"However, I suppose we won't have the chance to meet the Sage of Six Paths. What a pity."
Torikaze also thought it would be best not to let too many people visit a place like that. The Pure Land was no place to linger.
If they were truly assimilated into it and could not get out, that would be terrible.
"Windcloud Mountain, it's been so many years since we last met," Hashirama said.
Windcloud Mountain was also in tears. "Lord Hashirama, I failed to live up to your expectations."
Hashirama waved a hand. "Why bring that up? It's all in the past. You've been dead for many years, and even the people who killed you back then have probably died of old age by now."
Windcloud Mountain understood that as well. The people who had killed him back then had not been young, so they must have died long ago.
"Father, there's no use overthinking it. You came here to visit, remember?"
Windcloud Mountain nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I understand."
Seeing Windcloud Mountain like this, Hashirama did not feel good either.
Only a few years had passed since the village's founding then, and the entire Shinobi World had still been in chaos. Countless factions and clans had wanted to strip Konoha to the bone.
But none of them had succeeded in the end.
"It's all in the past. Torikaze has grown into a man who can stand tall on his own now. You and your wife no longer need to worry."
"The Windcloud Clan hasn't declined either. On the contrary, it has grown even more prosperous. That boy Hogen reached the Six Paths Level at such a young age. Just like his father, he's an absolute monster."
A smile appeared on Windcloud Mountain's face. "Yes. Lord Hashirama, you don't know