Closer to the plains near the Fire Capital, soft clouds floated in the sky like wisps of smoke. Only two days ago, the nation entered the early summer season. And there had been no rain recently, so the earth had gradually become very hot. The hot wind that rushed in from the window blew the ends of Uchiha Tonan’s hair, …

Early the next morning, the red sun jumped out of the morning fog and myriads of sunlight lit up the river flowing in the distance of the Fire Capital. It also dyed the fog scarlet as it gradually dissipated and the world became clearer. In the Fire Capital, numerous city guards were dispatched to close the path from the Daimyo …

Uchiha Tonan nodded with satisfaction and drank tea from his cup. He suddenly asked, “Is there a war soon?” Naraku straightened up and picked up the teapot on the table, carefully refilling Tonan’s teacup, as he replied, “I’ve been preparing for a long time but I wonder if you have any specific thoughts, sensei. If you want a war to …

At the Daimyo Residence in the Fire Capital, Uchiha Tonan sat on Naraku’s seat, while the Daimyo himself knelt at one side and did the maid’s work of preparing tea. In the Ninja World, both Tonan’s and Naraku’s strengths had already reached the ceiling during the time without Six Paths. From now until the start of the Fourth Great Ninja …

Uchiha Tonan wanted to control Naraku. He wanted to make him do several things such as create a religious sect, use monarchical power and gauge whether he could gain his acknowledgment through faith. Then, he would repeat his usual ways to nurture the believers whose acknowledgment he had gained. But Naraku’s current performance made him unsure whether to kill him …

The golden samurai slowly drew out the Demon Sword Muramasa. The moment Muramasa was pulled out, its body burned with a seven-colored flame as if it contained a myriad of things. Naraku’s pupils shrank seeing this, “What’s this?” The golden samurai raised Muramasa and immediately swung it down, severing the countless arms of rock Kannon. The arms disintegrated into soil …

Countless stones burst out of the ground around Uchiha Tonan and turned into palms that grabbed his Kannon tightly. Naraku laughed wildly, “Do these ninjutsu techniques feel familiar? You’ve no chance.” Naraku’s rock Kannon clenched several thousand fists and attacked Tonan. Bang, bang, bang… Tonan’s dharma image shattered and the remaining rock fists landed on his frail figure. “Hahahaha…” Seeing …

Behind the thirteen people, a pure white Thousand-Armed Kannon appeared. As the dharma of these thirteen was not comparable to Chigo or even the sweeper monk Terachi, it was much smaller than what Tonan had previously encountered. He was amused, “Clowns!” “Courting death!” Instantly, the pure white Thousand-Armed Kannon turned into a golden-red angry guardian deity. Everyone was clamping the …

Facing the legendary God of Shinobi’s scroll, Uchiha Tonan couldn’t help being a little moved. He sat on the ground and slowly opened the scroll. Secret techniques appeared in front of him one after the other. In the beginning, it was basic ninjutsu that didn’t have much value. But gradually, many precious techniques made Tonan’s eyes shine. “The Gift of …

Half an hour ago, in the Fire Capital, in the courtyard that was arranged for Uchiha Tonan, the number one Konoha genius was sitting cross-legged in front of a low table in the room. Taking a sip of tea, he slowly put the cup down, and mumbled, “The barrier has been active for so long. The flicker clone hasn’t died …