He didn't know how much time had passed before the commotion outside subsided.
Jokichi opened his eyes. The light that seemed to fill the entire world had disappeared, and his vision suddenly cleared.
The earth in front of him looked as if it had been struck by a meteorite. A deep crater several kilometers in diameter had appeared. The scorched black earth was steaming, and the smell of burning could be smelled from far away.
"If he can survive even this, then I have nothing more to say." Jokichi murmured to himself and slowly walked toward the center of the deep crater.
Regardless of whether Urashiki was alive or dead, he had to go confirm it.
If he was dead, that would be best. He would scatter his ashes.
Occasionally, a spark of electricity flashed in the air.
Jokichi carried his sword, walking slowly on the wasteland. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well, feeling not a trace of emotion toward this ruined earth.
That indifferent expression was just like a Magatsutsugi bringing disaster.
"Step, step."
Arriving step by step at the center of the deep crater, Urashiki's completely scorched body lay there.
He was not dead yet, but incredibly weak. He could not even move a finger, and could only look at Jokichi with weak, unwilling eyes.
"I didn't expect that I would actually be defeated by what I considered an ant."
After speaking, Urashiki completely lost all signs of life.
Jokichi looked at him silently. After a good while, he finally said indifferently, "If you get cancer, you should get treated early. Don't come out jumping around blindly when you're in the late stages."
After speaking, he crouched down, preparing to take the golden Rinnegan from Urashiki.
However, just as his hand touched Urashiki's body, he turned to ash and dissipated.
Jokichi froze for a moment, then took a deep breath and stood up.
"To still be able to maintain consciousness for a while after having your body struck to ash, truly impressive."
Jokichi sincerely praised.
It was a pity that a guy with such a robust body was brain-dead.
If this guy had been replaced by Nagato or Obito, Jokichi would have had to use all his trump cards to kill him cleanly.
He found the scattered lightning rods and the remains of the portable house, and then stored them in the system space.
At this time, the voices of Naruto and Jiraiya rang out from afar.
"Hey!"
At this time, Jiraiya, who had noticed the commotion had stopped, ran back with Naruto.
Jokichi looked back, only to see Jiraiya and Naruto running rapidly this way, constantly waving their hands as they ran.
Jokichi shouldered his sword, and the carefree smile expected of the identity of "Yato" returned to his face.
Coming closer, before Naruto could catch his breath, he asked with concern, "Perverted Bro, are you alright!"
"Of course I am." Jokichi brushed his bangs and struck a handsome sword-swinging pose. "I am Yato, how could I possibly lose to a guy like that."
"So cool!"
Naruto's eyes sparkled, full of adoration.
"Of course, ahaha."
Being adored by Naruto, Jokichi still felt a little bit smug internally.
Jiraiya coughed and said, "Although I thought you were very formidable from the start, I didn't expect you to be this formidable."
"Not at all, not at all, you are very strong too!"
"I'm old now!"
Looking at the young face in front of him, Jiraiya couldn't help but think of Nagato and Minato, as well as the Jokichi he had seen before and Naruto beside him.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel somewhat emotional.
"In this world, every generation is more formidable than the last."
"You flatter me."
"Ahaha, truly modest!"
"Not at all, not at all."
The two flattered each other for a while and said their goodbyes.
Although Jiraiya wanted to drink and chat merrily with Yato for a while longer, this place had been ruined to this extent. He could only regretfully promise to continue drinking next time they met.
After Jiraiya and Naruto left, the sky had already darkened.
Jokichi glanced at the sun half-sunk into the western mountains, identified the direction, and walked toward the Land of Frost.
The portable house was destroyed by the aftermath of the battle and would take some time to recover. Before then, he would just go and do the things he needed to do!
He remembered that one of the Akatsuki organization's bases was in the Land of Frost. It hid the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path and a hundred thousand White Zetsu.
And there was the Sound Village in the Land of Rice Fields.
Orochimaru's lair was there. Jokichi still had his eyes on the relics of the First and Second Hokage in his hands.
And whether it was the Land of Frost or the Land of Rice Fields, both bordered the Land of Waterfalls and would be passed by on the way to Kumogakure. He would just conveniently resolve them together!
But before that, he had to get Urashiki's spoils of war out first.
Although the corpse had turned to ash, Jokichi had collected a lot of blood when he was stabbing him. He believed he could make many things out of it.
...
Thousands of miles away.
Boruto looked at Sasuke beside him and asked, "Sasuke-san, does this mean we've completed the mission to protect Dad?"
Sasuke nodded indifferently. "Yes, it's completed."
"But, why do I feel like we didn't do anything at all!"
"Be confident, remove 'feel like'. We originally didn't do anything at all."
"Ahhhhh, I just feel so unfulfilled!" Boruto complained, holding his head.
"Isn't it good to have it easy?" Sasuke glanced at him and said, "Ninja missions are all very dangerous. To be able to complete a mission without doing anything is the dream of many people."
"That's not right!" Boruto raised his head, pointing at Sasuke and saying, "Sasuke-san, you've changed."
"I've changed?" Sasuke was somewhat surprised.
"I've seen the Sasuke-san of this era. The you of this era isn't like you are now. You were more driven, hardworking, confident. A detestable idol in my heart. But now."
Hearing Boruto recount his past dark history, Sasuke's face was gloomy, and he really wanted to slap this kid.
But in the end, he just sighed deeply. "When you're young, you don't know any better. When you grow up, you'll understand. You're the same."
Saying this, not giving Boruto a chance to retort, he directly took out the Otsutsuki clan's space-time ninja tool from his ninja pouch.
"The chakra has been fully replenished, we can go back now."
...
In the forest on the other side, a giant python dragging its bloated body slithered slowly.
Along the way, various animals were frightened and ran away.
In places even further away.
The Five Great Ninja Villages and some smaller ninja villages had dispatched squads to investigate.
That sea of lightning falling from the highest heavens was simply too eye-catching.
So much so that the various ninja villages could not remain indifferent.
And on the other side.
Jokichi stayed at an inn in a small town on the border of the Land of Waterfalls and the Land of Rice Fields.
He originally planned to go to the Land of Frost first.
But after looking at the map, he felt the Sound Village was closer, so he changed his mind and decided to go look for Orochimaru first.
He ate dinner at the inn.
Jokichi returned to his room, took out the blood containing Urashiki, and began to forge.
[Ding! Detected special material "Blood of the Otsutsuki Birdman", can forge special items "Otsutsuki Crystal", "All-Encompassing Fish Basket", "Starry Sky Fishing Rod", "Mangekyo", "Mangekyo", "Mangekyo". Do you wish to forge?]
"Forge."
Jokichi muttered silently in his mind, and instantly six items appeared in his hands.
Three pairs of different contact lenses, a thumb-sized white crystal, a fish basket slightly larger than a fist, and a three-meter-long fishing rod.