Except for Hashirama

On the western battlefield, Shamu had just undone Hozuki Mangetsu's Impure World Reincarnation when he proceeded to release more than a dozen Hidden Mist Village shinobi from their reincarnated state.

He checked the Path of Evolution and found that the spirit category was already full.

His evolution progress had advanced considerably once again.

The time needed to complete the Kekkei Mōra had decreased, while he himself continued to evolve.

At that moment, white light began to appear on the remaining reincarnated Hidden Mist shinobi.

Thousands of Hidden Mist shinobi began to glow, creating a spectacular sight.

This was the sign of Impure World Reincarnation being undone, of souls ascending to heaven.

Disornas had no other choice. Dan Katō could release one Impure World Reincarnation about every three seconds.

Before long, this reincarnated army would all turn against him.

He could only undo the Impure World Reincarnation.

Shamu frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Damn it, and here I was thinking I'd get a few more free laborers."

At that moment, Kitsuchi seemed to receive some news, and his expression changed.

He hurriedly said, "Lord Shamu! The southern battlefield is in dire straits, and Uchiha Madara has been spotted on the northern battlefield!"

Shamu was currently in spirit form, so the Mind Transfer Technique could not send messages to him. Kitsuchi could only relay them on his behalf.

He flew directly into Hozuki Gengetsu's body and spoke with him.

"Go reinforce the southern battlefield. There are quite a lot of poisonous White Zetsu over there."

Then he possessed Kitsuchi and left behind a single sentence.

"You people should reinforce the southern battlefield too."

Shamu then used the Spirit Transformation Technique and sped toward his own body.

On a tree on the western side, Minato and Dan Katō waited anxiously.

Shamu's body lay sleeping beside Minato.

After all, with Minato guarding him, no one could touch Shamu's body.

At that moment, Dan Katō suddenly looked toward the horizon. In an instant—

Shamu woke from his slumber.

Minato knew that mental communication was impossible in spirit form, so he hurriedly told Shamu, "Uchiha Madara has appeared on the northern battlefield. Ōnoki, Gaara, and the Raikage have already gone to provide support."

"The poison from those specially modified White Zetsu has been analyzed."

"The poison isn't difficult to cure. For jonin and above, it only causes weakness and soreness."

"It's more toxic to genin. We can't prepare that many antidotes in such a short time."

"Most of our people are on the northern battlefield..."

"The southern battlefield is desperately short on manpower. Our side has been steadily retreating."

"We just received word that new puppets have appeared in the southeast. They should be the corpse puppets Kakuzu reported before."

"And Tobi has also appeared by the Stone Golems in the southeast."

Shamu narrowed his eyes. "Go back and see whether Orochimaru is done."

"First, send Hashirama and Tobirama to the southeast to deal with Tobi. Those Stone Golems are useless now, so tear them all apart."

"Then take Naruto, Hinata, Tenten, and the others to reinforce the north as well."

"I've already sent someone to the south. He alone will settle it."

"I'll go meet Uchiha Madara. If Obito appears, contact me again!"

"Got it!" Minato understood what Shamu meant.

Shamu wanted him to take Naruto and the others to reinforce the southeast. If Obito and his group intended to target Naruto and Minato—

Minato could take them away at any time.

Shamu sensed Itachi's Flying Thunder God mark and immediately teleported over.

Konoha.

Orochimaru was still busy in the laboratory.

He was not conducting an experiment, but inducing and separating Yin Release Chakra.

It was meant to replenish the Uchiha Clan's ocular power. Though it treated the symptoms rather than the root cause—

This was war. Anything that could quickly restore ocular power was valuable.

Minato teleported over at that moment. "Lord Orochimaru, how are things on your end?"

"The battlefield is short on combat power."

Orochimaru raised his head. He now looked like a boy of fourteen or fifteen.

"I've already replaced the sacrifices for Hashirama and Tobirama."

"The things prepared for the Uchiha are more or less ready as well. Let's go."

Without Mu, the Second Tsuchikage, concealing his presence—

Uchiha Madara had been detected by sensory shinobi shortly after his resurrection.

Once they learned of Uchiha Madara's resurrection, everyone gave him sufficient respect.

The nearby troops had already begun to pull back.

After Black Zetsu arrived, control of the White Zetsu had also fallen into his hands.

The nearby White Zetsu were slowly retreating as well.

Itachi and Yoya stood together, looking in Uchiha Madara's direction.

After Ōnoki, Gaara, and the Raikage arrived through the Flying Thunder God Formation—

They immediately felt the oppressive atmosphere here.

More than ten thousand White Zetsu had died, but the remaining numbers were still considerable.

The densely packed White Zetsu standing together made one's scalp tingle at a glance.

They now parted to form a path, and Madara, clad in red Warring States armor, slowly walked toward them.

Though they both belonged to the Uchiha Clan, Shamu usually felt like a ray of warm sunlight.

Madara, on the other hand, felt like black, evil flames that sent chills through one's heart.

But Ōnoki and the other two had witnessed Shamu's strength.

So even though Madara was powerful, they felt no fear in their hearts.

Madara looked at the Allied Shinobi Forces and said casually, "Every forehead protector bears the character for shinobi. Is this the Allied Shinobi Forces you mentioned?"

Black Zetsu replied, "They formed it after Obito declared war."

Madara casually looked toward the Uchiha Clan.

He saw Itachi and Yoya at the very front.

"Which one of you is Uchiha Shamu?"

Uchiha Madara judged the strength of Uchiha Clan members by their ocular power.

Itachi and Yoya, standing at the front, were undoubtedly the two with the strongest ocular power.

Itachi had no intention of speaking.

His expression did not change in the slightest. Even if the person before him was Uchiha Madara, it made no difference.

Yoya rested his long blade behind his back and stepped forward. "Our clan head isn't here."

"If you're interested, I can play with you."

That was an outright provocation.

Yet Madara treated him as though he were air.

"You are no match for me. In this world, aside from Hashirama—"

"No one is my opponent."

"Stand down. For the sake of those eyes of yours, I'll allow you to leave the battlefield."

Yoya had been about to lose his temper after hearing the first half, but once he heard Madara speak of Hashirama with such nostalgia—

He seemed to think of something, and his expression became extraordinarily vivid.

He could not help taking a step back, looking at Madara as if he were some terrifying monster.

Behind Itachi and Yoya stood the other wielders of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

Most of them had experienced Uchiha Madara's abilities within Tsukuyomi.

It could be said that their hearts were now in considerable turmoil.

The other Uchiha Clan members had varied reactions.

Some feared Uchiha Madara, while admiration filled the eyes of others.

But upon hearing Uchiha Madara's nostalgic words about Hashirama, they all recalled the rumors within the clan.

Their expressions collectively turned strange.

One man named Uchiha Hiroshi had eyes shining brightly. He had already pulled out a notebook behind his back.

He scribbled and sketched within it.

Three female Uchiha stood extremely close beside him.

But if you thought all three were his confidantes, you would be mistaken.

They were currently huddled together and whispering.

"Hiroshi! It's the real thing! It's really Uchiha Madara!"

"Now that you've seen the real person, do you have any inspiration for Madara and Hashirama...?"

Hiroshi glared at them. "Do you want to die? Stop talking."

The three girls shrank back a little, but they still crowded around Hiroshi and watched him draw.

Their eyes lit up at a visible rate, while strange smiles spread across their faces.

Hiroshi held his pen and rapidly sketched Madara's face in the notebook, then drew another man beside him.

Hiroshi flipped through the notebook and compared it with the earlier drawings.

There had been drawings of Uchiha Madara before, but the face had not been very accurate.

Now that he had seen the real person, he was quickly revising it.

Besides Madara, the drawing also featured Hashirama.

But this Madara and Hashirama were mostly not wearing clothes...