The words of the woman in the white robe immediately stirred a sense of caution in Senju Yukika's heart.
She had just mentioned a mysterious powerhouse who would arrive in a hundred years, and the way she described him was utterly terrifying.
Could this planet really be destroyed that easily?
According to her, this individual's power was equivalent to the combined force of millions of Truth-Seeking Orbs—comparable to a mythical beast in its prime.
Even the fearsome creature Qiongqi, whose chakra was born from the ancestors of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, couldn't be taken lightly.
Now that Yukika heard of such a being, an unmistakable sense of alarm began to take root in his heart.
He felt an urgent need to accelerate the progress of his power templates—to quickly grow stronger.
Only by doing so could he protect himself and Earth when the time of chaos arrived.
The man in white robes who had once sat proudly on the throne now lay unconscious on the ground, unaware of anything.
His companion, the woman in white, had just revealed one of the clan's most guarded secrets to Senju Yukika.
Had the man known, he would have never allowed such a thing to happen. The knowledge she shared touched on the Ōtsutsuki Clan's most confidential secrets.
The powerhouse she mentioned—expected to arrive a century from now—was an elite even on their homeworld, second only to the ancestral trio.
Such a mission—to travel across the vast cosmos to a primitive planet like Earth—was of the highest secrecy and could not be exposed.
After all, the universe was teeming with powerful factions, many of whom viewed the Ōtsutsuki as enemies.
If news of such a critical figure leaving the safety of the homeworld were to spread, it would certainly trigger a deadly trap.
Rival forces would stop at nothing to see him fall before he could return.
But all of that had nothing to do with Yukika. Now that he knew the truth, he asked many more questions.
The woman in white, perhaps out of fear or guilt—or maybe concern for her unconscious companion—poured out everything she knew.
As if the floodgates had burst, she spoke nonstop, revealing much about the origins of the Ōtsutsuki Clan and the current situation on their main star.
The only thing Yukika couldn't piece together was where in the universe this so-called homeworld was located.
But that wasn't surprising—even she might not know. The universe was simply too vast, filled with countless planets and galaxies.
Describing their home with mere words was practically impossible.
Without the use of interstellar teleportation, they would likely be lost in the infinite reaches of space, unable to return home.
Just then, Yukika waved his hand lightly, prompting the woman in white to flinch. Her face changed, and she said anxiously:
"Sir, you promised… you wouldn't kill the two of us."
At this point, if Senju Yukika were planning to betray them now that he knew their secrets, she could do nothing to stop him.
Still, she believed he was a man of his word—one who honored promises.
Yukika gave a cold snort. "Killing you is hardly worth the effort. But let me make this clear—this planet is not a place for the Ōtsutsuki Clan to trespass freely."
The woman asked cautiously, "Then… do you mean we should return to the homeworld immediately?"
She was visibly worried. After all, she had just learned that their fellow clansmen had been forcibly sent back via the interstellar teleportation array.
But compared to being stranded here, returning home seemed preferable.
People who live long lives tend to cherish them dearly—don't they?
Yukika was well aware that there were still three other members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan hidden somewhere in the ninja world, continuing to steal spiritual power.
After a moment of thought, he asked, "What is your name?"
The woman answered respectfully, "At your command, my name is Ōtsutsuki Kōzuki."
Yukika scribbled the name down.
One day, he might journey to the Ōtsutsuki homeworld. And when that time came, perhaps this woman would still be useful—perhaps.
At that moment, the man on the ground, Ōtsutsuki Ryūsha, began to stir. Yukika restored his senses and allowed him to wake up.
Ryūsha glared at Yukika with a face full of agony—but dared not say a word.
He knew full well that the man before him could snuff out his life without effort.
Judging from the expressions between the two, Ryūsha quickly picked up on something. He turned to his companion and growled:
"What did you tell him?!"
The woman in white sighed deeply and replied, "I told him everything."
The air froze.
Ryūsha's eyes widened, burning with fury. A cold murderous glint flashed in them.
If not for Yukika's presence, he might have punished her on the spot.
Not necessarily killing her—no, the clan had far more effective punishments for traitors.
And in the eyes of the Ōtsutsuki, disclosing clan secrets to an outsider was high treason.
But Yukika simply smirked and left them with one last warning:
"Within half a day, I expect the interstellar array removed from this planet. If not—face the consequences."
With those words, he turned and left the Village Hidden in the Rain.
Ōtsutsuki Ryūsha and Kōzuki exchanged a long look but said nothing.
Meanwhile, Yukika had already set off toward another location.
As he traveled, he noticed the subtle pull of spiritual power in the air—an invisible stream drawing itself toward a distant place.
From that alone, he could guess: the next target village was likely Kumogakure, the Village Hidden in the Clouds.
Spreading the black wings of the Dark Demon King, Senju Yukika soared through the skies.
With a single flap, he crossed the distance in the blink of an eye and arrived outside the village.
But what he didn't know was that Kumogakure had already been thrown into chaos.
The entire village was in a state of upheaval.
A red sun hung high in the sky, radiating a strange, faint aura.
That aura had spread throughout the entire Hidden Cloud Village.
Even the current Raikage sat in his mansion, eyes empty and dazed—completely unaware of what was happening around him…