Chapter 370: The Mighty Ryūjin Jakka, the Brooding Tobirama Senju!

Uchiha Jin certainly recognized the zanpakutō Ryūjin Jakka.

The zanpakutō of Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni, captain-commander of the Gotei 13, is none other than Ryūjin Jakka—earning him the title of the strongest shinigami in a thousand years.

Not bad!

Although Aizen’s Kyōka Suigetsu seems more inscrutable, it can be broken by strong spiritual awareness or special zanpakutō; that zanpakutō, while terrifying against weak foes, is actually unremarkable in battles between elites.

Take Aizen himself—he merely treats it as a tool, relying on raw power rather than his zanpakutō; what truly makes Aizen formidable is his utterly terrifying spiritual pressure.

So.

From this perspective, Ryūjin Jakka is stronger!

He briefly checked his destiny points: the basic infusion had cost ten thousand, leaving him with ninety thousand destiny points.

Enough!

But after this enhancement, the remaining ninety thousand destiny points won’t be enough for any further upgrades.

If he wants to continue enhancing in the future, he’ll have to wait until he kills Hagoromo, eradicates the Kara organization, and even defeats Kaguya—only then, after fully subjugating the ninja world, might he gain destiny points again.

‘Hongmeng Tower, enhance!’

As Uchiha Jin spoke, the Hongmeng Tower spun again.

A golden light shot out, merging with him; the shikai in his hand began to tremble.

Then.

Uchiha Jin involuntarily cried out: ‘All things under heaven return to ashes. Ryūjin Jakka!’

An indescribable inferno erupted violently from the zanpakutō; the scorching heatwave instantly obliterated the entire room, and the suffocating flames surged outward with furious force.

Seeing this, Uchiha Jin was startled.

He hastily sheathed the zanpakutō; the flames around him vanished instantly.

So terrifying!

Looking at the ash-filled ruins around him, deep in his eyes lay shock, and a bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Ryūjin Jakka’s flames were wild and scorching, like a sun exploding.

In comparison,

chakra-based fire ninjutsu seemed mild—otherwise, the rumor that fire ninjutsu couldn’t kill wouldn’t have spread.

Ryūjin Jakka was utterly different!

Uchiha Jin hadn’t even used a technique—he’d merely released the shikai, and the surging flames exploded instantly, as if determined to burn the entire world to cinders.

‘No wonder it’s the strongest fire-type zanpakutō!’

Uchiha Jin murmured.

A proud smile curled his lips; his eyes burned with eagerness.

Clearly!

If before he’d worried about Hagoromo showing up, now he was almost eager for it.

‘Jin, are Itachi alright?’

‘Where’s the enemy?’

As Uchiha Jin pondered, Yamanaka Rin arrived first.

Then,

Uchiha Tsukuyomi arrived, followed by Uchiha clan members, the Anbu, and countless other strong figures from the village—even Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha came.

‘No need to worry—there’s no enemy!’

‘I was just training a new technique; I didn’t expect it to be this powerful.’

‘Sorry for making Itachi all come all this way for nothing.’

Uchiha Jin smiled and explained.

He was usually a gentle person; even now as Hokage, he showed no overt aggression.

One thing:

As long as it didn’t threaten his core interests, and as long as they weren’t enemies opposing him, no one felt his pressure.

‘Oh, I see, haha!’

‘Hokage-sama’s power is growing stronger than ever.’

‘…’

Those present all praised him.

Their faces wore awkward smiles—if anyone else had done this, they’d have been roasted until they doubted their own existence, but who was this man? Their Hokage.

And Hokage-sama had apologized—what could these little guys say?

So besides praising, they had nothing else to say.

Eventually,

After everyone left, Uchiha Jin summoned an Anbu and told him to pass the word: tomorrow at nine a.m., he would hold a high-level meeting—regional leaders and those above Kage rank must attend.

After the Anbu departed, Yamanaka Rin approached: ‘Don’t do anything this dangerous again.’

‘Sorry, it was an accident,’ Uchiha Jin smiled. ‘No excuse—it really was an accident.’

‘I didn’t expect this technique to be this strong. I’d only just formed it—I never intended to release it.’

‘But even the mere buildup and explosion were this extreme.’

Yamanaka Rin sighed.

Still, she said nothing more; she glanced helplessly at the ruined area, then pulled Uchiha Jin to her room to rest.

And as for this,

Uchiha Jin did not refuse!

Previously, lacking confidence, he had no desire to return and rest.

Now that he’d awakened his zanpakutō and obtained the strongest Ryūjin Jakka, he no longer feared Hagoromo or Hagane—or even the hidden Kara organization.

Under these circumstances, what was there to say?

Go home. Sleep.

He might as well consider having a few children of his own.

After all, the ninja world’s long-lasting peace was now assured—he was willing to let his children grow up in such a world.

…

Meanwhile, on the other side,

Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha had left, but these two close friends didn’t notice the forlorn expression on Tobirama Senju’s face behind them.

What could he do?

The last time they met, his brother was still an Edo Tensei; now, upon seeing him again, he’d suddenly been fully resurrected?!

Family, who understands?!

He felt stabbed in the back—did his brother no longer love him?

Worse still, he’d spent the whole day brooding, while Hashirama, that bastard, only chatted with Madara Uchiha, never noticing his beloved younger brother’s distress.

He’d endured all day.

He’d hoped his brother would notice his unease—but now it was clear: his hopes were shattered. Hashirama’s eyes were fixed only on Madara Uchiha; he hadn’t even glanced once at his own little brother.

Uncle could endure, but even Aunt couldn’t!

So,

After long contemplation, Tobirama Senju sought out his elder sister-in-law.

Kushina Uzumaki!

Kushina, who had been waiting in the back garden, became furious upon hearing this—she too wanted to revive herself and her son, but her husband had been resurrected so quickly and still hadn’t come home to tell her?!

Damn it.

With a furious face, Kushina stormed over to Madara Uchiha’s side, grabbed Hashirama Senju’s ear, and dragged him straight to her back garden.

‘Hey, Kushina!’

‘Have some decency—Madara and Tobirama are still here! Give me some dignity!’

‘…’