Fudō Myōō.
This technique had been something Jin began developing long ago—modeled loosely after Susanoo.
Not to replicate it.
But to replace it.
Susanoo was undeniably powerful.
But its burden on the Mangekyō Sharingan was equally monstrous.
It was common knowledge—
Using Mangekyō techniques gradually deteriorated the user's eyesight until blindness.
And Susanoo?
It was essentially the simultaneous activation of both Mangekyō abilities.
That was just the base form.
The second, third, and fourth stages demanded even more.
And the complete body required the Eternal Mangekyō.
In canon, Sasuke overused Susanoo and nearly blinded himself within days.
Itachi, by contrast, treated it as a final trump card—and his Mangekyō lasted nearly a decade.
The difference in restraint was obvious.
Back during the Third Great Ninja War, uncertainty was everywhere. Jin couldn't guarantee he would never need Susanoo.
So he began developing an alternative.
Fudō Myōō was not simply a flame giant stacked from fire.
If that were the case, Jin could casually construct a hundred-meter inferno colossus.
This technique was the culmination of:
His flame-based abilityChakra nature transformationChakra shape transformation
An ultimate ninjutsu.
S-rank in difficulty—at minimum.
And ninjutsu ranking referred to learning difficulty, not destructive power.
So no, "Madara turning a B-rank jutsu into S-rank power" was a misunderstanding.
Power scaled with the user.
Difficulty did not.
If difficulty rankings extended beyond S—
Fudō Myōō would easily qualify as SS or even SSS.
Why?
Because even Jin himself couldn't fully complete it yet.
Incomplete as it was—
The flames composing Fudō Myōō's body already reached a terrifying two hundred thousand degrees Celsius.
Just standing near it scorched the earth.
Its attacks didn't even need direct contact.
Proximity alone meant death.
In truth, Jin could have killed Rōshi with a simple strike.
But he feared that under mortal threat, Rōshi might release the Four-Tails entirely.
So he employed—
Single Blade Cremation.
A fusion of elemental assault and sealing technique.
Inspired by Gaara's Desert Layered Imperial Funeral Sealing.
Replace sand with flame.
Replace seals with custom fire-adapted inscriptions.
The result—
A cremation that sealed before annihilating.
"Earth Release: Rock Golem Technique!"
Kitsuchi had begun forming seals the moment Rōshi charged.
When he saw Rōshi dive recklessly into the blazing sword—
And not emerge—
He cursed inwardly.
Idiot.
Even from this distance, the temperature was horrifying.
A massive stone hand burst from the earth and grasped toward Rōshi, trying to extract him.
But the flaming blade—
Instantly solidified.
Gold-red metal replaced fire.
The stone hand barely touched the surface—
And liquefied into magma.
Too late.
Kitsuchi could no longer sense Rōshi's chakra.
Jin extended Fudō Myōō's palm.
The massive blade reverted to flame and withdrew.
Rōshi's body remained suspended midair—
Then—
A scorching breeze passed.
And he disintegrated into ash.
Along with him—
The sealed Four-Tails vanished.
Jin's expression didn't change.
He did not harbor affection for all tailed beasts.
And among them—
The Four-Tails ranked low.
If this were Dragon Ball, perhaps things would differ.
But this was the Naruto world.
What rank are you—
Sharing the same name as the Monkey King?
Even living in something called "Flower-Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave"?
The Four-Tails would revive eventually.
It changed nothing.
Jin turned his gaze toward Kitsuchi.
Now—
It was his turn.
Kitsuchi felt the killing intent immediately.
Every hair on his body stood on end.
"Earth Release: Earth Flow Wave!"
The ground surged beneath him, lifting him on a crest of stone like a tidal wave, retreating rapidly.
He understood perfectly—
Head-on combat meant death within three exchanges.
That technique Jin used was clearly chakra-intensive.
Kitsuchi's only chance—
Was to stall.
Wear him down.
Jin did not pursue immediately.
Instead—
Fudō Myōō condensed flame into a bow.
And an arrow.
He watched Kitsuchi's fleeing form.
The giant drew the string slowly—
Channeling the majority of its power into the arrowhead.
The range—
The heat—
Even a Substitution Jutsu would be meaningless.
Kitsuchi—
Had nowhere left to run.
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