A spaceship flew toward the Ninja World and was quickly detected.
"What's going on? Has the Ōtsutsuki Clan dispatched soone so soon?"
On the moon, everyone's expressions turned solemn.
It had only been three days since the last battle. Three days wasn't nearly enough ti for news to travel back, preparations to be made, and reinforcents to arrive.
"It shouldn't be soone from the Ōtsutsuki Clan," Naruto said slowly. "If it were them, the enemy approaching would definitely be stronger than last ti. Six Paths–level experts can already traverse space freely."
His aning was clear: the Ōtsutsuki Clan had no need for spaceships.
Besides, the timing was far too tight.
"Could it be visitors from space? Like Amado?"
Shisui frowned slightly, stroking his chin.
Amado had also arrived in the Ninja World via spaceship, but unfortunately most of it had been destroyed, leaving very little technology to study.
"Who cares who it is? If it's an enemy, we'll just kill them."
Uchiha Madara spoke coldly.
"Madara, don't always think about fighting and killing," Hashirama said helplessly. His old friend's thirst for battle seed to have grown even stronger. Slaughter and war couldn't solve everything.
Still, the current situation in the Ninja World was dire.
"Let them land first. Then we'll see what happens," Naruto said, his eyes flickering with thought.
Soon, the spaceship entered the planet's periter.
The massive barrier array surrounding the world remained hidden, so the ship's owner didn't notice anything unusual.
The vessel slowly landed on the moon.
After a mont, the hatch opened.
A man stepped out.
He had a refined appearance, wearing a white robe. His eyes had no visible pupils, and a pair of horns curved from his head.
Hidden nearby, Naruto and the others watched silently.
Their expressions changed.
This was unmistakably a mber of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
But how could a Six Paths–level Ōtsutsuki dare co to the Ninja World alone?
The newcor looked around, his brows furrowing as if he had noticed sothing.
"Strange… why can't I sense any life?"
A bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
A spatial power quickly locked onto him.
"Not good… could those people have caught up already? Impossible…"
Just as confusion filled his mind, Naruto and the others suddenly appeared.
"Wait!"
A clear voice rang out.
It was Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
She had just stepped out of the palace after sensing a familiar aura.
When the newcor saw the woman in royal robes, his expression froze in disbelief.
"Mother…"
Everyone looked toward him.
Could this mysterious Ōtsutsuki really be the younger brother of the Sage of Six Paths—Ōtsutsuki Hamura?
Kaguya's expression grew complicated.
Back then, her sons had sealed her away, but she knew the bla ultimately lay with her. She had intended to use the White Zetsu army to resist the Ōtsutsuki Clan's invasion. She understood it was a desperate and likely futile plan—but in order to survive, she had no other choice.
Still, despite everything, she had always retained feelings for Hamura and Hagoromo.
Not far away, Toneri showed an excited expression.
Ancestor.
This was their ancestor. He had seen Hamura's portrait countless tis.
Naruto and the others, however, knew very little about the Sage of Six Paths' brother.
After all, they had never t him before.
At that mont, another figure appeared in a burst of light.
It was Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki—the Sage of Six Paths—projecting himself from the Pure Land.
When Hamura saw his brother, he finally let out a breath of relief. Anyone would feel intimidated facing their once-sealed mother along with a group of overwhelmingly powerful shinobi.
Seeing Hamura, Hagoromo sighed.
"It's a long story, Hamura. Let explain everything."
He began recounting everything that had happened in the Ninja World.
When the story was finished, Hamura stood there in stunned silence.
He never expected that during the years he had been away, the Ninja World had undergone such earth-shattering changes.
After clearing up Hamura's confusion, Hagoromo finally asked the question on everyone's mind.
"Why have you returned?"
Hamura nodded slowly.
"Back then, after realizing the true power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, I left the moon and ventured into space… searching for a way to deal with them."
The two brothers, Hagoromo and Hamura, both understood sothing deeply.
Although they were mbers of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, they were descendants of Kaguya—who had betrayed the clan. Because of that, they were treated as part of a branch family.
More importantly, they loved this planet.
They would never allow anyone to destroy it.
Back then, they had even sealed their own mother. If they hadn't done so, most of the people on the planet might have already been transford into White Zetsu.
"This ti, I stole a God Tree fruit from the Ōtsutsuki Clan and barely managed to escape," Hamura said slowly. "At first, I thought the clan had discovered and set an ambush. I didn't expect it to be you instead."
"God Tree fruit?!"
Everyone present was shocked.
"That's right," Hamura continued. "These are extrely rare fruits known as Twin Fruits. They allow soone to comprehend the power of laws, giving them a chance to step into the Six Paths level. At the sa ti, they can further evolve the Ōtsutsuki bloodline."
"With these… we may finally have hope of resisting the Ōtsutsuki Clan."
Hamura then explained how he managed to obtain the fruits.
After listening, Naruto couldn't help but admire Hamura's luck—and even more so, his perseverance. Spending decades infiltrating the Ōtsutsuki Clan and waiting for the right opportunity to steal the fruits was no simple feat.
But the result was worth it.
Naruto knew that even within the Ōtsutsuki Clan, these fruits were extrely precious. They were a key resource for reaching the Six Paths level.
He also learned that Hamura had succeeded not only because of his Ōtsutsuki identity, but also because of a treasure he discovered during his travels in space—a Space-Breaking Talisman.
It was precisely because of this artifact that Hamura managed to escape from the pursuit of a Six Paths–level Ōtsutsuki.
Slowly, Hamura took out the stolen fruits.
The mont they appeared, a divine light shone outward.
The fruits looked extraordinary, emitting a strange aura filled with mysterious energy.
"The only pity is that they still need three years to fully mature," Hamura said with so regret. "But it was precisely because they weren't mature yet that I was able to steal them while their owner was careless."
His voice carried a trace of bitterness.
Over the past decades, he must have experienced countless dangers—things impossible for outsiders to understand.
The two fruits were currently sealed and preserved by Hamura, their vitality maintained so they could continue ripening.
"It seems you've had a very difficult ti all these years," Hagoromo said quietly.
His tone was filled with emotion.
Hamura's actions had been like dancing on the edge of a blade—whether infiltrating the ranks of the Ōtsutsuki elders or patiently waiting decades for the chance to steal the God Tree fruits.
But it was clear that Hamura's strength had grown far beyond what it once was.
After all, as the saying goes, crisis and opportunity often coexist.
(End of Chapter)
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