A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

boom--!!

A deafening roar suddenly erupted!

A thick, purplish-blue beam of light pierced through the clouds and soared into the sky, illuminating the dark night sky as bright as day!

Asura hadn't even reacted yet

However, Yu Yi's expression suddenly changed drastically. Her Rinnegan contracted sharply, and the pale purple pupils trembled violently. A huge wave surged in her heart!

Indra actually... became so emboldened by evil that he actually made a move!?

Yu Yi had anticipated that Indra would take a risk and seize power by force, but she never expected that Indra would be in such a hurry that he wouldn't wait even a moment, or even wait for his father to die peacefully, before completely tearing off the mask and abandoning all pretense!

Yu Yi thought to herself, "At least wait until you're dead before you make your move."

Goodness, they're not even bothering to act anymore.

This kind of decisiveness and violence was far more terrifying than he had imagined!

"Father! I'll go see!"

Ashura finally came to his senses, his face turned ashen, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Without time to think, Asura touched the ground with the tip of his foot.

His figure shot out like an arrow, bursting through the door of the quiet room and rushing towards the direction where the pillar of light shot into the sky.

In the quiet room

Hagoromo stood alone, a complex mix of emotions flashing in his Rinnegan eyes—pain, regret, and a chilling resolve.

Having once sealed away his biological mother, Kaguya, he was no longer the indecisive boy he once was.

If Indra remains obstinate and insists on destroying the Ninja sect and causing immense suffering, he will not hesitate to kill even his closest relatives.

If the world is threatened, he will not hesitate to take action against anyone, whether it is his own mother, son, or brother!

We can't be lenient!

Even if the Sage of Six Paths threatens the world ten thousand times, Hagoromo will still fight him!

The decision has been made!

With a surge of Rinnegan chakra around her, Hagoromo flashed and followed closely behind Ashura, rushing out of the quiet room and heading towards the direction of the violent pillar of light.

Meanwhile, atop the clouds a thousand meters above the Ninja Sect, a figure hovered silently in the void, his robes fluttering in the high-altitude winds, yet he remained completely still.

This person is Wanci.

He did not come to help Indra, nor did he have any intention of favoring either side. He simply stood between heaven and earth, silently looking down at the violent chakra soaring into the sky below, and at the two figures rushing out from within the Ninja Sect.

"Fukasaku, remember this moment. This battle will determine the history of the next thousand years."

He said this meaningfully ten thousand times.

Fukasaku nodded to the side, but quickly realized something was wrong.

Wait a minute, how would a great immortal know these things?

However, Fukasaku soon realized that it made sense.

Isn't it normal for a great immortal to possess some power to see the future?

On the plains of the Ninja Clan

A giant, pale purple Susanoo stood beneath the sky, its blade gleaming with a chilling light capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, casting shadows over the entire land.

"Brother! Why did you do this!?"

"Are you going to destroy everything we've built with your own hands!?"

Ashura clenched his fists tightly and asked in bewilderment.

Within Susanoo, Indra lowered his eyelids, his Sharingan blood-red.

He didn't look at his brother, who was screaming desperately. His gaze pierced through the air and landed on the figure behind Ashura, whose white hair reached his shoulders and whose face was as calm as still water—Otsutsuki Hagoromo.

"Feather Robe".

"Why didn't you pass the position of successor to the Ninja Clan to me!?"

Indra's voice was as cold as ice, each word imbued with years of pent-up resentment and bitterness.

"well....."

Yu Yi stood quietly in place, her Rinnegan showing neither joy nor sorrow.

Indra's obsession, violence, extreme pursuit of power, and indifference to others had already completely removed him from the list of heirs. This was the ending he himself had created, and no one could change it.

"Indra, what exactly do you want?"

Yu Yi's voice was calm and composed.

"What are you doing?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

Indra suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter filled with madness and hatred. Susanoo's giant hand gripped the katana at his waist, and his chakra erupted with a piercing roar!

"It's exactly as you see it! Since you won't give it to me, then I'll conquer it myself! I'll seize it by force, I'll take it by violence!"

"I will seize everything from this Ninja Clan by force; only then will I be worthy to be its master, worthy to be the ruler of this world!"

The roar shattered the clouds, and Yu Yi's heart sank, a bitter taste rising in her throat.

Back then, in order to protect the world, he sacrificed his own family and sealed away his mother, Kaguya Otsutsuki, hoping to bring peace. But now, is it his turn to take action against his own son?

"Brother! Have you already forgotten the days we trained together and protected the Ninja Sect? Have you forgotten our original aspirations?!"

Ashura's face was contorted with struggle, his eyes reddening. He still wanted to use his last bit of strength to persuade his brother to come back, but he was interrupted by Indra's furious shout halfway through his sentence.

"You weakling! Shut up!"

Indra's Sharingan contracted violently, and the aura of Susanoo surged suddenly. He looked at his younger brother, who always lived in warmth and bonds, and his eyes were filled with nothing but contempt and jealousy:

"You only know how to depend on others and what so-called bonds are, but you don't understand the true meaning of power at all!"

"I am now number one in the world, the strongest being on earth! No one is worthy to lecture me!"

The moment the words were spoken, Indra hesitated no longer. He manipulated Susanoo to raise the giant katana, the blade imbued with chakra that could incinerate everything, and slashed down fiercely towards Ashura and Hagoromo!

"it's over!"

boom--!!!

The moment the katana struck, a towering shockwave and dust exploded outwards!

The ground was cleaved into bottomless ravines, and rubble and chakra fragments flew everywhere. The heavens and the earth were split in two by this one strike.

The members of the Ninja Clan turned deathly pale with fright, but the moment the smoke cleared, their eyes widened in astonishment—

Several jet-black Truth-Seeking Balls floated around Ashura, slowly rotating and emanating a powerful pressure!

Ashura held the black rod formed from Yin-Yang Release in his hand, steadily blocking the fatal blow. Instead of dissipating, the chakra around him became even more solid and heavy.

"This is!?"

Indra's pupils contracted sharply, and the patterns on his Sharingan distorted with shock. He stared intently at the Truth-Seeking Ball on Ashura's body, his voice trembling: "The old man's Six Paths power... you actually inherited it completely!?"

The next second, extreme jealousy and anger erupted like a volcano, Indra's face twisted into a ferocious grimace, and the resentment in his heart surged like a raging torrent.

Why?!

Why should I?!

As the son of Hagoromo, he was exceptionally talented from a young age, with comprehension far surpassing Ashura's. His ninjutsu and eye techniques were unparalleled in the Ninja Clan, yet Hagoromo never truly valued him!

Upon careful reflection, it was never his father, Yu Yi, who taught him cultivation, imparted power to him, and accompanied him in comprehending the Dao over the past ten years. Rather, it was the seemingly calm yet incredibly powerful patriarch, Wan Ci!

Yu Yi, this so-called father, gave the most core power and the position of successor of the Ninja Clan to Ashura, who was mediocre and only knew how to rely on others!

They're both sons, so why are they so different? He's clearly the one who's more outstanding and deserves everything!

Just as Indra was filled with turmoil and boundless hatred...

The core members of the Ninja Clan finally reacted.

With Sarutobi leading the way, countless disciples formed hand seals in unison, unleashing a barrage of fire, water, wind, lightning, and earth-based ninjutsu upon Susanoo like a torrential downpour, the light of chakra illuminating the entire sky.

"Heh... Hahaha! Good, good, good!"

Indra was struck by countless escape techniques on the outer wall of Susanoo, and his anger completely overwhelmed his reason!

He laughed in a fit of rage, his voice filled with chilling rage and madness.

"I personally taught you how to control chakra, and I laid the foundation for your ninjutsu. Yet now you use the power I taught you against me!?"

Since that's the case, there's no need for the Ninja Clan, which he once wanted to control personally, to exist anymore!

Destroy it!

Everything is ruined!

Hahaha, kill them all!

Hahahaha, die, die, die!

Hahahaha, you all should just die!!!

Indra's chakra went completely berserk, Susanoo's size expanded once more, and the purplish-black chakra, carrying an aura of annihilation, was about to turn the entire Ninja Clan into scorched earth—

Just then, a warm yet heavy hand gently rested on Ashura's shoulder.

It is a feather robe.

Yu Yi looked at her youngest son, her eyes filled with expectation and entrustment, her voice firm: "Ashura, accept the power of all of us. This is not the power of fighting alone, but the power of hearts connected, the power of bonds."

Before the words were even finished, all the disciples of the Ninja Clan spontaneously joined hands and hearts together, and countless warm chakra surged from each of them, like golden streams converging into a vast ocean, all flowing into Ashura's body.

"Buzz—!!"

Ashura instantly felt an unprecedented power sweep over his entire body. It was not a power that belonged only to him, but rather the wishes of everyone and the heart of everyone who wanted to protect him. It tightly bound him, making his originally struggling heart instantly become extremely firm.

What's wrong with sacrificing one's own personal love in order to protect everyone?

To preserve the peace of the Ninja Sect!

Ashura took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and completely merged Hagoromo's Sage Chakra and power with the bond between everyone, unleashing a power that shook the ages!

"drink--!!!"

Boom! ...

A colossal Buddha with a thousand hands, reaching to the sky, suddenly burst forth from beneath the plain!

Golden light flourishes!

The Buddha's face was compassionate and majestic, with a thousand giant hands covering the sky and earth. Its size far surpassed that of Indra's Susanoo, completely obscuring the entire sky.

(PS: In the original work, Ashura uses a mode similar to the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, but as you all know from the previous readings, this book uses the anime's setting. After all, most people who read Naruto novels have watched the anime more, so just focus on the original work and don't worry too much about the difference between the original work and the anime.)

"How is that possible!?"

Indra trembled.

He could clearly feel that this power had long surpassed his own limits. It was the power he had pursued all his life, yet it was born in Ashura's hands in this way!

"elder brother!"

"This is the power of bonds! The power of hearts connecting! This is the true foundation of Ninja Sect!"

The Asura stood atop the Buddha's shoulder, his voice resounding throughout heaven and earth, carrying boundless resolve and sorrow.

With a roar, Asura suddenly waved his hand!

Countless giant palms, like a tidal wave, crashed down on Indra's Susanoo!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ——————!!!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ——————!!!"

"ah------!!!!"

The deafeningly dense bombardment resounded as the golden Buddha's palm clashed violently with the purple-blue Susanoo. Each strike carried earth-shattering power, causing the outer walls of Susanoo to crack and shatter like fragile glass, with purple chakra fragments falling like raindrops.

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Indra let out an extremely painful roar within Susanoo, as if his bones were being crushed, and the backlash of chakra felt like thousands of steel needles piercing his internal organs!

On the ground, Yu Yi's expression was indifferent, but a trace of barely perceptible pain was hidden in her eyes, and she did not make a move.

Ashura stood atop the Buddha, his chakra flowing continuously, the Buddha's palms striking without ceasing, his eyes filled only with the resolute determination to protect everyone.

Above the heavens, a detached figure stood silently; it was none other than Indra's patriarch, Wanci.

Having lived countless lives, he has long since become indifferent to life, death, separation, and reunion, and his state of mind is almost unique in the world.

But looking down at Indra, who was being relentlessly bombarded by the Thousand-Armed Buddha and suffering unbearable pain, his brows furrowed slightly, and a faint sense of unease rose in his heart.

This was his first apprentice whom he personally taught, a junior to whom he had poured his heart and soul. It was truly disheartening to see him end up like this.

"Never mind..."

He shook his head secretly a thousand times, but ultimately suppressed the urge to make a move.

But just then

Indra, who was continuously bombarded by the Buddha's palm

It seemed that through the swirling smoke and golden light, one could see that familiar figure in the sky.

With his last ounce of strength, he opened his blood-soaked mouth, his voice weak and desperate, carrying a childlike plea:

"Grandmaster...Grandpa, save me..."

"Grandpa, I'm going to die..."

Wanci's brows furrowed even more deeply.

The thousand giant hands below attacked with increasing ferocity, each strike carrying all their might. Indra's screams grew more and more shrill, heart-wrenching and agonizing.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"It hurts...it hurts so much!!!"

"Grandpa, save me!!!"

"Grandmaster, save me!!!!"

Indra's face was ashen, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood. His breath was extremely weak, and his life force was rapidly draining away like quicksand. Even his once scarlet Sharingan began to lose its luster.

Wanci's pupils suddenly contracted, and the almost ruthless indifference in his heart gradually shattered—

Ten thousand times he suddenly realized that this time, Indra was really going to die!

(A reader asked where the name Manji came from. It's taken from the name of the male protagonist in Blade of the Immortal, Manji, who is also immortal. He was played by Takuya Kimura, and it's quite good. The female lead is also named Rin.)