Reborn in Naruto As Madara's Grandson-Chapter 635: Enter Devil Lord Shutendōji

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Chapter 635: Enter Devil Lord Shutendōji

The figure slowly opens his eyes, revealing a pair of light blue eyes with a darkened sclera and a slightly dark blue pupil.

"Jōgan!"

Izuna clenches his fists as he recognizes the Dojutsu of the newcomer.

"So, it's really him- Lord Shutendōji, the present leader of the Otsutsuki clan!"

Jōgan or the pure eyes are the most powerful jutsu of the Otsutsuki clan. These powerful eyes can peer into fate, karma, and destiny. They grant the user omnipotence, omniscient, the power to alter the laws of reality, manipulate space-time, clairvoyance, and the power to control entropy are just among a few.

This set of eyes is so powerful that only a single pair of eyes can exist in the Otsutsuki clan at a time. If another pair of eyes exists with a stroke of luck, then the fate and destiny of the two users will be intertwined, cursing these eyes.

'But that's not all about these eyes.' Izuna averts his gaze from the Jōgan.

'These eyes are a manifestation of the Otsutsuki God's power. So, any person with these eyes carries the will of the Otsutsuki God. Currently, only the Clan leader of the Otsutsuki clan possesses these eyes.'

Izuna's expression turns tense.

'I didn't expect the will of the Otsutsuki clan leader to descend into Grandpa's body. Now I know why Zetsu was strengthening Grandpa's body. No mortal vessel can handle the will of Otsutsuki God.'

Izuna has a bit of insider knowledge. The leaders of the three powerful cosmic forces, Otsutsuki, Tentai Yōkai, and the Abyss, are actually the physical manifestation of their respective God.

The Gods of these clans can't act in the physical plane because of some unknown circumstances or restraints. So, each of them transferred a minuscule portion of their power to a vessel; which is also the representative of their will in the physical plane!

'Perhaps their actual bodies are five-dimensional beings!' Izuna speculates.

Even his current powers are close to being fourth-dimensional. Except for a few limitations, even he can freely walk-through time. As for the concept of the fifth dimension, it's far too obscure and distant for him to understand.

Now on to the present situation, Izuna feels fear from the bottom of his heart as he confronts Shutendōji's avatar.

"This body is too weak!" Shutendōji clenches his fists.

"I can't even relay a percent of my power." He mutters.

"Lord!" Black Zetsu bows on his knees in front of Shutendōji.

"Please forgive my failure. This subject is too incompetent to find a suitable vessel for your unsurmountable power!" A fanatic expression appears on Black Zetsu's featureless face.

Hmm…

Shiing…

A faint glimmer flashed through Shutendōji's eyes. With a single glance, he sees through the fate, karma, destiny, past, present, and future of the entire shinobi world.

"Interesting!" An expression of amusement appears on Shutendōji's face.

"The aura of fate in this world is very dense. It's even comparable to the home dimension of the Otsutsuki clan.." He mumbles.

Shutendōji's eyes continue to glimmer as he reads through the history of this world.

Hmm…

"Kaguya… that little girl! An extremely powerful divine technique influenced her to make her betray the clan. Let's see the source of this divine technique!"

Memories continue to flash past Shutendōji's mind.

"Oh! So, other than Shibai, another low-level God died in this world."

His vision peers through the illusion and rests on a temple on a snowy-mountain.

'That's the direction of the Redaku!' Izuna murmurs.

'Seems like he saw through everything!'

"Oh! It was the spirit of the Karma artifact owned by that bastard! Since it's related to karma, I won't delve further."

While Shutendōji's avatar is peering into the past of the Shinobi world, Izuna doesn't dare to even flinch a muscle. Even Ibaraki, who was rampaging a few seconds ago, silently arrives beside Shutendōji and bows like a piet.

'Shinobi world is doomed. Even if I somehow managed to repel him, none of the residents would survive. Their fate, karma, and destiny will be severed for all eternity. Now, I only hope that Seiryū can somehow turn the situation around.' Izuna pins all his hopes on the Astral Demon Prince.

Swirl…

A black Yomotsu Hirasaka opens beside Izuna. A figure walks out of the portal.

'Speak of the devil!'

AH…

The figure's steps freezes as it senses a powerful presence. It quickly turns around to flee. However, an invisible force acts on the figure and pulls it into the shinobi world.

Seiryū tumbles from the portal and falls flat on the ground with his face.

"Umm… looks like I have trespassed in the wrong place at the wrong time!" He gets up, dusts his clothes, and scratches his head with a smile that's not a smile.

Inside his mind, he is cursing Izuna to damnation.

'Fuck! I shouldn't have listened to his words. Nothing good happens in anything related to this jinx.'

He turns to Izuna with a smile. His eyes foretell a tragic tale.

Izuna also rolls his eyes, reading the sentiments hidden in Seiryū's eyes with a single glance. After all, both of them are a similar kind of person. Birds of a feather flock together is universally true.

'Just why the fuck is this person here?' Seiryū asks him through a mental message.

'If you are asking me, then who the fuck am I supposed to ask? Shouldn't you be more aware of his situation? After all, your father is the leader of the clan. Shouldn't he be locked in a battle against him?' Izuna retorts.

'Besides, it isn't his real body but a vessel of his projection, a mini-avatar to be accurate!' He adds.

'Even if it's a mini-avatar, his power isn't something we can contend against.' Seiryū sighs.

'Then do you plan to give up so soon?' Izuna frowns.

'No, of course not! It's a rare chance to contend against a powerful figure like him. Besides, I never get to fight my father since he is too powerful and even my father's avatars aren't something we can handle. But this mini-avatar of Shutendōji is slightly different.' He glances at Shutendōji's form with his Reigan.

'The power of his current vessel is inflated forcefully. So, the descent of this avatar won't last that long. He will last for at most an hour, after which the vessel will crumble and turn into ashes.' He adds.

'Hmm… is that so?' Izuna also confirms the truth with his Reigan.

'Indeed! But how are supposed to last an hour? No, forty-five minutes against him. All it will take him is a slight effort to obliterate us,' Izuna asks.

'Hehe… you don't have to worry about that. Though not him, I already made preparations to survive against a powerful enemy. We might not do much to him, but surviving won't be a problem unless he is hell-bent on destroying us,' Seiryū mutters.

'And why do you think he isn't hell-bent? What if we somehow piss him off?' Izuna asks in skepticism.

'Then, we can only perturb it to our bad luck.' Seiryūaccepts his fate.

'Also…' As if recalling something.

'Don't you still have that thing?'

'I do! But I have already over-drained its power. And using that will certainly destroy this world. So, I am not that keen to use it.' Izuna sighs.

'The world will end anyway, so might as well do it!' Seiryū has a different opinion.

'I will think about it. For now, let's see how things play out!' Izuna gives a vague answer.

'That's not an answer!' Seiryū rolls his eyes.

Shutendōji ignores the two clowns in front of him and continues to grasp the unique aspect of this world by delving into its past.

"Hmm… So, this is the world that hides Shibai Otsutsuki's body."

His vision stretches far wide in the past and arrives at the point of Shibai Otsutsuki's ascension to godhood.

"Shibai used the fate of this world to sever his connections with the Otsutsuki clan's fate. He abandoned his body, the last link with the Otsutsuki clan, to cut off his ties." Shutendōji's eyes narrow.

"But what's so unique about this world that allowed him to sever his fate?"

Shutendōji's vision expands even further in time.

Gulp…

Both Izuna and Seiryū gulp their saliva. Each passing second feels like a decade for them.

Soon, fifty minutes pass in the blink of an eye. During this entire time, the duo didn't even dare to move a muscle.

"No wonder he chose to ascend in this small dimension!"

Shutendōji finally opens his eyes and glances at the duo in front of him.

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