With a deep, soul-shaking roar, Madara Uchiha's long, powerful hands swiftly began forming hand seals.
Every change in the hand seals seemed to contain endless mysteries and power, making it impossible not to stare.
At that moment, the Nine Tomoe Sharingan on his forehead suddenly burst into a dazzling red light that shot straight toward the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
In an instant, the Sharingan and the moon resonated with each other, forming a bizarre yet magnificent scene.
At the same time, countless people present felt a powerful, indescribable life force surge within their bodies.
This life force surged through their meridians like a raging flood, bringing waves of tingling warmth.
"Could this power... be the divine power of legend?" someone murmured in astonishment, eyes wide.
"What does he want to do? Why is he using such a terrifying ninjutsu?"
Others wore looks of terror, their hearts filled with confusion and unease.
Yet even more people placed all their hopes in Madara Uchiha.
They stared intently at the figure standing in the center of the battlefield, his entire body radiating an incomparable aura, and prayed silently: "Please let us come back to life!"
At this moment, the entire world seemed to freeze. Everyone's gaze converged on Madara Uchiha alone, awaiting the arrival of a miracle.
But soon, something strange happened.
The life force originally filling everyone's bodies seemed to be drawn in and controlled by a mysterious, powerful force. It began flowing backward at an astonishing speed.
This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. They only felt the life energy within their bodies surge outward like a breached flood, completely beyond their control.
People clutched their chests in pain, their faces contorting under the pressure of extreme fear.
It felt as though a pair of