Indra led everyone across a stone staircase to a small rocky hill behind a shrine. After pushing the hill aside, a massive stone door appeared beneath it, covered in a powerful sealing jutsu.
"This is the entrance to the Tomb of the Six Paths, but it is protected by a seal that Ashura and I created together. It can only be opened by combining the power of the Sage's Eyes and the Sage's Body."
As he spoke, Indra glanced at Isamu. The implication was obvious. Besides himself and Ashura, Isamu was the only person in the world who possessed both powers.
So that's how it is…
Since the seal had been created jointly by the two brothers, neither of them had ever been able to enter the tomb alone. They had unknowingly kept each other in check all these years. Only Isamu's arrival had made opening the tomb possible.
"Isamu, I know you possess the power of the Sage's Body. Will you lend me your strength?" Indra asked.
"Of course."
Without hesitation, Isamu stepped forward. Whether he could return to his own time depended on what lay inside this tomb, so there was no reason to refuse.
"Six Paths Sealing Release!"
The two formed hand seals simultaneously.
Indra released the power of the Sage's Eyes while Isamu channeled the power of the Sage's Body. As they pressed their palms against the stone gate, the sealing formula faded away, and the massive door slowly rumbled open.
"It's finally open!" Indra exclaimed excitedly. "Whatever treasures or artifacts lie within will depend on one's own fortune. Everyone, follow me!"
Unable to hide his excitement, Indra rushed inside first, with Isamu and Garuda close behind.
Although the entrance was relatively small, the tomb's interior was enormous. Countless tunnels branched off in every direction like a giant maze.
As soon as everyone entered, they scattered in different directions, each hoping to obtain one of the legendary Six Paths treasures.
Everyone split up…
…except Isamu and Garuda.
"I have to ask," Isamu said helplessly as he looked back at Garuda. "Why are you still following me? Everyone else is searching for artifacts. Aren't you interested in finding one?"
"I don't need any treasures," Garuda replied casually. "I only came to pay my respects to Uncle Hagoromo. Besides…" She smiled softly. "…I feel much safer with you."
"…"
Safer, my foot.
Isamu rolled his eyes inwardly.
Is this princess so wealthy that she doesn't care about legendary artifacts? Did Ōtsutsuki Hamura really leave her that many treasures?
Giving up on trying to understand her, Isamu continued strolling through the ancient corridors.
Artifacts possessed their own will. If one wasn't destined to obtain them, searching frantically was pointless. If fate favored him, they would naturally appear.
So he simply wandered at a leisurely pace.
After walking for some time, Isamu suddenly stopped in front of a stone chamber.
A strange sensation called out to him from within.
…This feeling…
Could it be…?
His eyes widened.
The Three Sacred Treasures?
Looks like my luck is incredible today.
He had instantly recognized the aura.
The Yata Mirror, said to possess absolute defense against both physical and spiritual attacks.
The Yasaka Magatama, capable of unleashing overwhelming offensive power capable of piercing any defense.
And the Totsuka Blade, the legendary sealing weapon that imprisoned anyone it pierced forever inside an eternal illusion.
So the Three Sacred Treasures were hidden inside Hagoromo's tomb.
Although they had never appeared in the original story, Isamu suspected they had simply been lost over the course of a thousand years.
But now… they'll never be lost again.
In the original timeline, the Three Sacred Treasures wielded by Itachi's Susanoo were merely manifestations created through chakra—not the genuine artifacts themselves. Much like Madara's Susanoo sword or Sasuke's chakra weapons, they possessed only a fraction of the originals' power.
If those replicas were already so terrifying…
…then the authentic treasures would undoubtedly be even more powerful.
Without another thought, Isamu kicked open the chamber door.
Inside floated three divine artifacts.
An eight-magatama necklace.
A crimson sake gourd.
And a bronze mirror about the size of eight palms.
All three hovered silently in midair, radiating a sacred glow.
"Oh!" Garuda exclaimed in surprise as she entered behind him. "There are actually three artifacts in one chamber!"
Normally, each chamber contained only a single treasure. The presence of three together proved that these items were anything but ordinary.
Still, she showed no interest in taking them.
Artifacts meant little to her.
Isamu stepped forward and examined each treasure carefully.
The Yata Mirror looked like an ordinary bronze mirror engraved with ancient patterns.
The Totsuka Blade appeared to be nothing more than a crimson sake gourd, though one section was shaped perfectly to serve as a sword hilt.
The Yasaka Magatama was even simpler—a necklace made of eight crescent-shaped magatama threaded together on a black cord.
At first glance, it looked completely ordinary.
Then something astonishing happened.
The Yata Mirror transformed into a streak of light and merged into Isamu's left arm.
The Totsuka Blade became another streak of light and disappeared into his right arm.
The Yasaka Magatama floated gently around his neck, settling there like an ordinary necklace.
"…"
Even Isamu stood frozen.
He immediately rolled up both sleeves.
On his left forearm was a tattoo resembling the Yata Mirror.
On his right forearm was the image of the Totsuka Gourd.
Only the Yasaka Magatama remained as a physical necklace that could be removed at any time.
He finally let out a sigh of relief.
At that moment, a stream of information flooded into his mind.
Whenever he wished, he only needed to call each artifact's name, and it would materialize instantly. They could freely expand or shrink in size according to his will.
How convenient…
These truly deserved to be called divine treasures.
Perfect for everyday use…
…travel…
…or fighting.
Just as Isamu finished marveling at the Three Sacred Treasures and turned to leave—
Garuda suddenly threw herself into his arms.
The unexpected embrace caught him completely off guard.
After hesitating for a moment, he awkwardly coughed.
"Ahem… well… the Three Sacred Treasures have already acknowledged me as their master."
He scratched his cheek in embarrassment.
"How about this? We'll keep searching together. If we find any more artifacts, you can choose first. Sound fair?"
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