The two figures who descended into this frozen dimension were none other than Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki and Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki.
In the original timeline, they had once forced Naruto, Sasuke, and the Five Kage into a desperate battle before finally being defeated.
This time, they had come in search of their clan's traitor—Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
Following her traces, they arrived at Kaguya's city on the fringes of this ice world and remained there for some time.
Originally, a few days later, they were meant to encounter Sasuke, who had come to investigate Kaguya's legacy, leading to a brief but fierce clash.
But—
Because of Akira's actions at the Corpse-Sealing Grounds, the butterfly effect had altered Sasuke's path.
He missed his destined encounter with Momoshiki and Kinshiki.
And when Akira passed through this ice dimension in search of the Origin Sphere…
By sheer coincidence, he also led the two Ōtsutsuki here.
Such was fate.
The course of great events in the shinobi world had already begun to deviate irreversibly.
Crack.
Beneath his veil, veins bulged at Momoshiki's temple.
With his Byakugan, he scanned the surroundings and finally locked onto the spot where Obito and Akira had opened Kamui.
"Interesting," Momoshiki said coldly. "There's a spatial anchor left behind—something that only appears when a portal is opened."
"And judging by its shape, this wasn't created with our clan's refined techniques."
"It was torn open brutally… like the fangs of a hyena."
A playful smile curled his lips.
"So… inferior creatures have learned to escape their cages? How amusing."
Kinshiki hesitated. "Momoshiki-sama, could it be… members of our clan pursuing similar goals?"
Momoshiki shook his head lightly.
"No. We have opportunists, yes—but not barbarians like this."
"These are creatures from Kaguya's world. There's no mistake."
Kinshiki bowed slightly. "Then how shall we deal with these trespassers?"
Momoshiki's smile turned cruel and radiant.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Chase them down. Devour them completely."
"That is the most merciful judgment a god can grant inferior life."
The two vanished into a spacetime vortex released from Kinshiki's right eye.
—
Not long after they left—
A man with a high ponytail appeared above the glacier.
He wore white robes, carried a glowing red fish basket on his back, and rested a matching fishing rod on his shoulder.
Gazing in the direction Momoshiki and Kinshiki had departed, he chuckled softly.
"Little Momo, you're fast as always~."
"But rushing in like that… tends to get you burned."
"You call me a schemer? Fine, I'll take it."
"But I, Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, prefer to observe first and act later."
"Charging in blind like that rarely ends well~."
"Those three humans who just passed through…"
"Two of them once merged with the Ten-Tails left behind by Kaguya."
"As for the third, my intel is incomplete."
"But anyone walking alongside those two is definitely no ordinary person."
—
The Origin Sphere Dimension.
The central hub of Kaguya's Amenominaka.
The place where the legendary battle had truly ended.
A dark green sky.
Crimson earth.
Rolling hills stretching into the distance.
At its heart lay a canyon hundreds of times larger than a meteor crater, plunging tens of thousands of kilometers deep.
At the very end of the sky above it floated a colossal celestial body.
Akira, Madara, and Obito stood at the canyon's bottom, gazing upward.
Madara crossed his arms.
"That… is the Six Paths: Chibaku Tensei."
"The planetary seal formed with the Ten-Tails' shell—the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path—as its core."
Akira rested a hand on his hip.
"The Moon we see from Earth is another masterpiece of that technique."
Obito added quietly, "That one was Hagoromo and Hamura's work."
"This one… was created by Naruto and Sasuke."
Both Madara and Obito recalled nights of drinking and talking with Akira.
Back then, Akira had said—
"Kaguya's greatest legacy is the Ten-Tails."
"After she was sealed fifteen years ago, the Demonic Statue was lost in this dimension."
"I'll retrieve it, gather the scattered chakra, and bring the Ten-Tails back."
Recovering Kaguya's legacy…
That was the beginning.
As the initiator of the plan, Akira had endured countless obstacles to bring them here.
This moment was extraordinary.
Madara took out a pair of black gloves and put them on.
Obito chuckled. "Didn't know you were into ceremony."
"Hmph."
Madara's voice was firm. "Akira. The blood."
Akira tossed him a vial.
Crack.
Madara crushed it in his palm, smearing the blood across his gloves.
He formed seals steadily and slammed his hands onto the ground.
"Summoning Technique—Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!"
Boom!
The earth roared.
After fifteen years of slumber, the statue was torn from the planetary core and emerged once more.
First came its head, eyes bound in cloth, fanged mouth bursting through the ground.
Then its massive arms tore free, propping up its towering body.
"Roooar—!"
The statue howled and raised a colossal palm, slamming it toward Akira.
Akira smiled calmly.
"Such delightful killing intent. You think I'm the easy one?"
He didn't move.
Madara would handle it.
"Impudent."
Madara's Rinnegan gleamed.
Crack!
The descending hand froze in midair.
His hands formed a seal.
—Outer Path: Immovable Lotus!
Boom!
A lotus pedestal rose from the ground, lifting the statue's lower body.
Sensing danger, the statue tried to crawl down.
Madara changed seals.
—Outer Path: Demon-Binding Shackles!
Clack!
A massive restraint of crimson Wood Release and Adamantine Chains rose behind the statue.
Chains and wooden locks wrapped around its head, neck, arms, and waist.
They forced it into a seated position and shackled its ankles.
"Roooar!"
It struggled violently.
Only when its arms were bound across its chest and manacles locked onto its wrists did the murderous aura finally subside.
Madara released the seals.
The restraints slowly sank into the earth.
"Now it's obedient."
Even after seeing countless wonders, Obito couldn't help but sigh.
Still you…
After Nagato's death, it had taken him immense effort just to control the statue.
Akira raised his gaze to the statue's chest.
"Good. If that weren't there, this would've been much more troublesome."
Madara followed his eyes.
"That's the Hashirama artificial body I cultivated using the statue as an incubator."
"Perfect purity. Essentially Hashirama without consciousness."
"Akira. What are you planning?"
Akira smiled faintly.
"Uncle Madara, didn't you ask earlier what my plans were for the Rinnegan?"
"Now… you'll see."
"Oh?" Madara's interest flared. "Show me."
Whoosh!
A vortex formed in Akira's right eye.
A coffin dropped onto the ground.
Crack, crack—
The frost-like mist symbolizing frozen time dissipated.
"The secret to awakening my Rinnegan…"
"Is inside this coffin."
With that, Akira stepped forward—
And opened it.
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