"Don't get too cocky, brat!" Madara blocked his own Ninjutsu, letting out a low roar, but his breath was clearly disordered.
nma looked at Madara across the way, who still stood proudly but couldn't hide his fatigue and dishevelnt. A sudden sense of boredom rose in his heart.
'Well... he's not that [Six Paths Madara] who absorbed the Ten-Tails and entered the Six Paths-level after all.'
Current Madara's strength was at most comparable to Jigen's second Kama stage. Perhaps he's superior in combat experience and skill, but his strength is far inferior to Isshiki.
It's not even enough to make nma feel like using Dark Kyuubi Chakra Mode, let alone Tenseigan Chakra Mode.
nma recalled in the original work, Madara in Edo Tensei state, relying on an immortal body and infinite Chakra, could act so wantonly, overpowering the Five Kage.
And after becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, he completely entered another level.
But now... the seventy-plus-year-old Uchiha Madara was just an old man forcibly prolonging his life with the Gedo Statue.
"It's really sowhat disappointing." nma sighed softly. His voice wasn't loud but clearly reached Madara's ears, carrying a genuine sense of boredom.
These words, like sharp knives, brutally pierced Madara's proud self-esteem, making him feel more angered and humiliated than any physical attack!
"What did you say?!!" His eyes bulged, about to roar.
However, nma had lost patience for further entanglent.
His figure instantly vanished from the spot!
The next mont, nma appeared silently behind Madara!
Madara's Rinnegan didn't even capture any movent trajectory!
He only had ti to feel a fatal chill from behind!
Squelch—!
A cold black Chakra Rod, as if piercing through thin paper, easily pierced the armor on his back, ran through his chest, protruding from his front!
Bringing out a spray of warm blood!
Madara's body stiffened abruptly, looking down incredulously at the black rod penetrating his chest.
Intense pain and the feeling of life rapidly fading instantly swept through his entire body.
"It's... Tobirama's Flying Thunder God Technique, right..." Madara coughed blood, his voice becoming hoarse and weak, but his tone carried understanding and mockery.
Tobirama used this Jutsu to kill his brother, Izuna! How could he forget!
"Even knowing this Jutsu... You're a Ninja from Konoha, right... Heh heh..."
Madara suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with endless sarcasm and sorrow: "After Hashirama and Tobirama... Konoha has truly declined... Actually able to nurture a powerful Ninja like you... but can't keep you..."
"Cough… It seems my choice to leave back then was right! Konoha... cough! Truly not worth it!"
"But—"Madara's voice suddenly rose, carrying final unwillingness and madness: "It's not over yet!!"
Accompanying this desperate roar, using the last remnants of his strength and Chakra, he fiercely clasped his hands together!
"Susanoo!!"
Blue Chakra shot skyward again! A more condensed, slightly smaller Susanoo than before rose from the ground, enveloping Madara!
nma pulled out the black rod from within Madara's body, stepping back, watching seriously as Madara and the Susanoo ford three hand seals.
"Tengai Shinsei!" He let out his life's final roar, the Rinnegan's light burning to its limit!
This Susanoo lasted less than two seconds after forming the seals before dissipating with a roar, as if expending its last bit of energy.
And Madara, staggering out from the dissipating Susanoo, the penetrating wound on his chest bleeding profusely, his face pale as paper, his hair visibly turning grey, wrinkles reappearing on his skin as if he had aged decades in an instant.
He turned his back to nma, stumbling to a large tree, laboriously leaning against the trunk to sit down, looking up at the gloomy sky as if waiting for sothing.
From the sky ca a soul-trembling roar!
Madara turned his head, using those Rinnegan already starting to lose their luster, looking at nma, revealing a smile mixed with madness, pride, and final obsession:
"Cough... If you use Flying Thunder God to escape... then the explosion's aftermath... will wipe the entire Agakure... off the map!"
"There... are people you care about, right? Hahaha... How... how will you deal with it?! Hahaha—!!"
The sky... darkened!
A massive teor over a hundred ters in diater tore through thick clouds, rubbing against the atmosphere, burning with raging flas, plumting fiercely towards this area!
Its enormous shadow instantly enveloped the forest below and distant Agakure!
Tengai Shinsei!
This was Madara's ultimate Dojutsu using the Rinnegan to summon a teor from outer space!
"So this is your final move?" nma looked up, watching the increasingly massive teor approaching.
He calmly raised his right hand, palm facing upward.
A dark red Chakra began rapidly gathering, compressing in his palm!
The surrounding air seed twisted, sucked in by this power!
In the blink of an eye, an energy sphere, pitch-black inside but entwined with rapidly spinning dark purple Wind Attribute Chakra like planetary rings, had ford!
Mini Spiralling Ring!
nma gently flicked his wrist. This Mini Spiralling Ring containing terrifying destructive power, as if captured by the teor's gravitational pull, shot towards the falling massive teor!
Under Madara's gaze filled with astonishnt, that dark purple sphere, ridiculously small compared to the massive teor, struck the teor's center point!
The next mont, a world-shaking explosive roar!
Blindingly bright light erupted instantly, swallowing the hundred-ter diater teor!
Where the light passed, the teor's hard rocky body lted and disintegrated silently like ice under sunlight, vanishing into nothingness!
The explosion's light illuminated the entire sky, even temporarily dispersing the Land of Rain's perpetual dark clouds!
The aftermath transford into a violent hurricane, flattening forests, making rivers reverse flow!
Only so fragnts scattered and fell.
In re monts, the massive teor capable of destroying a city was completely annihilated under this Mini Spiralling Ring's bombardnt!
However, it wasn't over yet!
As the first teor's wreckage was swallowed by light, behind it, a teor over fifteen kiloters in diater, carrying an even more despair-inducing oppressive force, slowly revealed its ferocious appearance!
"The second one! Heh... heh heh..." Leaning against the tree, Madara's breath was already faint as a wisp, his hair completely snow-white, face covered with old age spots, life like a candle in the wind.
He looked at that true world-ending teor, then at nma whose clothes weren't even ruffled. His eyes held no madness, only a near-liberating calm and a trace of final intense desire.
"Cough... I lost... completely... lost..." Madara's voice was hoarse like a broken bellows.
His gaze tightly locked onto nma: "Besides Hashirama... you are... the one I fought... most happily with... Pity... I couldn't enjoy it fully... Let see... before you completely kill ... let see... your true... peak form... Otherwise... I'll die with eyes open..."
nma looked down at the forr overlord below whose life fla was about to extinguish yet still stubbornly pursued power.
"Since you sincerely request it..." nma's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Then, as you wish."
The mont his words fell—
Hum—!
A vast golden Chakra erupted from nma's body!
Dazzling golden light instantly dispelled the teor's shadow, dyeing the entire world in a glorious hue!
A magnificent, majestic golden Chakra Cloak rapidly covered his entire body. On both sides of his forehead, a pair of golden horns like dragon horns stood proudly!
And that fissure on his forehead, always tightly closed, now abruptly opened!
Revealing that golden Tenseigan containing the power of all creation!
A sea-like oppressive force spread out, even the teor's falling montum seed to montarily stagnate!
Tenseigan Chakra Mode, activated!
nma hovered within the golden halo, like a sun god descending to the mortal realm.
Behind him, six pitch-black Truth-Seeking Balls instantly appeared, then were rapidly enveloped, saturated by the golden Chakra Halo, transforming into six Truth-Seeking Balls burning with golden flas, slowly orbiting him.
He slowly raised his right hand. Those six golden Truth-Seeking Balls, as if summoned, instantly flew before his palm, beginning to rapidly spin, fuse, take shape!
Finally, it ford an enormous golden light sword!
nma didn't even look at the sky-obscuring massive teor. He just took the golden light sword in his hand, facing the sky above, seemingly casually swinging it upward!
"Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!"
That golden sword light just lightly passed through the center of the over fifteen-kiloter diater massive teor!
Ti seed to freeze at this mont.
The next second, in the reflection of Madara's pupils filled with shock and ultimate satisfaction, that world-destroying massive teor, along an incredibly smooth golden cut line, was split in half!
Imdiately after, the two halves collapsed and disintegrated under gravity, finally thousands of ters above ground, exploding into countless shattered rocks and dust, raining down covering heaven and earth, but no longer posing any threat to Agakure below.
The golden light slowly receded. nma deactivated the Tenseigan Chakra Mode, landing back on the ground.
He turned his head, looking towards that large tree.
Aged Madara leaned against the tree trunk, head slightly lowered, body withered. Those Rinnegan that witnessed a century of Ninja World's storms, containing endless ambition and power, gradually dimd.
But at the corner of his mouth remained a trace of a satisfied arc.
In life's final mont, he ultimately got his wish, personally witnessing Six Paths-level power.
nma stood before Madara's remains. Rain continuously washed over the withered body of this forr powerhouse.
The figure who once made the entire Ninja World tremble, Ninja World's Shura, was now like an extinguished star, a withered flower.
"After all, it's just a mortal body." nma softly murmured to himself, a flicker of disappointnt in his eyes. "Battles below Six Paths-level can no longer make feel true excitent."
He slowly stepped forward, squatting beside Madara's corpse.
Rain dripped down the liver-spotted white hair, splashing tiny water droplets on the muddy ground.
Just as nma raised his hand to extract those Rinnegan, Kokyu's urgent voice suddenly rang in his mind:
"nma! Nine o'clock direction, that white thing is here again!"
Almost simultaneously with Kokyu's warning, nma's right hand had already condensed a pitch-black black Chakra Rod.
He didn't even turn his head. A flick of his wrist, and the black rod shot like an arrow from a bow towards the tree trunk at nine o'clock.
Squelch!
The black rod accurately pierced the thick tree trunk. Accompanied by a short, sharp scream, a White Zetsu manifested from the tree trunk, nailed firmly to the tree.
It struggled a few tis, soon ceasing to move.
nma slowly stood up, eyes slightly closed.
"Mind's Eye of the Kagura!"
Powerful sensing power spread out from him as the center, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.
In his perception, dozens of White Zetsu lurked underground, within trees around, like earthworms underground, silently hiding.
And one special existence was frantically fleeing underground, its speed far exceeding other White Zetsu.
"Black Zetsu, huh?" nma snorted lightly. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to chase this guy. But these White Zetsu, I'll accept them."
He raised his hand. Dense black Chakra Rods began appearing around him. These black rods hovered mid-air, emitting a cold chakra fluctuation.
"Go."
With his command, countless black rods shot out in all directions like a rainstorm.
They accurately pierced tree trunks, drilled into the ground, each hitting a lurking White Zetsu.
"Ah!"
"Help!"
"Damn! We're discovered!"
Screams rose one after another. One White Zetsu after another was forced out from hiding places.
They were nailed to ground, trees by black rods, struggling painfully but unable to break free from these black Chakra Rods.
nma looked around, confirming no fish slipped through the net, then refocused on Madara's corpse.
He took out a specially made sealing scroll, carefully sealing Madara's remains along with those Rinnegan inside.
"Rinnegan, Hashirama's cells..." nma, after finishing, looked at the scroll in his hand. "These should bring quite a lot of research results."
He stood up, humming a little tune, starting to collect these White Zetsu, just supplenting so research materials.
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