Konoha: Superman template, the spoiled brat becomes strong.

He could feel his chakra draining away at a visible rate, and beads of sweat on his forehead fell to the ground, spreading dark spots on the rocks.

"I can only hold out for ten seconds." He gritted his teeth, drew a kunai from his waist and threw it—not at Obito's throat, but at his left shoulder.

That was the spot where Obito had been grazed by Raikiri. He remembered that when Obito activated Kamui, the injured area would stiffen for half a second.

The kunai pierced Obito's left shoulder with pinpoint accuracy, and drops of blood splattered onto the cocoon of light, blooming into an eerie red.

Obito grunted, and the frequency of his Sharingan's rotation suddenly dropped.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bai Ye lunged forward, his fist wrapped in chakra as he slammed into the opponent's heart—this was a taijutsu he had modified based on "The Legend of the Wind," specifically designed to exploit the Sharingan's predictive weaknesses.

"Click."

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the light cocoon.

Obito placed his right hand on his leg, and the black markings unique to the Ten-Tails cells spread along his skin. Wherever they passed, the golden cocoon of light crumbled into pieces like corroded paper.

"The Ten-Tails' regenerative power?" Bai Ye's pupils contracted slightly, and he took two quick steps back, only to see that Obito had already broken free of his restraints, black markings covering half of his face, and the tomoe in his Sharingan spinning wildly.

"You think ancient techniques can contain the Ten-Tails' vessel?" Obito's voice became hoarse, as if another being was whispering in his throat. "Now, it's my turn."

The cave suddenly shook violently, and rubble fell from the ceiling like a torrential rain.

Chapter 639 Magnetic Perception Technique

Byakuya instinctively rolled away to dodge, only to see a jet-black sphere condense in Obito's palm—the prototype of the Tailed Beast Ball.

"Damn it!" His heart pounded as he realized that his previous tactics were completely wrong: Obito had no intention of using taijutsu to decide the outcome; the previous entanglement was just to accumulate the Ten-Tails' chakra.

The aura of the Tailed Beast Ball was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. With his back pressed against the rock wall, Byakuya could clearly feel the rocks trembling.

He reached for the scroll at his waist, where there was only one Wind Escape Talisman left—but he was too far away to form the hand seals in time.

"Is this where it's going to end?" He stared at the gradually taking shape of the Tailed Beast Ball, his mind flashing back to his mother's smile before her death, Yukino's gentle words as she handed him the ancient scroll, and Sasuke's image on the walls of the Land of Fire saying, "I will end this chaotic world with my own hands."

“No.” His nails dug deep into his palms. “I haven’t shown Obito just how fragile his so-called perfect world really is.”

"white night!"

A clear shout pierced through the roar.

At the entrance to the cave, Granny Chiyo's figure stood as upright as an old pine tree.

Her right hand rested on the puppet scroll at her waist, her left hand formed the Tiger Seal, and behind her followed Ebizo, Kakashi, and Mei Terumi—Kakashi's Lightning Blade danced at his fingertips, Mei Terumi's Water Release had already condensed into a sharp blade in her palm, and Ebizo held a kunai to protect Chiyo's side.

Obito paused, slowing down the condensation speed of the Tailed Beast Ball.

He turned to look at the entrance, a hint of impatience flashing in his crimson Sharingan eyes: "The old fogies from Sunagakure have arrived just in time."

"Timely?" Granny Chiyo slammed her cane heavily on the ground. "You think our Sand Village's sensory ninjas are just for show? From the moment you released the Ten-Tails' chakra, the chakra fluctuations throughout the entire valley reached my summoning hawk." Her gaze swept over Byakuya's blood-stained left shoulder, her pupils shrinking slightly. "You brat, if you dare to venture into this kind of trap alone again, this old woman will tie you to the training ground with my puppet strings!"

Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth but didn't reply.

He could feel Chiyo's chakra spreading along the ground; it was Sunagakure's unique "Magnetic Release: Sensing Technique," replenishing his lost chakra.

"Thanks," he said softly, his fingers stealthily reaching for the kunai at his waist—this time, he was going to coordinate with the reinforcements to catch Obito off guard.

Obito had clearly also noticed the change in the situation.

He stared at the crowd that had gathered around him, and the Tailed Beast Ball suddenly vanished from his palm.

“It seems today is not the right day to wrap things up.” His voice returned to its previous calm, and purple ripples from his Sharingan spread beneath his feet. “But remember this—” His gaze swept over Byakuya, over Chiyo, and finally settled on Mei Terumi at the cave entrance. “What you have stopped is only one percent of my plan. The real game has only just begun.”

Before he could finish speaking, Obito's body began to become intangible.

Bai Ye wanted to give chase, but Kakashi grabbed him, saying, "His space-time ninjutsu requires contact to interrupt. If you chase after him now, you'll just be teleported along with him."

The cave fell silent again, with only the sound of water dripping from the rock walls.

Byakuya watched as the Gold Butterfly Stone gradually cooled down at the spot where Obito had disappeared.

He touched the wound on his left shoulder; the bleeding had stopped, but the stench of the ten-tailed cells still lingered in the air—a more dangerous signal than the pain.

"Shall we chase after them?" Ebizo asked, stroking his chin as his gaze swept over the black markings on the ground.

Granny Chiyo shook her head, lightly tapping the black markings with the tip of her cane: "The remnants of the Ten-Tails' chakra will cause chaos in the surrounding ley lines. Chasing after them now will only fall into his trap." She turned to Byakuya, her gaze softening slightly, "Treat the wounds first, then go to the library—Yukino said she found a new clue about the Ten-Tails' altar."

Bai Ye nodded, his fingers unconsciously stroking the golden butterfly stone.

He could sense that a bigger storm was brewing.

Obito's words were like a thorn in his heart: "The real game has only just begun." And he knew that he had to be the one to break the deadlock in this game.

Outside the cave, the wind suddenly picked up.

The sand grains hit the rock wall, making a rustling sound, like some kind of unknown prophecy.

Chapter 640 New Plan

As the sandstorm outside the cave, carrying the stench of blood, rushed in, Byakuya's boots had already ground into the rammed earth of Sunagakure.

He could feel the itching sensation of the Ten-Tails cells wriggling at the wound, like countless fine needles drilling into the bone from under the skin—this was a precursor to a chakra rejection reaction, and it needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

"Go to the medical team first." Granny Chiyo's cane tip tapped his back, and the Magnet Release chakra, wrapped in warmth, seeped into his meridians, temporarily suppressing the burning pain from the putrid smell.

Ebizo followed on the right, his fingers unconsciously stroking the puppet strings at his waist. He paused when his gaze swept over the guards at the village entrance, whispered a few words to the approaching Sand Village Jonin, who immediately turned and ran towards the training ground.

Mei Terumi walked at the front, the hem of her light blue kimono stained with mud from the cave walls, and the coral hairpin in her hair swaying gently with her steps.

She suddenly stopped, and as she turned around, the crimson eyeshadow at the corner of her eye was lifted by the wind: "Bai Ye, your Sharingan is burning."

Bai Ye then realized the stinging pain behind his left eyeball and quickly covered his left eye.

The three tomoe spun wildly on my retina, as if being forcibly stirred by some force—was it the remnant of Obito's spatial fluctuations?

When he lowered his hand, his palms were already damp with sweat.

"Enter the meeting room." Granny Chiyo's voice was like a gong being struck, making everyone's eardrums vibrate.

She turned first into the stone building at the entrance of the village. The two characters "Senju" on the lintel were worn white by the wind and sand. It was a token given by the First Hokage to Sunagakure, and now it had become the best hiding place.

The torches in the conference room flickered in the wind.

Mei Terumi took the Kusanagi sword and placed it on the table. The crisp sound of metal clashing against the wooden table startled Ebizo, who looked up. "Contact the other villages." She tapped the Cloud Village and Iwa Village markers on the map with her fingertips. "Obito can mobilize the Ten-Tails; Sunagakure alone can't hold them off."

“The fortifications also need to be reinforced.” Kakashi’s mask only revealed half of his face, his index finger resting on his chin. “He used a Tailed Beast Ball to blast through the barrier north of the village last time, so Shizune needs to take the medical team to set up a temporary shelter at the breach in the barrier.” His Sharingan suddenly contracted. “But… don’t you guys think Obito’s retreat was too hasty?”

Bai Ye's knuckles pressed against the table, the pads of his fingers still warm from the Golden Butterfly Stone.

He recalled the glance Obito gave Mei Terumi before he disappeared, and his throat tightened: "He's waiting."

We'll disperse our forces and wait for reinforcements from other villages to arrive—then we'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

“So we need to be even faster.” Granny Chiyo used her cane to pick up a communication scroll in the corner. “Ebizo, go and inform the Kazekage to send sensory ninjas to monitor the chakra fluctuations within a hundred miles.”

Mei Terumi, can the Kirigakure navy arrive within three days?

Mei Terumi traced the shark tooth pattern on the Kusanagi sword with her fingertips: "I'll go and urge them myself." She rose, leaving a fragrant trail behind her, and paused as she passed Byakuya. "Your injury... you'd better have Tsunade's student take a look."

After the door creaked shut, only the crackling of torches remained in the meeting room.

Ebizo suddenly laughed: "Young friend, it's time to go to the library."

Yukino said she wouldn't be able to wait for you and was going to burn the ancient books as kindling.

The moment the sandalwood scent mixed with the musty smell of the library wafted in, Bai Ye's left shoulder began to throb again.

Yukino was kneeling on the ladder, the back of her light blue kimono stained with dust, her hair tie half-undone, and a few strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead.

She was carrying a worn-out copy of "An Essential Guide to Ancient Sealing Techniques" in her arms. As soon as he entered, she slid down the ladder, her wooden clogs tapping rapidly on the floor.

Chapter 641 Speak up, what intelligence?

"Look at this!" Her hands trembled as she opened the book. Spiral runes were drawn on the yellowed pages. "This is the 'Whale-Locking Seal' that sealed the Eight-Tails a thousand years ago!"

The required materials are…” Her fingertip traced the smaller print below, “Blood Crystal Marrow, Thunderstorm Flower, and… Golden Butterfly Stone!”

Bai Ye's pupils suddenly contracted.

He took out the Golden Butterfly Stone from his waist; the patterns on the surface of the ore subtly echoed the runes in the book. "Suppressing the Ten-Tails' chakra?" His voice was hoarse.

"Temporarily sealed!" Yukino's eyes shone like stars. "The Ten-Tails cells are being rejected by your body because they have chosen Obito as their master."

This Whale Seal can sever its connection with Obito for three days—but only on the night of a full moon, using your blood as a medium. She suddenly gripped his wrist, "Your left shoulder injury can't be delayed any longer; the Ten-Tails cells have begun to devour your chakra circuits!"

The sandstorm outside the window suddenly intensified.

Bai Ye stared at the ahoge sticking up on the top of her head, his throat tightening.

The girl, who always dozed off while organizing ancient books, now had a light in her eyes that shone brighter than any ninjutsu. "How long will it take to prepare the materials?"

“Two days.” Yukino released her grip and pulled a list from her sleeve. “The Blood Crystal Marrow is at the Wind Altar. Go to Amegakure to get the Thunderstorm Flower from Hanzo—he owes my master a favor.” She suddenly lowered her voice. “However… Sasuke was here just now.”

"Sasuke?"

“The son of the daimyo of the Land of Fire.” Yukino frowned. “He said he has important information, but he wants to see Granny Chiyo.”

I guess... he's probably in the conference room right now.

Before he could finish speaking, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.

A Sunagakure genin burst through the library door, his headband askew: "Byakuya-sama!"

The sensory team said... "The enemy's chakra fluctuations!"

At least five legions will arrive from the Land of Fire within two days!

Bai Ye's temples throbbed.

He recalled Obito's words about the "real game," realizing that it wasn't just the Ten-Tails, but also the armies of various countries—after the death of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, those ambitious individuals finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"To the conference room." He grabbed Yukino's wrist and ran out, the wind whipping her hair and hitting her face. "Take the information on sealing techniques with you."

The meeting room door was ajar, letting in the dim light of an oil lamp.

Just as Bai Ye was about to push open the door, he heard Granny Chiyo's voice from inside: "You want us to help you take back the Land of Fire?"

Why should I believe you're not the second Danzo?

“Because my mother was a princess of the Land of Fire.” Sasuke’s voice was low and hoarse, with the sharpness unique to young people. “Those daimyo united to divide up the land of the Land of Fire, and my father’s death… they are inextricably linked to it.”

Yukino's footsteps paused.

Bai Ye gripped the parchment scroll tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

He could hear his own heartbeat, mixed with the howling wind outside the door, like war drums urging him to his death.

"So you provide intelligence in exchange for our support." Chiyo tapped her cane on the ground. "Speak, what intelligence?"

Bai Ye's fingertips pressed against the door panel.

He suddenly remembered Obito's eyes before he disappeared, the Ten-Tails cells surging in the wound on his left shoulder, and the Gold Butterfly Stone patterns on the sealing technique list that Yukino handed him, which were glowing with a ghostly blue light under the moonlight.

The conversation inside the gate continued, while outside, the sandstorm, carrying the scent of blood and fire, swept up the walls of Sunagakure.

Chapter 642 Sonic Attack

Just as Bai Ye's fingertips were about to knock on the door, a chill suddenly ran down the back of his neck—it was the instinct of a ninja who had spent years teetering on the brink of death.

He turned around and shielded Yukino behind him, only to see Sakura Haruno leaning against the wall, panting heavily, her forehead covered in cold sweat, and the white armband unique to medical ninjas pulled askew to one side at the corner of the corridor.

"Southeast Watchtower!" Her voice cracked, her fingers digging into the wall. "The sensory team detected abnormal chakra fluctuations, and... and they perfectly match Obito Uchiha!"

The sealing technique data in Yukino's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

Byakuya's pupils contracted sharply, and his left hand instinctively gripped the door where Sasuke had just been.

The sound of a chair overturning came from inside the room, indicating that the people inside had also heard Sakura's words.

"Your father just died, and you're more eager to deliver intelligence than the scouts of the Land of Fire." Bai Ye grabbed Sasuke's wrist, who suddenly pushed the door open, his knuckles turning white from the force.

The boy's wrists were thin but strong. In the struggle, he tore open his collar, revealing a fresh scratch on the side of his neck—as if it had been made by some kind of barbed weapon.

"Let go!" Sasuke reached for the short sword at his waist with his other hand, his eyes blazing with anger at being questioned. "I need to find Obito's location. He might know the truth about my father's death!"

"The truth?" Chiyo's cane slammed heavily at their feet, her withered fingers somehow gripping three poisoned kunai, their tips pressed against Sasuke's back. "Half a year ago you were a hostage in Kumogakure, and now you suddenly appear in Sunagakure, saying your father was killed by the Daimyo's allied forces... Obito's techniques can manipulate people's minds, who knows if he's placed a cursed seal on you?"

The alarm suddenly pierced the air.

That was the highest-level Crimson Flame Alarm of Sunagakure; the reverberation of the gong and bells was so loud it hurt one's eardrums.