Then, in an instant, an overwhelming presence suppressed everything within sight.
That terrifying chakra surged like a gale.
At the very heart of the storm,
a small figure appeared.
It was a person! A small person.
The figure, bearing all the darkness, was cloaked from head to toe in a glossy black sheen like obsidian.
It was as though the world had fallen silent for a moment at his arrival.
After a moment, he finally took a deep breath, as if savoring the air of the human world!
"Finally... That brat Nagato seems to have grown up!"
"Sure enough, the air in the real world is far more invigorating!"
He stretched his body. Clad in armor from the Warring States era, his long hair danced in the gale. Then the aura that had been raging around him slowly withdrew.
This was a man who had fought from the day he was born until the day he died!
Uchiha Madara!
Uchiha Madara had once been the leader of the Uchiha Clan.
He had been the greatest battle maniac of the Shinobi World during the Warring States era, and the only man of that time who could stand toe-to-toe with the God of Shinobi, Senju Hashirama.
He was a man who had fought from the day he was born until the day he died.
Decades ago, he had narrowly lost to Senju Hashirama at the Valley of the End.
Going by the outcome on the surface, Senju Hashirama had defeated Uchiha Madara.
But if you dug deeper, the one who had truly won was Uchiha Madara.
That was because Senju Hashirama hadn't managed to kill him.
Uchiha Madara had long since inscribed the Izanagi technique into his Sharingan. In exchange for permanently blinding one of his eyes, he had escaped death.
He