Ten Thousand Immortal Array! Rise!

Countless White Zetsu crawled out from the deep pit, a dense swarm numbering at least several tens of thousands.

From high above, Torifu watched them from a distance; they looked just like maggots, a sight that made one feel incredibly nauseated.

Torifu could roughly guess what these White Zetsu were intended for; it was nothing more than Otsutsuki Chenxiang wanting to split the moon to save his mother.

Since finding another Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan in this world was as difficult as ascending to heaven, he had no choice but to take such a desperate risk.

I told myself that changing the plot wouldn't be this simple.

Torifu muttered to himself. With such a massive number of White Zetsu here to distract him, Madara Uchiha must have long since been taken away by Black Zetsu.

There was no helping it; he just hoped this interlude wouldn't affect his KPI.

Once the White Zetsu reached a certain number, they stopped crawling out; this was likely the limit of what Black Zetsu could afford to sacrifice.

After all, he still needed the rest to put on a show when pulling other accomplices into his "Split the Mountain to Save Mother" group chat.

'Look, brother! I have so many White Zetsu soldiers, all at your command!'

'You will surely accomplish great things!'

After all, Black Zetsu was a strange creature that had lived for so long; wasn't tricking these little kids just his specialty?

Whether it was Obito Uchiha or Madara Uchiha, didn't they all eventually become stepping stones for Black Zetsu, nothing more than pawns?

Hashirama, who was watching the show from a nearby mountaintop, didn't know what these white figures actually were.

Since they all looked identical, they certainly weren't normal people.

Hashirama felt a bit worried; if these white monsters were left to roam freely, it would be a significant blow to the entire Land of Fire!

But if he were to strike now, he might provoke the one in the sky, leaving Hashirama in a dilemma.

However, it wasn't long before there was movement in the sky.

Torifu, who had been in the air, slowly ascended into the clouds and vanished from sight.

Just as Hashirama thought this great Buddha had finally left and prepared to wipe out these white monsters, a strange change occurred!

All the clouds in the sky began to rotate and converge in one direction; clouds from hundreds of miles around were affected, gathering toward a central point.

Just as all the clouds converged, almost condensing into a tiny white dot in the sky!

Suddenly, it exploded! In an instant, all the gathered clouds surged out frantically, spreading outward with Torifu at the center.

At the same time, a massive amount of clouds began to rise continuously, forming nine distinct layers of cloud rings!

"Ten Thousand Immortal Array! Return!"

As soon as the words fell, the nine cloud rings instantly transformed into the Nine-Layered Heavenly Palace! Every layer was filled with pavilions and towers; immortal cranes soared through the clouds, and rare beasts stood on the cloud banks overlooking the earth!

Immediately, countless beams of light ignited from every layer of heaven, each beam releasing an incomparably tyrannical pressure that swept across the ground!

As the light beams dissipated, human figures appeared on the clouds—some fat, some thin, of various forms, both male and female—but without exception, they all wore jade crowns, dressed in white robes, and held sharp swords!

They were all beings of immortal grace and bone.

The tens of thousands of White Zetsu couldn't even stand under this pressure, and Hashirama was completely stunned, having forgotten why he hadn't been affected himself.

Hashirama had never seen or even heard of such a magnificent heavenly palace, let alone the fact that there were thousands of people on each layer of clouds!

Each person's strength was many times greater than his own!

Everything tonight was reshaping his understanding of this world. Although Hashirama was not arrogant, he had to admit that he was already the strongest ninja in the current ninja world.

Yet, there were at least ten thousand people in the sky whose strength surpassed his! And they all seemed to obey the man standing tall in the heavens.

"Everything, for the sake of all living things."

"Ten Thousand Immortal Array! Rise!"

Torifu formed hand seals, and countless cloud swords descended like a torrential rain, frantically reaping the lives of the White Zetsu!

At the same time, all the immortals on the Nine-Layered Heavenly Palace formed seals in unison. In an instant, lightning, storms, raging fire, extreme ice, metal, and rain attacked the White Zetsu on the ground madly!

If the giant sword from before was a power of world-destruction, Hashirama could no longer find words to describe this current attack.

Lightning and shards of extreme ice struck the heads of the White Zetsu with the precision of divine retribution; a single strike could take the lives of dozens of White Zetsu!

Subsequently, raging fire burned all the corpses to ashes, while metal and rain continuously filled the cracks in the earth and extinguished the spreading flames!

Following the heaven-destroying and earth-shattering offensive of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, the "wounds" of the earth were actually gradually healing.

Except for the scorched earth caused by lightning and fire, the deep pits and cracks created earlier had all been smoothed over and vanished.

If they just planted a few trees, it would be exactly the same as before.

After the continuous "cleansing," not a single White Zetsu could be seen on the ground. In the end, using such a technique to deal with these tens of thousands of White Zetsu was truly overkill.

But for Torifu, having saved up his energy for a year, he wanted to enjoy this one day! You wouldn't let him? Are you even human?

And through the techniques of his ancestors, Torifu could now be certain that his ancestors were not from this world!

Because every technique Torifu used required no hand seals at all, and the energy utilized was not chakra.

As for what specific energy it was, Torifu himself couldn't say; after all, he knew nothing about how his ancestors cultivated.

"Ten Thousand Immortal Array, Depart."

Once he finished speaking, the Nine-Layered Heavenly Palace, along with the cranes and rare beasts, dissolved into mist and scattered, while the thousands of immortals rode the rosy clouds away and vanished from sight.

Senju Hashirama only then snapped back to reality; it seemed the battle was already over, though it was likely his turn to step up next.

Senju Hashirama felt a bit uneasy in his heart; judging by the posture of the person in the sky, he seemed to be a friend rather than a foe.

However, it was still better to be cautious.

Kumonaka Torikaze transformed into a shooting star, crossing the distance to land not far in front of Senju Hashirama in a mere instant.

This gave the still-anxious Senju Hashirama a fright, and it took him quite a while to recover his senses before he hurriedly bowed in greeting.

"Junior Senju Hashirama pays his respects to the senior. May I ask for your name?"

Kumonaka Torikaze stopped Senju Hashirama, not allowing him to complete the bow; after all, no matter how much he used the experience card, he was still fundamentally Kumonaka Torikaze.

If he were to accept a bow from his own disciple, he feared he would lose years off his life!

"There is no need for this; I know what is in your heart," Kumonaka Torikaze said indifferently, his voice seemingly possessing a magical quality that caused Senju Hashirama's turbulent emotions to gradually settle.

In truth, it was just that Kumonaka Torikaze had infused a Cleansing Heart Mantra into his speech, and it appeared the effect was quite good.

"I am the progenitor of the Kumonaka Clan, Yunzhong Huachen."

As expected! Senju Hashirama had guessed from the start whether this person might be from the Kumonaka Clan, but he never imagined it would be the progenitor of the Kumonaka Clan himself.

He must be at least hundreds or thousands of years old, right? How did he look even younger than himself?

"I am truly grateful for the senior's assistance today."

Senju Hashirama's words were sincere; one could say he hadn't done anything tonight, yet everything had been resolved.

Konoha had suffered no damage, though it was a pity that Madara had died; but after all, the two of them had long since staked their lives on this, and it was simply that his own luck had been slightly better.

Kumonaka Torikaze feigned a mature air and waved his hand: "It is of no consequence. That man disturbed the peace of this wandering soul, so it was merely a punishment."

"Come to think of it, I believe I still have a descendant remaining in this world?"

(The protagonist does not practice cultivation! The protagonist does not practice cultivation!)