After returning to Konohagakure, Sakura Haruno imdiately hid the crimson stone tablet deep within a concealed compartnt beneath her bed.
She no longer needed to take it out and examine it. The vast, mist-like inheritance of the Divine Technique had already been etched clearly into her soul—every word, every concept, unmistakably vivid.
Night fell, moonlight spilling through the window.
Instead of indulging in a young girl's usual worries or burying herself in theory books, Sakura changed into comfortable sleepwear, sat cross-legged on her bed, and ford an unfamiliar, strange hand seal with both hands. Slowly, she closed her eyes.
The images on the Sky Screen began to accelerate, like pages flipping rapidly through a book, revealing Sakura's future growth at high speed.
Everyone saw that amid alternating cycles of training and missions, the pink-haired girl shed her immaturity at an astonishing pace and steadily grew stronger.
Yet the direction of her growth completely overturned all conventional understanding.
There were no dazzling clashes of ninjutsu.
No eerie battles of genjutsu.
Not even any intricate tactical maneuvering.
There was only one thing—
Pure, violent, direct power.
Facing a stretch of solid bedrock, the young Sakura took a deep breath and threw a single punch.
BOOM!
The ground collapsed like a brittle biscuit. Spiderweb-like cracks spread dozens of ters outward as dust and debris blasted skyward.
During a mission, her team encountered an enemy stronghold built atop a small hill tens of ters high.
Sakura's eyes sharpened. She pushed off the ground, her body launching forward like a cannonball, and drove an utterly plain punch into the hillside.
The next instant, amid a deafening roar, the entire hill collapsed from its center, shattering into rubble.
The enemy didn't even have ti to react before being buried beneath the landslide.
An elite enemy shinobi swung a chakra-infused blade, slashing viciously across Sakura's back.
The expected spray of blood never ca.
Instead, a crisp sound of tal shattering rang out.
The chakra weapon shattered like glass, breaking inch by inch.
Sakura didn't even turn around. She casually backhanded the attacker.
The shinobi flew away like a snapped kite, dead before hitting the ground.
Even more terrifying—
When enemies gathered together and unleashed roaring Fire Dragon Flas, surging Water Dragon Bullets, and solid Earth-Style walls…
Sakura neither dodged nor retreated.
She simply raised her hand and slapped forward.
Those overwhelming ninjutsu—flas, torrents, stone alike—were erased the instant they touched her palm, forcibly wiped out by an invisible power. They collapsed and vanished completely, unable to stir even a ripple.
Silence.
A deathly silence spread across the entire shinobi world.
Whether it was the Kage of the Five Great Nations, wandering missing-nin, or ordinary civilians—
Everyone stood with mouths agape and eyes wide, as though witnessing sothing utterly incomprehensible.
This… what even was this?
Monstrous strength?
No—this far exceeded even Tsunade's legendary superhuman strength!
This was sothing more fundantal.
More tyrannical.
More absolute.
Finally, soone snapped out of the shock. Their voice was hoarse, trembling with disbelief, as they asked the question everyone was thinking:
"Is this… is this even a ninja anymore?!"
A ninja was supposed to hide in the shadows, relying on ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu in calculated battles of tactics.
But the Sakura on the Sky Screen had abandoned all of that.
She was like an ancient feral beast wrapped in human form—crushing everything in her path with overwhelming physical power that felt closer to a law of nature than a combat style.
Chakra nature advantages.
Battle tactics.
Careful strategy.
Before her absolute strength, all of it looked like a bad joke.
"Divine Technique…" soone whispered, awe and fear lacing their voice.
"So this is the power of a Divine Technique?"
If this was the change brought by a Divine Technique, then it truly deserved the word "divine."
In Konohagakure, Naruto stared in stunned silence. He subconsciously touched his stomach, then looked down at his fists, and for the first ti ever, began to wonder if his Shadow Clones and the Rasengan he had been working so hard to learn were… a bit too fancy.
Sasuke clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burning with an intensity never seen before.
This kind of power.
Power that crushed everything.
Power that ignored all tricks.
If he could grasp it too…
Overpower skill with force. Break ten thousand techniques with one punch.
Jiraiya stroked his chin as he watched Sakura level mountains and shatter stone. He muttered to Tsunade beside him,
"Hey, Tsunade… this looks kind of like your super strength. Extre physical power and all that."
Tsunade crossed her arms and shook her head solemnly.
"You're overestimating , Jiraiya. My strength relies on precise chakra control and explosive release. What she's doing…"
She paused.
"That looks more like the body itself."
"I can't punch a hill tens of ters high into dust. And I definitely can't just stand there and let chakra weapons hit without taking a scratch."
"This already goes beyond the scope of ninjutsu. All I can say is—no wonder it's called a Divine Technique."
Despite her rapidly growing power, the Sakura in the images remained cautious, carefully hiding the true extent of her strength.
Until one day.
She found Naruto, who had sunk even deeper into gloom after failing to retrieve Sasuke for the second ti.
Naruto sat on a swing, head lowered, his blond hair looking dull and lifeless.
"Naruto."
Sakura walked up beside him, her voice gentle but firm.
"Next ti, we'll go together. The three of us—Team Seven—we're one squad."
Naruto looked up. Seeing the unquestionable resolve in her eyes, the darkness in his heart lifted slightly. He nodded hard.
"Yeah! Okay! Next ti, we'll go together!"
But then his gaze dimd again, his voice heavy with self-doubt unlike ever before.
"Sakura… am I useless? I'm always shouting about 'never going back on my word' and becoming Hokage…"
"But I couldn't even bring Sasuke back. I can't do anything right. Soone like … do I really have the right to beco Hokage?"
Sakura fell silent as she looked at Naruto in such despair.
She didn't refute him imdiately. After thinking carefully for a mont, she finally spoke.
"Naruto, bringing Sasuke back isn't—and shouldn't be—your burden alone. We're comrades. You don't have to carry everything by yourself."
She paused, as if making an important decision, then looked straight at him.
"Naruto. Tonight, co to my house. There's sothing I need to give you."
Naruto was confused, but he still nodded.
Night fell, moonlight flowing like water.
Inside Sakura's room, she carefully took out the crimson stone tablet she had treasured for so long and handed it to Naruto.
Naruto accepted it. It felt warm in his hands as he curiously examined the unfamiliar patterns carved into its surface.
"Sakura… what is this?" he asked.
"And the 'Divine Technique' you ntioned before—what does that an?"
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