feet, but they disappeared automatically as soon as they touched the iron sand.

The figure on the Iron Throne suddenly disappeared.

When Orochimaru's disciple appeared behind Jiraiya, the twelve prayer beads were aimed directly at a pressure point on the back of his neck.

Naruto saw his master's scroll suddenly burst into flames, and the charred talisman ashes formed a broken seal in the wind.

You're nowhere near as good as Orochimaru. As Jiraiya spoke, his right index finger suddenly touched an old scar on his left shoulder.

Chapter 353 Well done

The suspended rain of iron sand abruptly stopped, and the purple light of the barrier cast a twisted, serpentine shadow beneath his feet.

As the first rosary bead pierced the air, the cry of a salamander suddenly echoed from somewhere on the battlefield.

Kakashi's Kamui finally tore through the sand barrier, but what he saw was not the core of the formation, but Jiraiya's left hand behind his back—his little finger was moving rapidly in the shadow of the sand, writing in blood a code that only the toads of Mount Myōboku could understand.

When the green aurora swept across the battlefield for the third time, thin ice crystals formed on the surface of all the suspended iron sand.

Iron sand fragments fell in a flurry under the vibrations of Sage Chakra.

Jiraiya leaned back to dodge the sweeping rosary chain. As his hair was severed, his right thumb rubbed blood onto the tattered scroll.

The twelve floating prayer beads suddenly refracted multiple afterimages, and the curse mark on Orochimaru's disciple's neck spread to behind his ear, with snake-scale-like patterns protruding from his skin.

Don't blink. Jiraiya suddenly reversed the hand seal sequence, and the chakra that was originally going to activate Fire Release suddenly turned into Water Release.

As Orochimaru's disciple swung his prayer beads toward his throat, the pungent smell of toad oil seeped from beneath the Iron Sand Throne.

Naruto was blocked by the Sand Shield as soon as he rushed out of the trench.

His nine-tailed claws scratched sparks off the sand wall: Gaara!

The present moment will disrupt the chakra resonance. The Kazekage's sand gourd is oozing black substance, and a third eye is faintly visible on his forehead.

In the dust and smoke that suddenly exploded in the southeast, Sasuke's Kusanagi sword was pinning down the core of three sand iron golems.

Tsunade's powerful punch shattered the falling barrier fragments, grabbed Naruto by the back of his collar, and threw him back into cover: "Make sure you see where the battlefield is going!"

That old lecher is using magic to rewrite the trajectory of natural energy!

But his master's scroll was already gone—Naruto suddenly fell silent.

His vertical pupils contracted to slits, and he saw that the sand-iron fragments suspended in the air were reflecting a certain kind of chakra wave.

Jiraiya's left hand formed the Tiger Seal at a 15-degree angle to the usual posture; it was a warning gesture agreed upon during their special training.

Orochimaru's disciple suddenly covered his right eye and stepped back.

The sandstone throne beneath his feet was cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and three of the twelve rosary beads were fading.

The toad oil that Jiraiya spewed out suddenly condensed into a mirror in mid-air, refracting the moonlight into seven prisms that pierced through the battlefield.

Now! Kakashi's Kamui tore a bowl-sized gap in the iron sand barrier.

As Naruto leaped into the air on the kunai thrown by Sasuke, he noticed that the reflections of all the iron sand fragments were focused on the source of the cursed seal on the left shoulder of Orochimaru's disciple.

Sage Chakra vibrated within Naruto's body like the croaking of frogs.

The Rasengan he was condensing in his right hand suddenly became coated with wind-style chakra, and the rapidly rotating airflow swirled the iron sand dust into a silver vortex.

The rosary chain wielded by Orochimaru's disciple was shredded into five pieces by the wind blade, and black blood suddenly seeped from the curse mark on his left shoulder.

Sage Art: Wind Release: Rasenshuriken!

The blast wave sent sand and iron flying within a 30-meter radius.

As the blue flames of toad oil ignited amidst the smoke and dust, everyone saw Jiraiya's Wild Lion's Mane technique wrapping around the enemy's neck.

Orochimaru's disciple's snake eyes suddenly reverted to human pupils, but what flowed from the crack in the cursed seal was not blood, but a kind of viscous purple chakra.

"Sealing Team!" Tsunade's roar jolted the dazed medical ninjas awake.

When the twenty sealing talismans covered the enemy's entire body, the barrier pillar in the southwest corner suddenly collapsed, revealing Kankuro, who was covered in wounds, behind him—the puppet core he was holding was oozing chakra liquid of the same color.

When Naruto landed, the Nine-Tails' cloak had already disappeared.

He stumbled and rushed toward Jiraiya, but was bounced back by some invisible barrier when he was three meters away.

Ice crystals were seeping from the sand beneath the white-haired immortal's feet, and the patterns refracted by those crystals under the moonlight were clearly the omens of disaster recorded on the stone walls of Mount Myōboku.

Well done. Jiraiya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and reached out to ruffle Naruto's blond hair.

A crack had appeared on his headband, but his gaze remained fixed on the dissipating purple chakra: But the real trouble was just beginning...

The cheers drowned out the rest of the sentence.

Sakura knelt on the ground, clutching Sasuke's medical kit, her tears washing away the blood and leaving two white streaks on her face.

Shikamaru's shadow was finally able to spread out completely. He counted the number of iron sand fragments remaining on the battlefield and suddenly discovered that each fragment had a tiny purple light spot.

"Master, look!" Naruto pointed to the medical team leader, who was being tossed into the air by the crowd. "We really..."

The Shukaku gourd in Sunagakure Village suddenly emitted a muffled sound.

Gaara pressed down on the trembling Eye of Sand and saw crows taking flight at the edge of the horizon.

As Jiraiya bent down to pick up the half-fragment of the rosary, his left hand, which was behind his back, was trembling. The reverse summoning spell in his palm was still missing the last stroke.

The night wind, carrying the lingering scent of toad oil, swept across the battlefield.

A medical ninja suddenly discovered that fluorescent tissue fluid was seeping from his bandaged wound.

Chapter 354 Reverse Spirit Communication

When the medical squad leader was thrown to the highest point, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Naruto's raised arm remained suspended in mid-air, the fluorescent tissue fluid on his fingertips reflecting an eerie blue-purple hue under the moonlight.

He subconsciously licked his cracked lips with his tongue, and a metallic, bloody taste suddenly rose in his throat.

"Konoha Village, your disaster has only just begun."

The gourd of Sunagakure shattered into sand during the eighth tremor, and the flying fragments grazed Kankuro's puppet arm, with viscous fluorescent liquid seeping from the metal joints.

The figure shrouded in black mist stood atop the Thousand Hands Rock Statue, its voice as grating as scraping iron with a kunai.

As soon as Hinata's Byakugan veins bulged, the black shadow transformed into hundreds of crows and scattered in all directions, with half an explosive tag still hooked on its fattest claw.

"Immediately seal off the banks of the Namka River!" Tsunade smashed a pillar of a makeshift medical tent with her fist, and flying wood chips grazed Sakura's cheek.

She didn't bother to wipe her new wounds; her trembling fingers gripped Sasuke's headband tightly—the metal edge of which had somehow become stained with the same fluorescent light.

Panic spread among the villagers like a plague.