The Battle Ends

Madara looked at the First Hokage's actions and shook his head helplessly. He understood that some things could not be talked through, just as the saying went: "Fine words cannot save a ghost bent on dying."

Since the First Hokage was so stubbornly obsessed, Madara decided to completely shatter his vaunted method of forcing his cells to divide today, making him understand that true strength did not depend solely on the quality and quantity of chakra.

Madara knew full well that a ninja's strength did not merely depend on how much chakra they possessed. More importantly, it depended on how cleverly they used that chakra. Yet the First Hokage had stubbornly forced himself to replenish his chakra, and this life-draining method was undoubtedly shortsighted and unacceptable!

At that thought, Madara roared, "Hashirama, wake up!" His voice echoed through the air like thunder, as though he intended to rouse the First Hokage from his obsession.

However, the First Hokage's response sent a chill through Madara's heart. Senju Hashirama's face twisted, and the green Sage markings on his face began to turn savage. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Madara, I will avenge Tobirama! Even if I have to exhaust every cell in my body, even if I have to burn away all my life, I will kill Uchiha Izuna right here!"

The Sage markings reflected the true state of a perfect Sage Body's heart. At this moment, the First Hokage's killing intent surged toward the heavens like raging waves.

The fury in his heart burned so fiercely that the markings reflected not a human face, but a hideous, hair-raising evil ghost!

The evil ghost seemed to have crawled out from the abyss of hell, radiating the stench of death and terror.

Its appearance seemed to freeze the surrounding air, while the color