"Naruto! Let me out! What the hell did you just do?!"
"Uzumaki Naruto, you monster—what kind of thing did you even create?!"
"Boss… I think you should at least add some doors. Otherwise this is literally a windowless prison."
Inside a space of indeterminate size, Jiraiya, Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, and Uchiha Shisui couldn't stop complaining.
They had all been abruptly separated by the newly formed Earth Flow Walls, each locked inside a sealed chamber.
Worse still, chakra continued to pour into the walls, making them denser and harder by the second.
Urashiki tried to use Yomotsu Hirasaka to slip through the wall—but his spatial technique couldn't penetrate the Earth-Style construct at all.
There wasn't even a barrier.
In other words, his space–time ninjutsu had been completely crushed by Naruto's most basic Earth Style.
Hell itself.
Jiraiya tried blasting a path with a Rasengan.
The violent chakra slammed into the wall—yet not even a scratch appeared.
"Painful Heaven Kick—!"
Tsunade attacked next, driving her heel forward with terrifying force.
Boom!
She was sent flying backward instead.
The wall didn't move an inch.
"Damn it, Naruto—what the hell did you make this thing out of?!"
Tsunade collapsed, clutching her leg, sweat pouring down her face. The recoil had shattered the bones in her calf.
Green chakra flared as she healed herself, only then standing up again. She stared at the wall with lingering fear.
"It's just Earth Style… pure Earth Style. But with this much chakra poured into it… is this what returning to fundamentals looks like?"
Orochimaru pressed himself against the wall, tongue extended, tasting the cold, dense surface. His eyes gleamed with manic excitement.
Being imprisoned didn't depress him—it thrilled him.
Just these walls, this space, this structure… everything shattered his previous understanding of the world.
He had once chased forbidden jutsu, bloodline limits, kekkei genkai, dōjutsu—
Now all of that felt trivial.
"If Earth Style can do this," he muttered, "then what about Fire, Water, Lightning, Wind?"
"Enough chakra turns ninjutsu into miracles… Is the simplest thing actually the most profound?
He scraped the wall with the Kusanagi Sword. Sparks screeched—but not even a white mark appeared.
Even a divine weapon couldn't damage it.
Terrifying.
"Hokage-sama… did you forget something?"
Uchiha Itachi deactivated his Mangekyō Sharingan with a bitter smile.
The massive illusion he'd been carefully weaving had been completely destroyed by Naruto's indiscriminate terrain modification
"Itachi's right," Shisui added. "Jiraiya-sama and Tsunade-sama are all sealed into separate areas."
Naruto slapped his thigh.
"Ah—right. I got carried away."
He'd been enjoying himself too much and forgot there were still people inside.
He knocked on the wall, felt its firmness, and sighed.
"One punch and everything here would disappear… but carving doors into this mess? That's way harder."
He'd dumped too much chakra into the walls all at once.
Now he could only open them one by one.
"Great. Extra work for myself."
Naruto pressed his palm against the wall.
"Earth Style: Opening Technique."
The stone groaned.
A massive doorway—five meters wide, ten meters tall—slowly formed.
Naruto walked forward.
"Earth Style: Opening Technique."
One door after another opened in sequence, reconnecting the isolated spaces.
He glanced at Itachi.
"Tell the village shinobi to come train here. Let them try breaking these walls. Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Lightning—anything goes."
"If someone can destroy even part of this wall, they'll be strong enough to dominate the ninja world."
Itachi nodded seriously.
"That's not domination," young Sasuke added, forming a Chidori and slamming it into the wall.
Nothing happened.
Not a scratch.
"If someone can punch a hole through this," Sasuke said quietly, "they could suppress the entire ninja world by themselves."
"Uzumaki Naruto—!"
Another door opened.
They stepped inside.
Urashiki was frantically lashing out with his red fishing hook, trying to pierce the surrounding walls—completely futile.
When he saw Naruto, rage flared in his eyes. He shouted in fury, then froze the instant Naruto looked back at him.
His blood ran cold.
He shrank into the corner like a frightened animal.
"You can spar with him," Naruto said to Sasuke. "No point letting him sit idle. I've still got doors to open."
He didn't even spare Urashiki a glance, already sighing at the endless stone ahead.
Sasuke paused, then turned toward Urashiki.
Itachi stopped as well, watching silently.
"Ōtsutsuki Urashiki," Sasuke said calmly, "let's fight. No distractions this time. I'm going all out."
"Hah! You?" Urashiki sneered. "A mere Uchiha Sasuke? You're not worth my time."
"You don't get a choice."
Sasuke rushed forward.
Itachi's eyes narrowed.
So he was right. His brother never misjudged strength.
The clash behind them exploded with thunderous sound.
Naruto didn't even turn his head, continuing to carve doors through the walls.
A few chambers later—
"You damn brat! How could you make something this hard?! I almost thought I'd be trapped forever!"
Jiraiya burst out, ranting nonstop.
"It's just Earth Style, Pervy Sage," Naruto said flatly. "Why are you so shocked?"
"You little monster—what did you even eat to turn into this?"
Jiraiya stared at Naruto, utterly stunned.
Even with the Nine-Tails sealed inside him, Naruto was thousands of times more terrifying than the beast itself.
Jiraiya's thoughts raced.
This is it… the Child of Prophecy. It has to be him.
If Naruto wasn't the savior of the ninja world, then no one was.
The weight in Jiraiya's heart finally lifted.
"Hokage-sama."
"Shisui—sorry about earlier. I forgot to plan the exits."
"It's fine," Shisui replied with a bright smile. "I'm even more confident in our future now."
They moved on together.
Another door opened.
Shimura Danzō lay on the ground, bloodied and broken. He slowly raised his head, staring at Naruto with eyes full of confusion and bitterness.
"Why… why didn't you just kill me?"
His voice was hoarse.
Naruto stopped.
"You claim to love Konoha," he said calmly. "I didn't kill you because even trash can still be useful."
"You're a whetstone—for the next generation. Let them sharpen themselves on you. Grow stronger. Serve Konoha better."
"The roots of Konoha exist to nourish the tree—not to drain it dry."
"Danzō… if you can't understand that, then you're beyond saving."
Naruto waved his hand and walked on.
Jiraiya and Shisui didn't even spare Danzō a glance.
Danzō curled on the ground, motionless—
Just like a piece of garbage.
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