Uchiha Madara only stopped when all the Shadow Clone were destroyed.
"Is this all there is to being an ant?"
Uchiha Madara glanced disdainfully at Naruto in the distance.
"Certainly..."
Naruto smiled, and to Uchiha Madara's astonishment, he turned into a broken piece of wood.
Substitution Technique!
"That's not all!"
Naruto's voice suddenly rang out above him.
Uchiha Madara calmly looked up.
"Immortal magic - Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan!"
A colossal Rasengan, capable of blotting out the sky, had already taken shape; compared to it, Naruto's figure was as insignificant as a speck of dust.
The colossal Rasengan hurtled toward Uchiha Madara on the ground with incredible speed.
Feeling the surging Chakra pulse, Uchiha Madara's face showed a serious expression for the first time.
Such Ninjutsu was enough to make him take it seriously.
"Susanoo!"
Blue Chakra burst forth from his body, rapidly weaving into the shape of a giant in the sky.
A shield in one hand, a longsword in the other, and his entire body is encased in armor!
The complete version of Susanoo!
Sasuke stared in Susanoo before him.
He has now mastered this talent.
However, he has never used this form of Susanoo before.
Seeing Naruto unleash the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan, a strong sense of defeat welled up within me.
He thought he had made rapid progress, far surpassing his peers in both his understanding of Blade Intent and his mastery of Ninjutsu.
But now it seems so ridiculous.
In terms of Blade Intent, he was inferior to Uchiha Madara, far inferior indeed.
In terms of Ninjutsu, none of his Ninjutsu, except for the one he just mastered, can compare to Naruto's Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan.
This outcome made his efforts seem insignificant.
This is so frustrating.
Sasuke stared blankly at the sky.
"Snap!"
In mid-air, the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan slammed into the complete Susanoo.
In just one exchange, Susanoo's armor was already showing signs of shattering!
Naruto was secretly delighted.
This was the first time he had used the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan. Although it looked impressive, he wasn't sure how powerful it actually was.
It now appears that Uchiha Madara's Susanoo withstand the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan!
"Go to hell!"
Naruto roared and used all his strength to forcefully fling the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan away.
The Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan broke free from Naruto's control and crashed into Susanoo with unstoppable force.
Above Susanoo's head, Uchiha Madara sneered.
It seems this brat intends to kill me with this one move?
Really...
Uchiha Madara shook his head in disappointment.
The next moment, Susanoo dissipated instantly, Uchiha Madara's body rapidly fell from mid-air.
As he fell, Uchiha Madara his hands together in prayer.
"Fire Style: Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
Sasuke and Naruto taken aback.
Immortal magic...
Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan...
Disperse Susanoo and use a simple Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu to defend?
Was Uchiha Madara insane?
Naruto even had a smile on his lips, already imagining the scene of Uchiha Madara being blasted apart by the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan in his mind.
However, what happened next completely stunned the two of them.
"Boom!"
The sky, spanning nearly a hundred meters in radius, was instantly dyed fiery red.
The towering flames completely engulfed the Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan.
"This... this is the Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu?"
Naruto swallowed hard and looked at Sasuke.
Sasuke was equally bewildered.
Ask him?
Who the hell is he asking?!
Flames nearly a hundred meters high!
Is this some kind of Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu?
The flames in the sky gradually subsided.
The once imposing Super-Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan in the sky had also vanished without a trace.
"The Uchiha Clan's greatest strengths aren't just the Sharingan; their Fire Style are equally impressive!"
The cold words reached the ears of the two people who were looking at each other in bewilderment.
Sasuke's bewildered expression deepened.
It's true that the Uchiha Clan is skilled in Fire Style.
What does Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu that can reach nearly 100 meters have to do with Fire Style techniques?
This is so powerful, people would believe it if you called it a forbidden technique!
Five minutes later, Naruto's Sage Mode ended.
"Do you still want to dance, you ants?"
Uchiha Madara looked at the two of them with a mocking smile.
"Hateful!"
Sasuke was furious and gripped his Ninja Blade tightly, ready to charge forward.
"Ban, you're still the same as ever, arrogant and conceited."
Just then, two figures slowly walked over from not far away.
Uchiha Madara was stunned when he heard the voice, and looked at the person who came in disbelief.
"You... you were reincarnated too."
Uchiha Madara smiled.
The smile was filled with complex emotions.
Nostalgia, hatred, and resentment.
"Yes, being reincarnated by a junior feels very uncomfortable."
Hashirama flashed his signature smile, looking innocent and a little silly.
"Oh right, Madara, did you change your clothes after you were reincarnated? I feel like these clothes smell a bit."
Senju Tobirama, standing next to him, shook his head helplessly, feeling an urge to sew his older brother's mouth shut.
Is now the time to talk about these things?
And in front of the younger generation, really...
How embarrassing!
Uchiha Madara was taken aback by the question, and his expression showed some surprise.
Shouldn't our focus be on the battle right now?
Why are you so concerned about these trivial details?
"Let me tell you about Madara. Konoha is doing exceptionally well right now, and there's so much delicious food..."
"Shut up!"
Senju Tobirama couldn't take it anymore and roared at his brother.
"When!"
Hashirama hung his head dejectedly, not daring to say another word.
Naruto and Sasuke were also dumbfounded.
From the conversation and the two people's appearances, they already knew who the newcomers were.
The God of Shinobi World, the First Hokage — Senju Hashirama!
The person reprimanding him from the side should be the Second Hokage, the Forbidden Jutsu Machine — Senju Tobirama.
The renowned God of the Shinobi World, how come he looks...?
Silly?
The same thought arose in Naruto's and Sasuke's minds.
"This First... is it probably a fake?"
"Uchiha Madara, you're already dead, why are you still causing trouble? Have you forgotten what your teacher said?"
Senju Tobirama his arms and stared coldly at Uchiha Madara.
"Teacher?"
Uchiha Madara scoffed, a disdainful expression on his face. "Where's the teacher?"
"The teacher is here..."
Hashirama was about to speak when Uchiha Madara completely ignored him.
"He's gone, gone to the heavens! He's abandoned us, do you understand?"
Uchiha Madara's expression grew increasingly ferocious as he spoke.
"I told you long ago that he abandoned us! Yet you still cling to ridiculous illusions, how pathetic!"
Hashirama also became serious.
"Ban, the teacher has his reasons, have you forgotten..."
"I forgot!"
Ban interrupted him directly, "Relying on a vague and unattainable teacher is useless; peace must be fought for by ourselves!"
"You won back then, but did the Shinobi World achieve peace?"
Uchiha Madara pointed to the Allied Shinobi Forces fighting fiercely around him.
"The war continues, and the killing has never stopped!"
"Unwavering weakness will not bring peace, but rather greater carnage!"
Hashirama was stunned for a moment.
Looking around at the battle where people were dying one after another, Hashirama's eyes gradually dimmed.
Yes.
He implemented benevolent policies, maintaining a balance of power as much as possible, allowing the Shinobi World to recuperate after a reshuffling.
He thought this was peace.
But after his death, did the Shinobi World truly become peaceful?
No!
Senju Tobirama did not interrupt.
On this point, he agreed with Uchiha Madara.
Blindly giving in will only make you seem weak and easily bullied.
Even if the older brother suppressed an era, after his death, the accumulated contradictions would erupt in a more extreme way.
Then...
Isn't that how it is?
Naruto Sasuke didn't know what to say, so they could only listen quietly to the conversation between the three of them.
The situation instantly reached a stalemate.