Gulp.
Gulp.
"I must be losing my mind… I'm actually seeing this."
"T-That's Lord Danzō… he was my most admired member of the higher-ups…"
"When did that little Jin get this strong?"
"Sorry… I only knew him as a chatterbox…"
After witnessing this scene, nearly a hundred ANBU in front of the Hokage Tower swallowed hard.
No one had imagined it.
That lofty, untouchable Lord Danzō—
was being casually pinned under the foot of a boy barely in his teens.
Especially those ANBU who had once been assigned to monitor Jin.
Their eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.
Their mouths hung wide open.
This is Jin?
That nonstop-talking Jin?
Wasn't he only good at yapping and sunbathing?
When did he ever train?!
They couldn't make sense of it.
Compared to them, the Root operatives were much calmer.
They said nothing, only repeatedly tried to rescue Danzō.
Unfortunately—every attempt failed.
Any attack that reached Jin's immediate vicinity simply vanished without cause.
Forced once again, Danzō rapidly formed hand seals.
This time, faster—
and with far greater chakra.
He took a deep breath, then forcefully exhaled!
Wind Release: Vacuum Great Sphere!
What had once been bullets evolved into mortars!
Yet even cannon-like blasts, the instant they touched Jin's body, simply disappeared.
Not even a ripple formed.
They vanished cleanly, lightly—
as if he had merely blown out a breath.
"Are ordinary ninjutsu useless…?"
Worthy of his title as a battle-hardened Hokage aide, Danzō quickly grasped the problem after several failed attacks.
"If pure ninjutsu doesn't work… then I'll have to try tools."
He muttered to himself, rolling away from the ground.
Three zhang away!
Shua!
A shuriken appeared in his hand.
He lowered his head and spat, thick chakra instantly coating the shuriken's edge like pale yellow-white phosphorescence.
Wind Release: Vacuum Blade!
Then, like lightning, he thrust straight at Jin!
If ninjutsu won't work—
then weapons will!
"So obsessed with stabbing people using kunai?"
Seeing this, Jin nearly laughed out loud.
As expected of Danzō—the undisputed number one when it came to stabbing Susanoo with shuriken.
When in doubt, stab it with a shuriken!
He simply stood there smiling, watching Danzō rush in.
Three zhang!
One zhang!
Half a zhang!
As the shuriken drew closer, excitement suddenly burst across Danzō's stern face.
"No reaction at all?!"
"Could it be… this brat was bluffing the whole time?"
"Hahahaha! As expected, shuriken are the strongest!"
Thrilled, he sped up even more.
Yet just as he finally reached Jin—
he saw it.
A trace of… contempt?
Or mockery?
Why?
Crack.
He froze.
Then he saw the shuriken in front of him—
shattering inch by inch.
Whoosh—
A breeze blew, and it dispersed like ash, vanishing completely.
Danzō was stunned.
His thrusting posture froze mid-motion, unable to adjust.
Then—
in that exact moment, Jin's left eye flickered faintly.
RIIIP—!!!
Within the space three feet before him, the bandage-wrapped arm was torn off—by force!
"AAAHHH—!!!"
"Damn it! Damn it all!!!"
In an instant, the wail of a half-century-old man echoed through the night, resounding across all of Konoha.
It made one's scalp tingle.
Even the red-eyed Uchiha clan members shuddered instinctively.
Ninja were not afraid of death.
But—
having an arm torn off alive…
Blood and ragged flesh still hanging at the joint.
Just seeing it triggered visceral, physical pain.
"Damn it! Monkey, what are you still standing around for?! Kill this brat already!"
"Are you really going to let the Uchiha interfere with Konoha's rule?!"
Danzō completely lost his composure and began shouting wildly.
He was genuinely terrified.
Two steps slower, and the eyes embedded in that arm might be crushed—
the consequences would be unthinkable!
So he could only place his hopes on the Third Hokage.
His words were desperate, urgent.
And indeed—one sentence pierced straight into the Third Hokage's softest spot.
The tilted balance in his heart was instantly forced back.
As people aged, they grew muddled.
After countless wars and the hard-won peace, the Third Hokage had long lost any longing for the future.
All he wanted—
was to tightly grasp the power in his hands.
And now, someone wanted to take that power from him?
Unacceptable.
Absolutely unacceptable!
With that thought, he stopped hesitating.
His hands formed seals rapidly as he spoke:
"Come forth, old partner—Enma!"
Summoning Technique: Monkey King Enma!
Bang!
With a puff of smoke, a white-furred monkey appeared.
He still looked a bit sleepy, rubbing his eyes as he muttered,
"Eh? Long time no see, Hiruzen."
"No time to explain, Enma! Help me fight the enemy!"
"Oi—got it!"
Enma slammed his chest, then looked in the direction Hiruzen was charging.
With just one glance, he froze.
He was certain he had never seen that young boy before.
And yet—
the instant he laid eyes on him, an overwhelming sense of closeness welled up.
Along with a faint, instinctive fear.
Don't attack.
You must not attack.
At the same moment, the Third Hokage had already finished forming seals.
"Enma! Transform—Adamantine Staff!"
Bang!
In the next second, Enma transformed into the adamantine staff.
"Today, I'll show you what the Third Hokage truly is!"
The Third Hokage took a deep breath, his aura surging back to life!
Even his aged body began to erupt with boundless vigor!
"So strong—it's the strongest Hokage, Lord Third! We're saved!"
"It's been so long since we've seen Lord Third in his prime…"
"Hah! Uchiha brat—tremble in fear!"
The elite ANBU all let out sighs of relief.
Their faces were filled with excitement and fervor.
When the Third Hokage acted, he never held back!
Further behind, the clan heads' eyes also lit up.
Many of the major clans supporting the Third had once followed him into battle.
Seeing him like this again after so many years—
some of them felt the urge to cry.
With only a few exceptions.
Hyūga Hiashi lowered his gaze slightly, chakra unconsciously gathering in his palm.
"With the Third Hokage and Enma working together… it would take at least two Kage-level fighters to deal with them…"
"This kid might—"
"What the hell is Uchiha Fugaku doing just standing there?! Idiot!"
As for the Uchiha…
Though worry flickered in their eyes—
not a single person spoke.
Even Fugaku merely stood still, watching closely.
Scarlet light faintly shimmered in his pupils.
Though he trusted Jin deeply, he couldn't help muttering inwardly:
"The Third is old now… Jin should be fine, right?"
But the moment that thought crossed his mind—
he saw something utterly unexpected.
The Adamantine Staff in the Third Hokage's hands, brimming with unmatched might—
the instant it touched Jin—
went limp.
Yes.
Limp—in the most literal, colloquial sense.
Without warning, it softened into something like a noodle.
Fugaku was dumbstruck.
The ANBU were stupefied.
The clan heads' jaws dropped wide open!
Only Hiashi let out a quiet sigh of relief.
What… was going on?!
The Third Hokage paused for a split second, then hastily retreated!
He shouted in confusion:
"Enma, what's wrong?!"
Enma did not respond.
He only screamed endlessly:
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
"Sorry, old friend… I have to—"
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