Armored Susanoo, Top Transformed Buddha

Truly, it could be said...

A shadow descended from the heavens, savage and enraged!

Hashirama rejoiced at being reunited with his dear friend.

"Madara, stop! Your ambition will kill countless people."

"The Warring States have been chaotic for so many years. How many people have died in the Shinobi World, and who has ever truly cared?" Madara Uchiha's laughter echoed wantonly through the valley. "The greatest evil is often committed by those convinced they are doing good!"

"If you were willing to join forces with me, the Shinobi World would have known peace long ago."

"Since you refuse, I can only walk my own path..."

Hashirama Senju's eyes were full of disappointment. "Madara, since you insist on going astray, I can only beat you back to reality!"

The cliffs of the Valley of the End let out low moans in the howling wind.

Toji, hidden in the distance, sensed intense chakra fluctuations filling the air, radiating a terrifying pressure strong enough to make one tremble.

Madara Uchiha stood on the left side of the waterfall, his long black hair whipping wildly in the wind. In an instant, his Sharingan transformed into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, his scarlet eyes fixed on Hashirama Senju.

"Only what my eyes see is reality!"

Madara's voice was low, edged with mockery. He slowly raised his hand. "Let me see whether your strength has weakened after seven years apart."

"Summoning Technique!"

Boom!

Dense inscriptions instantly spread across the ground. A thick cloud of white smoke rose, and an enormous dark silhouette emerged within it.

As the smoke gradually dispersed, the Nine-Tails' savage and terrifying form was exposed beneath the moonlight.

Madara leaped onto the Nine-Tails' head, a sickle in one hand and a fan in the other.

"The Nine-Tails? You actually controlled it."

Hashirama was somewhat