Boom!
The stone door of the chamber burst open amidst a roar, and a black figure appeared out of thin air in the center of the chamber.
He was wearing a black trench coat embroidered with the Uchiha clan crest, his crimson Mangekyo Sharingan slowly rotated in his eyes, and the Chakra surrounding him was as heavy as a mountain.
Him just standing there caused the temperature in the sealed stone chamber to plummet, and the air became stagnant.
"Father..."
Sasuke, who was slumped on the stone bed, already had blurred consciousness due to the effects of the narcotic. Yet, upon sensing this familiar and vast Chakra, he struggled to open his eyes just a slit.
He wanted to struggle to get up, but his body was still weak, and he could only watch helplessly as the tall figure descended before him like a deity.
The three female ninjas responsible for "attending" Sasuke were frightened, their faces pale as paper. Their legs gave way, and they knelt on the ground, not even daring to look up.
The pressure was like substantial chains, pinning them firmly in place. The Chakra inside their bodies instantly froze, preventing them from even forming a thought of resistance.
The leading female ninja's teeth chattered, and her voice was tearful. "Shu... Shun-sama... spare us! We were only following orders!"
Shun did not spare them a glance, his gaze falling upon Sasuke on the stone bed.
He slowly walked to the bedside, his fingertip gently brushing the suppression seal on Sasuke's chest. The seal turned into dust and dissipated the moment it touched his Chakra.
A gentle yet massive flow of Chakra poured into Sasuke's body, dispelling the narcotic's toxicity and the residual paralyzing effects. The stagnant Chakra inside Sasuke began to circulate slowly, and the stinging pain in his eyes gradually subsided.
"Who dares touch my son?" Shun roared with world-destroying fury, sounding like thunder exploding across the Iwagakure base.
Instantly, the Iwagakure base fell into a deathly silence.
Kitsuchi, who was directing the guards to rush over for support, had his legs give out the moment Shun appeared, collapsing onto the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
He could feel that the pressure was like a gaze from Hell, leaving him without the strength to even lift his head, only endless fear remaining in his heart. He knew he had caused a monstrous disaster.
He thought Sasuke was just a brat who had recently awakened the Mangekyo, but he forgot that his father was the man who possessed a thousand-meter-tall Susanoo and was feared by the entire Ninja World.
"Shun! How dare you trespass into my Iwagakure base and injure my people!"
An old yet furious voice came from the end of the passage.
Ōnoki, leaning on his cane, rushed over, surrounded by a group of Iwagakure elders.
He looked at the dead and wounded guards scattered everywhere, then at Shun in the center of the stone chamber, his cloudy eyes filled with anger and apprehension.
"Release my Iwagakure people, or Iwagakure will surely fight you to the death!"
Shun finally turned his head, his crimson Mangekyo Sharingan locking onto Ōnoki, his eyes cold. "Fight to the death? You should have considered today's consequences when you touched my son."
His Chakra pressure surged again. The elders behind Ōnoki groaned and fell to the ground one after another.
Only Ōnoki, relying on his strength as the Tsuchikage, managed to barely stand, though his face was pale and his body trembled slightly.
"What do you want?" Ōnoki gritted his teeth, his heart filled with despair.
He knew that facing Shun at his peak, Iwagakure had no chance of winning.
Shun's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, passing the trembling elders, finally settling on a young woman behind Ōnoki.
The young woman was wearing an Iwagakure ninja uniform, her short black hair was neat and refreshing, and her features were as exquisite as a painting. Even in this tense atmosphere, her outstanding beauty was undeniable.
She was Ōnoki's most beloved granddaughter... Kurotsuchi.
A trace of subtle admiration flashed in his Mangekyo Sharingan, which immediately returned to coldness.
"You have great audacity to dare injure my son. Prepare for compensation."
Having spoken, his figure instantly appeared in front of Kurotsuchi.
Kurotsuchi's pupils constricted abruptly. Just as she was about to struggle, her body was already constrained by the Chakra pressure, unable to move.
She looked at Shun's crimson Mangekyo Sharingan. In those eyes that struck fear into the Ninja World, her own reflection was currently visible, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.
Ever since she saw Shun once at the Ninja World summit when she was young, she had secretly kept this powerful and aloof man hidden in her heart. She had never spoken of this secret crush to anyone.
"What are you trying to do? Let go of me." Kurotsuchi deliberately lowered her voice, her tone carrying feigned unwillingness and anger.
But a flicker of excitement and anticipation, unnoticed even by herself, flashed in her eyes, and her cheeks quietly flushed.
"From today onward, you are my maidservant." Shun's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
He raised his hand and grabbed Kurotsuchi's wrist. The warm touch from his fingertips made Kurotsuchi stiffen all over.
A powerful flow of Chakra poured into her body, forming an invisible mark that would neither harm her nor allow her to escape on her own.
"Stay by my side and atone for the sins of your Iwagakure."
Although Shun's choice to take Kurotsuchi had elements of revenge against Iwagakure, he was mostly attracted by her exceptional beauty and stubborn demeanor.
In the Ninja World, filled with slaughter and schemes, such a striking woman was rare.
"Shun! How dare you!" Ōnoki's eyes were bloodshot.
He tried to rush forward but was firmly pinned down by Shun's Chakra pressure. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed onto the ground.
"Kurotsuchi... she is my granddaughter... you cannot do this..."
Kurotsuchi looked at her grandfather lying collapsed on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes at the opportune moment.
"Grandpa! Let me go with him!"
She slightly lowered her gaze, hiding the secret delight in her eyes, yet her fingers unconsciously tightened, quietly clutching Shun's sleeve.
This was the closest she had ever been to the man she admired since childhood.
"It's not up to you."
Shun stopped paying attention to her "resistance". He turned, walked over to Sasuke, and gently picked him up.
Sasuke's consciousness was largely clear now. Leaning in his father's arms, feeling that familiar sense of security, the unwillingness and anger in his eyes gradually subsided, leaving only a trace of fatigue.
He glanced at Kurotsuchi, whose wrist his father was holding, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, but he did not ask further.
Shun, holding Sasuke and still leading the "struggling" Kurotsuchi by the wrist, instantly disappeared.
Left behind were the chaotic Iwagakure base, the collapsed and weeping Ōnoki, and the still-shaken Iwa ninjas.
Shun opened a space-time gate, instantly teleporting back to the Land of Water with Sasuke and the secretly delighted Kurotsuchi.