Chapter 379: Ten-Tails' Revival
"Please don't misunderstand, Yasushi-sama."
Seeing he'd been discovered, Black Zetsu emerged from the earth with an ingratiating smile, approaching Yasushi obediently.
"I heard Ten-Tails was about to be revived, so I came specifically to watch."
"Oh, is that so? I thought you were hiding behind me planning to backstab me!"
Facing Yasushi's half-smiling expression, Black Zetsu hurriedly waved his hands in denial:
"No, no, how could that be?
"I'm utterly loyal to Yasushi-sama. How could I do such a thing?
"The reason I rushed over this time is mainly because I heard Leader Nagato gave the Ten-Tails jinchūriki position to Yasushi-sama. I worried you might rashly absorb Ten-Tails and encounter problems.
"Yasushi-sama doesn't know—not just anyone can use Ten-Tails. Without the Rinnegan's restraint, Ten-Tails' backlash power proves extremely strong. Yasushi-sama might not be able to withstand it."
"No need to worry about that." Yasushi waved dismissively. "If even Obito could survive the backlash, I have no reason I couldn't.
"Ultimately, it's just competing in obsession and willpower. When it comes to madness, I, Uchiha Yasushi, am second to none!
"Ahahaha..."
Watching Yasushi's suddenly maniacal appearance, Black Zetsu immediately swallowed back all his prepared words.
What logic could he discuss with a madman?
However, Yasushi said Obito could survive—did he see something in the "prophecy"?
Black Zetsu's gaze began flickering as he pondered how to prevent Yasushi from becoming the Ten-Tails jinchūriki.
Rinnegan could perhaps be cultivated again in the future, but Ten-Tails—the entire shinobi world possessed only one. Once Yasushi used it, his mother-rescue plan would be completely ruined!
But before Black Zetsu could devise countermeasures, Yasushi clapped his hands, urging:
"Nagato, let's find somewhere to revive Ten-Tails!"
Nagato had prepared for this day for who-knew-how-long. He immediately led Yasushi and others, rapidly departing Rain Village to reach a clearing deep in distant mountains.
His hands formed seals quickly, summoning the Gedo Statue. Then his Rinnegan rotated. The Gedo Statue—or rather, Ten-Tails' husk—suddenly animated under the Rinnegan's drive.
Creak...
The Gedo Statue's massive withered-tree-like body produced teeth-grinding friction sounds. Both arms raised high, it tilted its head back and roared once toward the heavens. The pairs of eyes on its head flashed with brilliant light. Opening its abyss-like giant maw, it gently inhaled toward the five jinchūriki on the ground.
A suction seemingly originating from the world's source—irresistible—instantly coiled around the five unconscious jinchūriki like invisible tendrils.
In an instant, streams of tailed beast chakra erupted outward from every pore across the five jinchūriki's bodies.
Five torrents of chakra—each different colors, wild and untamed—extracted like forcibly torn souls. Under invisible rope guidance, they twisted and struggled yet irreversibly flowed into the statue's mouth.
"AAAHHH..."
Heart-rending screams rang out simultaneously.
The jinchūriki were violently awakened from unconsciousness by intense pain, feeling their souls being torn out alive.
Eyes wide, bodies convulsing from extreme agony, they remained pinned in place by the statue's sealing power—unable to move. Like lambs on altars, they could only helplessly feel the "monsters" that had accompanied them for years being seized bit by bit, life force rapidly draining.
As more and more tailed beast chakra entered the Gedo Statue's body, the statue's withered torso—as though infused with life's spring—began expanding and writhing, transforming back toward the Divine Tree.
Its still-tightly-closed eyes on its skull began trembling violently. Cracks appeared, gaps transmitting ominous destructive red light.
Each absorbed portion of tailed beast chakra intensified one eye's trembling by a degree—as though a slumbering world-destroying demon was awakening.
Black Zetsu watched anxiously from the side, itching to rush forward and interrupt Ten-Tails' revival.
But seeing Yasushi's half-smiling expression nearby, Black Zetsu's heart filled with unease. He dared not act rashly.
He mentally reviewed every piece he could think of—finding none that could serve a purpose at this moment.
Black Zetsu paced frantically in place. Despair coiled around his consciousness like vines.
He could only futilely gaze toward the cave entrance, praying for miracles.
Perhaps some reckless powerful individual would burst in...
However, this was Akatsuki's headquarters. Who would be brain-dead enough to cause trouble here? Only deathly silence existed, along with the heart-palpitating rumbling as the statue devoured chakra.
Until the very end, Black Zetsu never received his desired accident.
When the final stream of tailed beast chakra submerged into the statue's mouth, quantity triggered quality.
The already massive statue's body suddenly expanded several times more. Ten tails suddenly sprouted from behind, flailing wildly in midair, whipping the air into explosive sounds.
The nine eyes on its skull completely vanished, transforming into nine long sharp horns. On the skull's right side, one eye opened from nothing—a red Rinnegan base with six tomoe spinning endlessly within.
Those crimson pupils radiated cold indifference that overlooked all living things and dismissed everything.
It was no longer a rigid husk but Ten-Tails possessing primitive life and destructive will!
Ten-Tails had finally completely revived!
It raised its mountain-like head, opened its fang-filled giant maw, and released a roar that shook heaven and earth, jolting souls.
That sound mixed fury from millennia of sealing, ecstatic joy from regaining power, and toward all worldly life... pure malice.
"ROOOAAR..."
The tremendous roar shook the sky and earth. Even distant Rain Village trembled thrice.
Sound waves transformed into tangible gales, carrying shattered stones and dust sweeping outward in all directions.
Violent shockwaves shot straight toward clouds, instantly scattering and tearing the thick overcast that perpetually shrouded Rain Country, revealing long-absent sunlight.
Yet this was merely Ten-Tails' instinctive roar after revival—not any conscious attack—already producing such exaggerated effects.
Despite the great distance, Rain Village's buildings still seemed to experience strong earthquakes. Glass shattered completely. Houses swayed. Countless civilians cowered on the ground in terror.
Without prior notification, Rain Village would have exploded into chaos from this single roar.
But that towering massive form still filled everyone with fear and anxiety.
Though mentally prepared, when legend became reality, when world-ending power manifested so directly, soul-deep terror still gripped everyone.
They held their breath, gazing toward that direction, hearts filled with fear of the unknown and instinctive trembling before absolute power.
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