Naruto: Starting with the Granted Strongest Eye

The moment Shinji appeared, even Itachi and Shisui were momentarily stunned, not immediately reacting. They hadn't expected that the final black-robed guardian was Shinji, a jonin from the Hidden Soup Village.

At the same time, this guy was now facing off against the elderly man—what was going on? Although still wearing the black robe, the hood had already been removed, revealing a head of graying hair and a face full of deep wrinkles. But what was truly unsettling was that this old man was holding a three-segment bloody sickle in one hand and forming hand seals with the other.

This scene left all the ninjas on the battlefield frozen. This old man must be the so-called Grand Master!

Though he looked extremely old, his strength was undeniable. Just moments ago, he had slashed with his sickle more than ten times in an instant, even injuring the young Shinji.

"Shinji? So that's why... No wonder, after inviting Konoha, they also called in Mist ninjas to join. So this was the plan—he wants that kind of technique too!"

Ao, who had landed near Shisui, said coldly. His voice carried an unmistakable anger, realizing he'd been played by this man.

"You're saying that the reason you suddenly attacked us last time was because of this guy?" Shisui raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

Ao nodded and exchanged a glance with Suigetsu before replying, "This guy told us he was originally planning to ally with us, but Konoha inserted itself, so we were forced to act hostile. He's been trying to get all the big countries' ninjas to fight each other."

"Ao, this time seems even more dangerous. We almost lost everything… and we still don't know what's going on," Suigetsu said seriously, his tone indicating his clear frustration.

In the distance, the master and his apprentice continued their confrontation. Fujimori gazed coldly at Shinji and said, "Do you think your Earth Fusion technique is so powerful? Let me show you a stronger one!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the ground shook again. The sand-like land began swirling into a vortex at the center, and Fujimori formed another hand seal.

"Seal: All Techniques Forbidden!" A powerful suction force caused Shinji to lose control, and his body was pulled towards the center of the swirling vortex.

Although Shinji summoned sand to try to hold himself back, it was futile. The sand was quickly swept away by the vortex.

"Master, I was wrong! I won't do it again, please spare me!" Shinji cried out in desperation, seemingly terrified.

But Fujimori showed no reaction. Instead, he leapt high into the air, closing in on Shinji, whose body was rapidly nearing the center of the vortex.

With a swing of his sickle, swoosh—Shinji's body was cleaved in half, and even as he tried to retaliate, the sand quickly enveloped him, tearing his body apart, before the sickle struck again.

In the blink of an eye, Shinji's body was reduced to pieces, falling into the sandstorm. At this moment, a thought suddenly crossed Tomo's mind:

Gaara, huh?

This technique was eerily similar to Gaara's, and the old man's chakra was indeed formidable—he had unleashed this technique almost instantly!

After Shinji disappeared into the sand vortex, Fujimori turned towards the forest and waved his three-segment bloody sickle.

"What are you ninjas waiting for? Aren't you coming out?" Fujimori sneered, his voice carrying a deadly edge. Since just now, Kakashi had been feeling a terrifying power emanating from this man.

Now that he saw him in person, Kakashi felt a sense of grim realization. This guy was truly terrifying. Earlier, despite Killer Bee being only partially transformed and still able to shock Kakashi, this old man seemed to possess an even more horrifying chakra.

"His chakra feels strange, as if there's a dark force behind it," Killer Bee muttered inwardly to the Eight-Tails.

Killer Bee was momentarily stunned—was even the Eight-Tails growing uneasy about this power? "What exactly is this force, Eight?" he asked, his frown deepening. "I don't have a clue!"

The Eight-Tails responded with frustration, unsure how to explain. This power felt strange even to it.

Killer Bee clenched his fists, his body enveloped in the cloak of the Eight-Tails as he charged forward.

"Head Eight Slash!" He shouted as he appeared in front of the old man. However, the old man seemed unfazed. He twirled his sickle twice and instantly blocked Killer Bee's attack. At the same time, his other hand brought out a short black spear, thrusting it towards Killer Bee's head.

Killer Bee's speed was incredible; he tilted his head just in time, and with a swift motion, his foot swept sideways. The chain connecting the sickle and spear suddenly stretched out, blocking Killer Bee's kick, and the two separated in a flash. The speed was so intense that even Ao, who was watching with his Byakugan, couldn't help but shiver.

These two were monsters among monsters!

Tomo, too, hadn't expected the old man to possess such strength. Despite Killer Bee being a Jinchuriki, the old man's chakra and strength were so overwhelming that even with the cloak of the Eight-Tails, they were evenly matched. But at least now, Killer Bee hadn't fully transformed into the Eight-Tails.

With that level of ninjutsu combined with the power of the Tailed Beast, they had only reached a draw with the old man. It seemed that Killer Bee hadn't even entered the second stage of his transformation yet.

Kakashi, forming hand seals, summoned the Raikiri in his hand and coldly whispered, "Let's go!"

Instantly, he vanished in a flash, and Shisui, after glancing at Kakashi's left eye with a resigned smile, followed suit. The other ninjas from the Hidden Cloud, Hidden Mist, and Hidden Grass also quickly moved.

After seeing the old man's strength, they realized they needed to work together if they had any hope of winning. Otherwise, they would be completely outclassed by this powerful force.

"Lightning Style: Black Spot Slash!"

"Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique!"

"Water Style: Great Waterfall Technique!"

In an instant, the combined forces of three different sides unleashed their most powerful techniques, sending a wave of sand crashing towards the old man. Meanwhile, Killer Bee was leaping back, keeping his distance.

Fujimori twirled his three-segment bloody sickle, then suddenly stopped mid-motion, his eyes widening. In an instant, he launched a devastating slash that cleaved through all the incoming attacks.

Boom!

Fujimori's body shot into the air—not because the ninjutsu had sent him flying, but because he had slashed through the techniques, leaping into the air with ease.

"What?!" Ao, who had just leapt into the air, gasped in shock. This guy had sliced through that level of ninjutsu? He truly was a monster!

At that moment, Kakashi and Killer Bee also leapt into action. Raikiri was thrust towards the old man's chest while Killer Bee, using Lightning Style, jumped above the old man, seemingly trying to land directly on him.

The old man dodged Kakashi's Raikiri in a flash. If not for Killer Bee's attack, he might have countered Kakashi with another strike.

As Killer Bee's kick collided with the old man, he spun and flew down to the ground.