Slayer: Look directly at the Seraph, standing on the sun

"I definitely underestimated him," Zhang Hai muttered to himself, his heart filled with doubt about his own decision. That clash with Madara was not only a contest of strength, but also a battle of wills and minds. His impulsive actions had made the situation incredibly complicated, especially his promise to Obito—that unspoken responsibility made failure unacceptable to him.

"We must make amends!" He suddenly opened his eyes, his determination burning like a raging fire in the snow, dispelling all doubts.

Meanwhile, in the distant Hidden Leaf Village, the Root's conspiracy was quietly brewing. Secret operations had already begun silently, and the Hidden Leaf's leadership remained as secretive as ever. However, A's anger and the Raikage's decisive action quickly ignited the powder keg of the entire ninja world. Turmoil finally erupted in the Hidden Cloud Village, and the Raikage's anger, far from subsiding, intensified further when confronted with the clandestine cooperation between the Hidden Leaf and the Tsuchikage.

Raikage A's rage had never been so intense. Facing the impending political storm, he seemed prepared for the most decisive response. Firelight illuminated A's face, his voice low and menacing: "Konoha, you can never betray us like this again." The Raikage's aura was overwhelming; his fury ignited at his fingertips, and a thunderous aura reverberated around him. "We will respond to Konoha's betrayal with blood."

He turned, his gaze fixed on the numerous Cloud Village ninja present. "Everyone, mobilize! Konoha will pay the price for their actions!"

In Kirigakure, Genji's eyes were filled with worry. The Mizukage's disappearance and the mysterious deployment of the Anbu were all subtly affecting the village's very survival. A greater secret seemed to be hidden behind the Mizukage's disappearance, and the situation in Kirigakure was becoming increasingly tense. The Anbu's deployment indicated that a plan involving large-scale changes was underway in the village, and there were even rumors that it was related to the movements of other ninja villages.

"What exactly is the Mizukage doing? Has he already fallen into some larger conspiracy?" Master Yuan couldn't help but ponder in a low voice, his brows furrowed. He knew that this change in Kirigakure meant that the ninja world was about to face an even more violent storm, and at the center of this storm was likely that dark force that had yet to erupt.

Zhang Hai returned to his position, knowing he couldn't afford to stand still. Obito's fate was already deeply intertwined with his goals. Although Madara Uchiha's plan had been temporarily disrupted, he hadn't lost control of the situation. On the contrary, secretly, with the help of Black Zetsu, he revised his strategy and began guiding Nagato along the path he had set.

Zhang Hai took a deep breath and began to organize his thoughts. Even though he had lost his duel with Madara, it was not the end; on the contrary, it was just a new beginning. What he now had to face was not only Madara, but also the impending chaos that would engulf the ninja world.

"What I want to do is not just change Ban's fate." Zhang Hai took a deep breath, his inner determination solidifying at that moment. "I want to stop all of this."

He slowly drew the knife from his waist, his gaze cold and sharp. No matter what kind of enemy he faced next, he had no way out.

Madara silently observed Zhang Hai's every move from the shadows. Black Zetsu remained silent beside him, maintaining a high level of vigilance regarding the situation. Although Nagato's Rinnegan had not yet fully awakened, Madara had already made preparations to gradually achieve his goals through the undercurrents of ninja world politics.

"Zhang Hai, can you really challenge me?" Madara Uchiha murmured, a complex glint in his eyes. "Your talent is outstanding, but what you lack is the composure to control the overall situation."

He turned and looked at Black Zetsu in the distance. "Continue to observe and see if Zhang Hai can truly break through this situation. Can a genius of this era truly change this world that we control?"

Black Zetsu nodded, his deep gaze piercing through the fog. "I understand, Lord Madara."

Madara smiled slightly, "Let's wait and see. The game of chess in the ninja world is gradually becoming clear."

Zhang Hai leaped into the air, vanishing instantly into the vast sky. Strong gusts of wind tore at his cloak, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping across everything before him. The atmosphere on the battlefield of Yan Yin was heavy and oppressive, the air thick with the stench of blood and a dense, malevolent aura, as if all life had perished there. The former tranquility had been shattered; the traces of battle were everywhere.

Landing amidst the ruins of the Konoha outpost, Zhang Hai's eyes darted around, sensing the changes in his surroundings. Corpses were scattered everywhere, bloodstains everywhere—all testifying to the ferocity of the battle. He frowned, a sense of unease rising within him.

"These Iwa ninja...it seems the situation is more complicated than I anticipated." He muttered to himself, his feet treading on the broken rubble as he quickly moved forward.

His Sharingan suddenly activated, his pupils rotating, and his powerful eye energy instantly covered the entire battlefield. The rocky terrain became transparent in his eyes, and no minute change escaped his perception. Every vibration in the air was captured, and the enemy's whereabouts were nowhere to be hidden.

A moment later, he locked onto his target. Several Iwa ninja were searching through the ruins in the distance, seemingly unaware of his approach. Zhang Hai smiled coldly and moved nimbly toward the enemy.

The Iwa ninja's presence gradually became clearer, their actions carrying a cold confidence. Watching the carnage around them, their expressions were indifferent, as if they were already numb. Suddenly, one of the Iwa ninja whispered, "These Konoha ninjas are disgusting. Dying so easily, what a waste of our time."

"However, the information from Konoha is somewhat valuable. We captured these people, which is a way of getting revenge for ourselves," another Iwa ninja said with a sneer, his tone full of provocation.

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Hai's eyes. He knew that this cruel act was not only disrespectful to the enemy, but also a desecration of the battlefield. The attitude of the Iwa ninja fueled his anger, as if these dead Konoha ninja were their playthings, to be trampled upon at will.

"It's time to end all this." Zhang Hai whispered, his figure flashing like lightning as he suddenly appeared in front of the Iwa ninja.

Several Iwa ninja instantly became alert, their expressions freezing the moment they saw Zhang Hai. Zhang Hai's Sharingan was as deep as an abyss, and his powerful aura made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"You're all dead." Zhang Hai's voice was as cold as a knife.

One of his hands was already raised, his fingertips gleaming faintly. Before the Iwa ninja could react, Zhang Hai suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of energy, striking one of the Iwa ninja directly in the chest. The Iwa ninja screamed and flew backward, blood spurting out like a fountain.