Konoha: Superman template, the spoiled brat becomes strong.

The chains of Byakuya were repelled the moment they touched him, and Tsunade's chakra blade shattered into specks of green light as if it had hit an invisible wall.

You think you can defy fate with just these things? Tobirama's voice finally warmed up; it was excitement at the game spiraling out of control. Very well, this is the variable I chose.

His palm pressed against the bloodstain in the center of the altar, and the entire space suddenly began to distort.

Byakuya felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart, making it difficult to breathe, and Tsunade's cries seemed to be slowed down.

The chains on the bone wings vibrated wildly, trying to stabilize their bodies, but were almost broken by the increasingly strong suction.

Is this... a space-time ninjutsu? Tsunade's chakra perception activated for the last time before collapsing, and she saw countless silver threads of light wrapping around everyone's chakra pathways—no, it was more like... the power of an evil god!

The next second, all senses were swallowed by darkness.

When Bai Ye finally managed to open his eyes, the surroundings were completely dark.

There was no light, no sound, and even the flow of chakra became blurred.

He reached out to touch his side and touched Tsunade's wrist—she was still alive, but her chakra was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

A faint metallic scraping sound came from afar, like the sound of some ancient machine starting up.

As Bai Ye gazed at the void, the chains on his bone wings suddenly glowed with a dark red light.

He recalled Tobirama's final smile, the incantation on the altar resonating with the bone wings, and the Yin-Yang array that Shion had spoken of...

Something cracked open deep within my consciousness.

And from within that crack, he heard a voice—

Welcome to the chessboard of the evil god.

Chapter 518 A Land Beyond the Rules of the Ninja World

In the gray void, the sound of chakra flowing was as faint as a whisper.

Byakuya knelt on one knee, pressing his fingertips against Tsunade's neck. Only after feeling the faint throbbing did his tense back relax slightly.

As he looked up, a faint blue light suddenly appeared at his feet—countless runes seeped out from the void, weaving into a winding path beneath his feet, slowly writhing like living things.

What place is this?

"Your domain?" Bai Ye's fingertips gripped the bone wing chains, dark red runes flowing across their surface, subtly resonating with the faintly visible runes in the void.

His response was a soft laugh.

Black mist surged from the end of the rune path, coalescing into a figure: pale skin with a cold, porcelain-like sheen, a blood-soaked bandage wrapped around his left eye, and a ghostly green flame flickering in his right eye—it was Tobirama's face, but with a more mechanical feel than he remembered, even his voice sounded like the friction of metal: This is a place beyond the rules of the ninja world, and you… He raised his hand, and black mist condensed into a chessboard in his palm. The chess pieces were actually forged from translucent chakra, just one of my chess pieces.

Bai Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

He noticed that the same incantations as those on the altar were engraved on the edge of the chessboard, and the bone wing chains suddenly became hot, as if they were being pulled by some force to rush over.

At that moment, hurried footsteps came from the void, and Shion helped Tsunade stumble out of the darkness.

Blood seeped from Tsunade's forehead, her chakra chaotic like a crumpled ball of yarn; Shion's hair was stained with charred black, and her fingertips still held lingering purple chakra: Byakuya!

His power here is almost invincible!

That's not all. Another clear, cold female voice rang out from the left.

The black robe that Yueyin was wearing was lifted by a corner by the wind in the void, revealing a fragment of the Amegakure headband hanging at her waist.

She stared into the eyes of the Messenger of Destiny as if looking at some decaying relic: twenty years ago, he used the flesh and blood of the First Ninja as a sacrifice to tear open the barrier between the present world and the void.

Those ninjas who died in the Valley of the End... their will did not dissipate, but was instead refined into nourishment for the evil god.

So that's why you betrayed Amegakure? Shion suddenly grabbed Tsukikage's wrist. The forbidden files you mentioned, are they records of this?

Yueyin did not answer, but simply raised her chin to indicate the chessboard: Look at the key point of the formation.

Following her gaze, Bai Ye noticed that the black chess piece in the center of the chessboard was flashing in sync with the incantations on his bone wing chains.

With a sudden thought, he unfurled his bone wings, and chains shot out like living snakes, piercing the core of the chessboard with a clang.

The ripples from the collision of chakra spread out, the chessboard instantly shattered into pieces, and the void trembled violently like a lake surface tossed with pebbles.

You think this little trick can stop me? The messenger's right cheek suddenly split open, revealing the sound of metal gears turning underneath. This chessboard is nothing but a show for you.

Before she could finish speaking, Yueyin suddenly flicked out the jade pendant from her waist.

The jade pendant, covered with ancient runes that looked like they had been eaten by insects, emitted a blinding white light when it struck the crack in the void.

Bai Ye was thrown against the runic path by the shockwave, but heard Yue Yin's urgent whisper: "This was made using the First Hokage's cells and the Yin-Yang Release sealing technique; it can temporarily stabilize the void..."

But the tremors in the void did not stop; instead, even more violent roars surged from all directions.

The bodies of the Destiny Messengers began to blur, and countless phantoms identical to them crawled out of the void—Bai Ye's phantom gripped the bone wing chains, Tsunade's phantom clutched her bleeding forehead, and even Yueyin's phantom was repeating the action of swinging the jade pendant.

Chapter 519 They are sharing intelligence

These are the real pawns. The voice of the Messenger of Destiny rang out simultaneously from each phantom: You think you are rebelling, but you are merely repeating the defeat of twenty years ago.

Bai Ye took a half step back, his back pressed against Zi Yuan's trembling body.

He saw his own phantom raising chains, its target Shion's throat; Tsunade's phantom clutched her chest, her eyes vacant like a marionette.

Even more bizarrely, the chakra fluctuations of these phantoms were completely identical to those of the real body, and even the speed at which the incantations on his bone wings flowed were exactly the same.

Chakra has been copied... Tsunade suddenly grabbed Byakuya's arm; her chakra perception became even more acute in the void. They share our memories, our weaknesses...

That's why the rules had to be broken. Bai Ye stared at the bone wing chains, noticing the dark red runes gradually turning golden-red, and unfamiliar patterns appearing on the chain's surface. The First Shinobi left me wasn't these bones, it was...

"Shut up!" The mechanical voice of the Destiny Messenger suddenly rose, and his true form burst out from among countless phantoms, his right hand transforming into a spear made of chakra, piercing straight for Bai Ye's throat.

At the critical moment, a dark figure pounced.

Moonshadow's black robe shattered under the spear, and blood splattered onto White Night's face, burning hot.

Her body was pierced by a spear, yet she clung tightly to the spearhead, blood seeping from between her fingers: Go!

Go to the core of the formation!

Why? Bai Ye caught her falling body and saw half a jade pendant protruding from her neck—its pattern perfectly matched the one she had just smashed.

Because... Yueyin coughed up black blood, her gaze fixed on Ziyuan's face. "I promised my teacher I would protect her." Her fingers pressed against Baiye's hand, placing half a jade pendant into his palm. "Go to the altar, use this to awaken the true power of the Bone Wings..."

Before she finished speaking, her body began to become transparent.

The phantoms suddenly froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.

The mechanical eyes of the messenger of destiny flashed violently, emitting a piercing buzz: Impossible... You have broken the cycle!

The void began to tremble violently, and the runic paths collapsed in patches, revealing the churning, dark abyss beneath.

Byakuya held Tsunade in his arms, and Shion tugged at his sleeve as the three of them were pushed forward by a force.

He looked down at the half jade pendant in his palm, then at the fading moonlight—her last smile overlapped with the image of the senior sister in Ziyuan's memory who always stuffed candy into her mouth.

Hold on! White Night's bone wings expanded to their limit, and the chains frantically absorbed the chakra surging wildly in the void.

The golden-red incantations swirled on the chains, tearing a crack in them.

A cold wind blew in, carrying the scent of earth and grass—the smell of the present world.

As the last wisp of gray was left behind, Bai Ye heard the roar of the Messenger of Destiny pierce through the void: You cannot win!

The will of the evil god...

The sound stopped suddenly.

The darkness faded, revealing a desolate wasteland.

The wind whipped sand against their faces, Tsunade's chakra fluctuations grew stronger, and Shion trembled as she rummaged through the medicine bottle in her bosom.

Bai Ye lowered his head, half of the jade pendant burning in his palm, the golden-red incantations on the bone wing chains still resonating softly, as if telling a forgotten secret.

The howls of wolves echoed in the distance.

Behind them, as the void rift closed, a flash of eerie green light appeared—it was the mechanical eye of the Messenger of Destiny that had not completely dissipated.

Chapter 520 The Third Generation Onoki

The wind of the wasteland whipped up sand and grit that lashed his face. When Byakuya released his arms from Tsunade, his knuckles were still bluish-white—he had almost exhausted all his chakra to maintain his bone wings in the void.

Tsunade staggered two steps and grabbed his shoulder, the gray mist clinging to her hair falling down, but her gaze first fell on Shion.

The little girl was squatting on the ground, her trembling fingers pinching the medicine bottle and pouring it into her mouth. As her Adam's apple bobbed up and down, traces of blood from the turbulent air still lingered on her neck.

Shion, Tsunade knelt down, placed her fingertips on her pulse point, and gently probed with chakra. Don't panic, your chakra is recovering.

Ziyuan looked up, her eyes reddening: Senior Sister...

Bai Ye tucked half of the jade pendant into his bosom. The pendant felt hot against his heart, like an inextinguishable fire.

He looked in the direction where the crack had closed; the eerie green mechanical eye spot had long since disappeared, leaving only the howling of wolves echoing across the wasteland.

Suddenly, the sound of sand rubbing against fabric came from the wind. He turned around instantly, his bone wings unfurling half an inch behind him—the newcomer was Akasa. The black robe with red clouds of the Sand Village's dark side fluttered in the wind, and the scroll with the Sand Village's emblem on it was tightly bound by chains at his waist, gleaming coldly in the twilight.

Lord Byakuya! Akazawa knelt on one knee, the wind blowing her bangs up to reveal the lingering bruises on her forehead. I followed the chakra fluctuations to find this place.

When the void rift erupted just now, I felt the tremors even in the sand dunes fifty miles away... Where is Senior Moonshadow?

Bai Ye's Adam's apple bobbed.

As Yueyin faded away, the image of that smile overlapping with the memory of his senior sister giving him candy felt like a needle pricking his temple.

He reached out and took the scroll from Akasuna. When his fingertips touched the surface of the scroll, he suddenly paused—it was Chiyo's chakra residue, carrying the dry warmth unique to old women, mixed with a hint of herbal fragrance.

She gave her life to bring us back. Bai Ye's voice was low and hoarse as he traced the Sand Village emblem with his fingertips. Now, the contents of this scroll might be the key.

Tsunade leaned closer, her fingertips gathering chakra as she gently traced the sealing wax on the scroll. With a click, the parchment scroll slowly unfurled, and a much older strip of paper, its edges charred black, suddenly drifted out from between the yellowed pages, as if it had been snatched from a fire.

With her sharp eyes, Shion crouched down, picked it up, and handed it to Tsunade.

The First Shinobi's sealing technique was incomplete; the true key was hidden in the Blood Altar. Tsunade read the words on the note aloud. The handwriting was so messy it almost seemed to fly away, with a trailing ink mark at the end, as if the writer had been interrupted and hastily put down their pen. Was this Chiyo's handwriting?

Akashi suddenly looked up, his pupils contracting: The Blood Altar?

That was a forbidden area deep in the desert in the eastern part of Sunagakure. I heard from the clan elders when I was a child that even Lady Chiyo had only been inside three times.

Each time he comes out, he has to go into seclusion in a secret room for seven days, saying that... He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said that the seal inside would devour the will of the living.

The wind in the wasteland suddenly changed direction, and the sand it swirled up hit the scroll, making a rustling sound.

Bai Ye gazed at the distant sand dunes dyed blood red by the setting sun, the golden-red runes on his bone wings slightly warm—marks left from his battle against the Messenger of Destiny in the void.

He rolled up the scroll again and tied it up: Since the clue that Yueyin obtained at the cost of her life points to this place, we must go.

The Blood Altar is even more desolate than the Red Sand Altar is described.

They trekked through the desert for three days. On the evening of the third day, Chisha suddenly pressed Baiye's arm: "Stop." He crouched down, dug his fingertips into the sand, picked up a pinch, and sniffed it. The sand smelled of rock salt. Half a mile ahead was the outer edge of the forbidden area.

As the moonlight climbed the sand dunes, the group finally saw the altar.

It's more like a stone mound eroded by wind and sand than an altar—seven stone pillars, each requiring one person to encircle, form a circle, with a half-person-high stone tablet in the center, its surface covered with mottled yin-yang twin formations.

Bai Ye's bone wings suddenly emitted a soft hum, and the golden-red runes on the chains began to flow, as if drawn by some kind of force.

This array... Tsunade narrowed her eyes. It was very similar to the sealing technique pattern of the First Shinobi recorded in the secret chamber of Konoha, but it lacked the most crucial curse seal.

Bai Ye stepped forward, and the chains on the bone wings automatically detached from his arm, sticking to the stone tablet with a clink.

In an instant, the entire altar trembled!

The array on the surface of the stone tablet glowed with a faint blue light, and the originally blurry engravings suddenly became clear—it was an ancient ninja inscription, worn almost illegible by the passage of time: The will of the living can only be released through sacrifice.

A sacrifice? Shion gripped Byakuya's sleeve tightly. Could it be the First Shinobi...?

Chapter 521 The Lies of the Messenger of Destiny

That was a lie told by the messenger of destiny. Bai Ye interrupted her, and the golden-red runes on the chains suddenly surged, like living snakes slithering into the cracks of the stone tablet.

He could sense that some ancient power was awakening, drilling into his body along the chains—an aura completely opposite to that of the messenger of destiny in the void, pure, profound, and carrying the warmth of the earth.

boom!

The stone tablet suddenly cracked open, and countless golden dust poured out from the crack, condensing in mid-air to form a huge map of the ninja world!

Mount Fuji in the Land of Fire, the Hidden Cloud Village in the Land of Lightning, and even the Hidden Rain Village shrouded in mist are all clearly visible.

Ziyuan reached out to touch it, her fingertips passing through the map and touching a warm light.