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The Akatsuki were also making their move. They wanted to eliminate the thorn known as Naruto. Since they couldn't take him down directly, they aimed for the next best person who might know something about him—and that was none other than Itachi Uchiha.
After all, he had once been Naruto's mentor. If anyone knew his weaknesses, it would be Itachi. The remaining Akatsuki members—those who had survived Naruto's previous assaults—were now hunting him down. And they had finally found him.
Unfortunately for Itachi, his day was about to get far worse.
He now had to face off against multiple elite-level rogue shinobi. Glancing briefly in the direction of Naruto's ongoing battle, he saw his former student locked in combat. It was clear Naruto had his hands full. Itachi would have to handle this threat on his own.
But he wasn't alone. Several shinobi from Konoha landed beside him, ready to support their comrade against the Akatsuki threat. The Akatsuki members only smirked, ready to crush them all.
Meanwhile, Naruto turned his gaze back toward Orochimaru with a mildly irritated expression. Orochimaru, however, only grinned as he began forming hand signs.
"Well, Naruto, it seems you're stronger than I expected," Orochimaru said with a twisted smile. "But allow me to demonstrate the true extent of my superiority."
Dark chakra began to swirl around him. The sky darkened, rumbling with ominous clouds. Orochimaru's eyes glowed with unnatural light as corrupted energy condensed in his hands.
"Behold… the Snake Wrath!" he roared.
A massive beam of dark, twisted chakra shot toward Naruto, tearing through the air. The villagers and shinobi of Konoha looked toward the battlefield in alarm. A gigantic explosion erupted on impact—blinding light and thundering shockwaves.
But despite the dramatic attack, most of the Konoha shinobi remained calm.
They had seen Naruto's power before. They knew that something like that wouldn't be enough to hurt him.
Orochimaru, however, was smirking with confidence. "That should weaken him enough," he muttered to himself, "so I can finally perform the ritual… and take over his body."
He eagerly looked toward the smoke, expecting to see Naruto wounded—bleeding, coughing, crawling, perhaps finally humbled.
But to his utter shock, as the dust cleared… all he saw was Naruto, completely unharmed.
Naruto's arm was stretched out toward the now-faded blast, his hand absorbing the energy like it was nothing. Not even a scratch marked his body. His clothes hadn't torn. His face remained calm, unreadable.
Orochimaru's smirk vanished. His confidence crumbled.
"No... That's not possible…" he whispered, eyes wide.
Orochimaru was beyond shocked. He had been absolutely certain that his newly gained power would be enough to handle any nuisance, or at the very least, weaken Naruto so he could perform his technique and take over Naruto's body as quickly as possible.
But Naruto simply looked at him and said,
"You know, Orochimaru, I was expecting a lot more. After all, you had my blood and DNA sample. But this is all you could manage? Huh. That's rather disappointing. Seems you're not as much of a genius as you thought you were."
Orochimaru clenched his teeth, snapping out of his shock. How dare this brat question his brilliance! He was a once-in-a-generation genius—everyone knew that. No one was greater than him. He was Orochimaru. He was one of the—
Before he could even finish the thought, Naruto was suddenly in front of him, his palm pressed directly against Orochimaru's face.
"You're boring me," Naruto muttered.
With a casual flick of his finger, Naruto sent Orochimaru flying like a missile. He crashed into the Hokage Monument with such tremendous force that a massive crater formed in the rock.
Before Orochimaru could recover or even process what had happened, Naruto appeared again, grabbing his face and slamming him into the mountain once more. Then, without pause, Naruto soared into the sky as Orochimaru's body remained half-embedded in the stone, screaming in utter pain and agony.
Something was wrong.
Orochimaru could feel it. Naruto was somehow canceling out his ki—suppressing it—making Orochimaru revert to his weaker, chakra-only state. And he was helpless against it.
As Orochimaru screamed in pain, his face badly scorched, Naruto launched him back down to the earth. Orochimaru smashed into the ground like a meteor, a plume of debris rising into the air.
"You're too impatient," Naruto said calmly as Orochimaru struggled to stand.
"W-What are you talking about?" Orochimaru gasped. "How did you cancel my Power? What… what is going on here?!"
Naruto shook his head slightly. "I didn't cancel your power or what i called ki, Orochimaru. It's just that… you never understood my power in the first place. Just like chakra, this power also has its own principles. Its own essence. Something that empowers it—aligns it. But you never took the time to learn. You were too impatient… too obsessed with control. And now, look at you."
Orochimaru stared at him in confusion, battered, humiliated, and finally—terrified.
What is this kid talking about?
But before he could complete that thought, an agonizing pain surged through his body. It felt as if molten lava had been poured into his veins. He screamed to the heavens, clutching at himself, his eyes wide in horror.
Red energy wings began to form around him—but instead of empowering him, they turned pitch black, consuming his body at the molecular level.
"That body isn't yours, is it?" Naruto said, his tone cold and composed. "And it's reached its limit."
"You thought you empowered that body with your power or ki or What you called ? You did. But you didn't understand the power itself. You could have made it your own... but no. You didn't understand its nature. And because of that, the power is rejecting you. Corrupting you."
Naruto continued, his eyes piercing Orochimaru's soul.
"You didn't provide it what it needed to grow. Ki is not just energy—it's will. It needs clarity, calm, and harmony. But your obsession, your madness... twisted it. So now it's destroying you."
Orochimaru tried desperately to control the rampaging power within him—but it was like trying to contain a tsunami with bare hands, like caging a volcanic eruption with a paper lid. He screamed one final, terrible time.
The very power he had sought—the power he had believed would make him stronger than even Hashirama Senju—was now the power that killed him.
And just like that…
boom.
A colossal explosion erupted on the far side of Konoha. The entire area was engulfed in red-black energy. When the dust settled, nothing remained… except the solidified, charred statue of Orochimaru—frozen like stone.
Naruto floated toward it calmly. With one small kick, he shattered the rock into countless pieces, letting them fall to the earth.
It was just like Vegeta's self-destruction during the Majin Saga.
Because ki, just like chakra, demands more than raw strength. It requires balance, calm, and discipline—the kind that Goku and other warriors mastered through deep meditation and spiritual focus. Orochimaru, in his impatience and arrogance, could never achieve that.
Naruto shook his head.
"Keh… it was fun," he muttered. "But Orochimaru was boring in the end."
He was about to leave—when suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
He sensed something.
Itachi's chakra signature… was dropping rapidly.
Naruto's calm expression turned serious. In an instant, he vanished from the scene.
He reappeared moments later—only to find shinobi panicking. One of them was bleeding heavily from his eye.
And there… was Itachi Uchiha of the Sharingan.