The Third Tsuchikage saw Uchiha Kō standing in the center of Susanoo with his hands hanging at his sides. His hair whipped wildly in the chakra wind, while his cold eyes swept across the entire scene.
"Well, if it isn't the Third Tsuchikage!" Uchiha Kō's gaze was filled with mockery.
The Third Tsuchikage was drenched in sweat as he spoke. "Madara—no, you aren't Madara. You look very much like him, but your chakra is even more violent."
"Oh? Is that so?" Uchiha Madara flew out from the city. Clad in the red armor of the Warring States Period, he stood atop a blue Susanoo, shoulder to shoulder with Uchiha Kō.
Upon hearing that voice and sensing that familiar chakra, the Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, lost his footing and fell to the ground. He had never imagined that arriving in this world would begin like this!
Although Iwagakure now vaguely possessed the strength to rival Konoha, the moment he saw Uchiha Madara again, he still could not help but panic.
"Madara, you're the real Madara!" Ōnoki's face turned pale as he stared at Uchiha Madara, his eyes unfocused.
"Ōnoki, pull yourself together!" The First Tsuchikage, Ishikawa, gritted his teeth, then swung his Earth Broadsword and brought Ōnoki to his side.
The ground surged, wrapping around Ōnoki. Then the earth shifted, delivering him to the First Tsuchikage's side. The First Tsuchikage released his restraints and helped him to his feet.
The sight of the First Tsuchikage brought tears to Ōnoki's eyes. "Grandfather, you... you're alive!"
Ishikawa slapped the back of his head irritably. "What do you mean by that? Are you cursing me to death?"
"Hehe, Sensei, don't make things difficult for Ōnoki. You don't know how great a shadow Uchiha Madara left on him back then." Mū spoke helplessly.
Ishikawa fell silent.