Although Uchiha Madara did not possess the heaven-reaching power to reverse time and space, the Rinnegan itself was a supreme ocular technique, naturally allowing him to glimpse a trace of imperial aura within the ruins.
Phantoms continuously appeared within the curtain of water. Figures and scenes shifted without pause, changing so rapidly that they finally settled upon a single silhouette.
The man wore a golden crown and a luxurious robe embroidered with nine dragons and nine rivers. Nobility radiated from him. Simply standing there, he seemed like the ruler of the nine heavens, like a deity descended into the world, his majesty boundless.
The Martial God!
Other than the Martial God, who had left behind such a brilliant mark upon the Heavenly Martial Continent, who else could have left behind a phantom with such overwhelming presence?
"Hm?"
At that moment, the Martial God within the water curtain seemed to sense something. For an instant, he appeared to come alive, his godlike eyes looking this way as he engaged Uchiha Madara in a clash across the ages!
"Heh!"
Uchiha Madara gave a cold snort and unleashed all his Spiritual Power. The entire complex instantly shattered, along with the Martial God's lingering will. "He was merely a Six Paths Level cultivator. Even if he himself stood before me, I would not fear him, much less now, when he is only a phantom!"
Uchiha Madara collected the remaining imperial aura, wrapped it in Spiritual Power, and sent it into his sea of consciousness.
Buzz!
Suddenly, brilliant light burst forth within his sea of consciousness. That mass of imperial aura was actually swallowed by Uchiha Madara's powerful sea of consciousness.
"As expected, it is extraordinary!"
Uchiha Madara smiled faintly. "The Martial God truly had secrets unknown to others. Otherwise, relying solely on luck and