Enraged, Tsunade speeds up her sealing!
Before Uzumaki Mito could finish her last sentence, her entire form was sealed inside the scroll.
Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At last—peace and quiet!
Although she'd once dreamed of seeing her loved ones again, once it actually happened she couldn't wait to send them back to the Pure Land.
"Uchiha Jin?"
"Interested in him? Impossible!"
"His mother isn't even as old as I am—how could I be interested in him?"
On the battlefield, Tsunade sank into thought.
But in the end…
She could only shake her head in resignation; when she came back to her senses, she saw many of her own side wounded.
There was no other way.
The Sarutobi and three other clans had never joined the fight; only a handful of Edo Tensei bodies remained. Even with her prepared sealing scrolls, injuries—and deaths—were unavoidable.
'Boar – Dog – Rooster – Monkey – Ram!'
'Summoning Technique: Slug!'
With a thunderous bang, a gigantic slug appeared.
"Lady Tsunade!" the slug cooed sweetly.
Tsunade's tone was stern. "Slug, go heal everyone!"
Almost instantly, the massive slug split into countless tiny slugs that crawled onto every injured shinobi.
Immediately after, Tsunade struck again, facing an old acquaintance.
"Big Sis Tsunade!"
"Never thought we'd meet again like this."
"How's Naruto doing?"
While trading blows, Uzumaki Kushina tried to ask about her son.
Tsunade felt awkward, at a loss, even stifled.
She felt she didn't deserve Kushina's "Big Sis," but after a pause she reluctantly said, "Naruto's life before was… rough."
"Hiruzen Sarutobi pocketed you and Minato's estate and never revealed Naruto's identity; for years he was just the 'demon fox' in Old Konoha."
"But don't worry—Naruto's been taken to New Konoha and is being raised by Kakashi."
"From now on, I'll keep an eye on him."
Kushina's heart clenched, her face darkening.
She'd already guessed; after all, every clan—and the Civilians—had abandoned Hiruzen Sarutobi and flocked to the Uchiha camp. That alone spoke volumes.
So… with a resigned sigh she forced herself to smile. "Got it. Thanks, Big Sis Tsunade."
"Don't thank me—I owe you an apology," Tsunade murmured, shaking her head.
She'd been too self-absorbed in the past, never considering how those around her felt.
A moment later, after a brief exchange, Tsunade sealed Kushina away.
It was only natural.
Without the Nine-Tails, Kushina was merely an average Uzumaki.
Though her bloodline was strong and her Adamantine Sealing Chains could bind the Nine-Tails, Minato had doted on her; to keep her off the battlefield he'd completed countless missions with Flying Thunder God.
Thus, Kushina's combat experience was thin; without the Nine-Tails she stood no chance against Tsunade.
Time ticked on.
Barely twenty minutes later, of Orochimaru's Edo Tensei army only Senju Hashirama remained.
To be honest, Uchiha Jin was struggling. Facing a Hashirama limited to seventy percent, he was still the one being suppressed.
There was no helping it.
Hashirama had lived through the Sengoku era, fighting almost daily; his killing techniques far surpassed Jin's.
And thanks to constant battles with Uchiha Madara, the "Big Wood" knew Susanoo inside-out, leaving Jin inwardly furious.
Eternal Mangekyo?
Without Hashirama, he could dominate this era; even against Akatsuki's Rinnegan-wielding Nagato, he might not win but likely wouldn't lose.
After all, those Rinnegan weren't Nagato's—he couldn't draw out their full power.
But—sigh…
Looking at the grinning "Big Wood," Jin, who'd been about to show off, decided to play it safe.
"Hahaha!"
"Young Uchiha, you're really something!"
"Apart from Madara back then, you're the only one who's pushed me this far."
Senju Hashirama beamed.
He genuinely meant the praise.
Across his entire life, only Uchiha Jin came second to "Madara."
As for everyone else…
Hah!
They hadn't even qualified to make him open the True Thousand-Armed Kan'on.
"Hey—Big Wood!"
"The other fronts are done; I'm ending this fight too."
"Catch up later!"
Uchiha Jin roared.
Exactly.
He'd dragged the fight out to gauge his own strength and hone his skills against a top-tier opponent.
Now that he knew he was still a notch below Hashirama and Madara, he had no interest in continuing the "sparring."
Business came first.
On the other side, hearing this, Hashirama blinked in surprise.
"Oh? Kid, looks like you've still got something up your sleeve!"
"Bring it on—let me see!"
Standing atop his Buddha, Hashirama grew excited.
He was curious: could Uchiha Jin actually hurt him in his current state?
Without hesitation, Jin dispersed Susanoo and spun his Mangekyo wildly.
'Susano'o: Susanoo-no-Mikoto!'
In an instant, powered by his Eternal Mangekyo, boundless ocular power vanished—outwardly nothing stirred, yet Hashirama's Buddha began crumbling inch by inch.
That was the terrifying logic of Mangekyo techniques: with enough Dōjutsu Power, anything was possible.
Yet the stronger the foe, the greater the drain.
Just moments ago, restraining Senju Tobirama had left Fugaku completely exhausted. Jin's technique might seem broken, but shattering Hashirama demanded an equally outrageous amount of ocular chakra.
Had he not awakened the Eternal Mangekyo, even wrecking this one eye wouldn't have been enough to collapse Hashirama.