Tobirama Senju frowned. Orochimaru had been so cunning; he had already made these modifications when summoning him.
"Lord Tobirama, surprised?" Orochimaru watched Tobirama Senju's frustrated expression with a sinister smile, his tongue unconsciously licking his lips.
"The power of Hashirama's cells isn't so easily resisted. Just obediently follow my commands."
The hatred in Tobirama Senju's heart grew stronger, yet he was powerless.
However, facing the several Kage controlled by Impure World Reincarnation, Roy's expression remained calm.
He turned his head to one side: "You should co out too."
As soon as he said this, not only did Orochimaru freeze, but even the controlled Kage paused in their movents.
Orochimaru's inner alarm bells rang, and he instinctively glanced around.
Just then, a burst of unrestrained laughter suddenly erupted.
"There you are. I got lost earlier, hahaha."
With the laughter, a tall figure slowly erged from the shadows—it was Hashirama Senju.
"Hahaha, I saw a room earlier, and it was filled with the aura of my cells."
Hashirama Senju laughed heartily as he strode forward, stopping beside Roy, his eyes filled with deep emotion.
"When I went in and saw my cells in snakes and dogs, it gave quite a scare."
He couldn't help but cover his face as he spoke, still finding the scene sowhat bewildering when recalling it.
"For a mont, I thought I might find so descendants of mine here."
Orochimaru's expression instantly turned extrely grim. He had never imagined that Hashirama Senju's Impure World Reincarnation body would appear here.
He inwardly lanted. He had thought summoning four Kage with Impure World Reincarnation would be enough to handle the situation, but Hashirama Senju's appearance made his plans far more troubleso.
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the Hashirama Senju before him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Lord Hashirama, I never expected to see you here."
Hiruzen Sarutobi was still struggling against Orochimaru's control, trying to regain dominance over his body.
The Third Kazekage and Fourth Kazekage exchanged glances, genuinely curious to see this legendary ninja in person.
"Brother, you were summoned too?" Tobirama Senju asked, surprised.
But soon, a flicker of joy appeared on his face.
"Brother, perfect. If you act, you can definitely settle this."
In Tobirama Senju's heart, his elder brother Hashirama's strength was unrivaled; if his brother acted, he would surely break through Orochimaru's control with ease.
"Damn it, was this why the First Hokage's Impure World Reincarnation body was stolen earlier?" Orochimaru frowned.
Hashirama Senju saw Tobirama Senju and burst out laughing, but the next second, his expression suddenly hardened as he said sternly, "Tobirama, I told you before, this technique must not be preserved."
"Brother, we can discuss that later." Tobirama Senju frowned.
Hashirama Senju helplessly touched his head and muttered, "Honestly, I'm the older brother here."
"It's the sa Lord Hashirama as always." Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't help but sigh, a nostalgic smile appearing on his face.
In his mory, Hashirama Senju had always been like this: possessing overwhelming strength that commanded respect yet also having an approachable side.
As for Orochimaru, the Third Kazekage, and the Fourth Kazekage, they had initially expected the God of Shinobi to exude an air of lofty authority.
Seeing Hashirama Senju's down-to-earth deanor now, they were all astonished, completely unprepared for this legendary figure's personality.
Orochimaru stared intently at Hashirama Senju and Roy.
He knew well the legendary reputation of the "God of Shinobi" that Hashirama Senju once held, but that was rely legend. Regarding Hashirama's true strength now, he felt truly uncertain.
"Alright, now isn't the ti for you all to chat."
He swiftly manipulated the reincarnated Third Hokage and the others to attack Hashirama Senju and Roy.
"Damn it." Tobirama Senju gritted his teeth. His body moved against his will, forced to attack his own brother.
Yet what happened next far exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Hahaha. Hiruzen's disciple, that's not good." Hashirama Senju laughed heartily, his forrly amiable expression instantly sharpening.
The goofiness from monts ago gave way to an overwhelming aura of confidence and majesty, as if he alone was the sovereign of this world.
With his laughter, a terrifying wave of pressure surged like a tsunami, shaking the entire base to its core.
In an instant, cracks began to appear in the walls of the room, as if they could no longer bear the strain.
Then, with a thunderous boom, the room exploded outward, scattering rubble everywhere.
The Conqueror's Haki erupting from Hashirama Senju rged with his imnse chakra, forming streaks of red-black lightning that raced freely through the air.
Wherever the lightning passed, the air itself was torn asunder, emitting piercing shrieks.
Even the clouds in the sky were scattered by this terrifying force, the once overcast sky instantly clearing.
And the reincarnated individuals controlled by Orochimaru suddenly froze before this overwhelming pressure.
Their Impure World Reincarnation bodies were instantly rattled, fragnts of paper-like debris scattering in the air.
"Just through sheer pressure alone… he can achieve this."
Orochimaru was shocked and enraged, staring fixedly at Hashirama Senju, the muscles in his face twitching slightly.
He had initially thought that with four Kage-level experts under his control via Impure World Reincarnation, even if they couldn't defeat Hashirama Senju, they could at least put up a fight.
Yet now, Hashirama Senju had seized complete control of the situation by rely releasing his pressure.
"Truly worthy of Lord Hashirama." Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice carried a trace of admiration, his eyes filled with awe.
Even witnessing Hashirama Senju's power firsthand, he couldn't help but feel moved to praise him.
Under Hashirama's pressure, he felt as though he had returned to the era of Konoha's founding, sensing the First Hokage's authority.
"So this is the God of Shinobi?" The Third and Fourth Kazekage's faces were filled with terror, their bodies trembling slightly.
In their understanding, they were among the top-tier experts of the ninja world, yet before Hashirama Senju, they felt as fragile as ants.
The power displayed by Hashirama Senju gave them an entirely new appreciation for the title "God of Shinobi."
Only Tobirama Senju, amidst his shock, was filled with doubt. "How has Brother's pressure grown even stronger?"
A trace of confusion showed in his eyes. As one of those who knew his brother best, he understood his strength, but this pressure clearly exceeded his understanding.
Hashirama Senju's Conqueror's Haki continued to intensify. The pressure surged like an overwhelming tide, quickly becoming almost unbearable for everyone present.
Through his training in the world of One Piece, Hashirama Senju had honed his three colors of Haki to an extrely profound level, formidable enough to contend even with the Four Emperors.
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