Stop Chasing Empty Dreams—Build an Earthly Divine Kingdom with Me!

Looking at Madara Uchiha on the stone throne, clutching his head and muttering hoarsely to himself, completely consumed by self-doubt and despair.

Uchiha Xuan knew the time had come.

He slowly raised his foot and stomped hard on Black Zetsu, who was still trembling on the ground and trying to play dead.

"Screech—!"

Black Zetsu let out a shrill, mouse-like scream.

Golden Sage Jutsu chakra flickered beneath Xuan's foot, burning the disgusting mass with a sizzling sound while leaving it just enough life to survive.

"Don't be in such a hurry to die." Xuan's voice was icy. "Your death must come at the hands of your old master."

He no longer paid attention to the lump of filth beneath his foot. Step by step, he walked toward the stone throne steeped in decay.

He looked at the old man before him, who had once made the entire Ninja World tremble, yet now curled up on his throne like a broken toy.

"The Eye of the Moon Plan was a lie."

Xuan's voice was calm, yet filled with power.

"The eternal happiness you spoke of was nothing more than the cruelest lie woven by a monster seeking resurrection."

"A false dream is ultimately nothing but an illusion. One gust of wind, and it scatters."

With every word he spoke, Madara's withered body trembled a little more.

"But..."

Xuan's tone suddenly shifted!

At that moment, his voice seemed to carry a bewitching power capable of swaying people's hearts!

"True glory, however, can be forged by our own hands!"

He bent down and stared directly into Madara's bloodshot Rinnegan, which had lost all their light.

"Lord Madara!"

"Are you willing to accept this?!"

His voice struck Madara's deadened heart like a thunderbolt!

"You, Madara Uchiha! The Asura of the Ninja World! The only legend capable of standing alongside Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi!"

"Was all the power in your body, power enough to overturn the world and reach the heavens, meant to be buried forever in this sunless underground rat hole for the sake of a lie, for the sake of a joke?!"

"Was that proud heart of yours, the heart that once made countless enemies flee in terror and that never yielded, really going to sink completely and turn to dust just because you were deceived by a lump of black coal?!"

Xuan's questions were like heavy hammers striking Madara's soul again and again!

At last, a ripple appeared in Madara's hollow eyes.

Yeah...

Was I... willing to accept this?

"Lord Madara! Look at the Uchiha clan today!"

Xuan's voice rang out again, brimming with anguish and fury.

"During all these years you slept for the sake of a false dream, what kind of life did we Uchiha live in Konoha's cage?!"

"Suspected! Suppressed! Marginalized!"

"We were treated as threats, as hidden dangers that could be wiped out at any time!"

"Even that damned younger brother of yours, Senju Tobirama, dared to say to my face that we Uchiha possessed 'evil blood' and that he would... eradicate us completely!"

"You!"

Xuan pointed at Madara, his voice filled with furious disappointment!

"As the strongest ancestor of the Uchiha clan, you hid here for the sake of a lie, turning a blind eye to your clansmen's suffering!"

"Don't you feel ashamed?!"

Ashamed...

Madara's body trembled even more violently.

Yeah, he was here pursuing some damned Infinite Tsukuyomi while his clansmen were being humiliated like livestock outside!

What... what the hell have I been doing?!

Seeing the flame rekindle in Madara's eyes, Xuan knew the timing was almost right.

He slowly straightened up. No longer did he provoke him with heated words; instead, he used a voice filled with endless temptation to paint a magnificent new blueprint of glory and ambition for this legend whose heart had died.

"Lord Madara, forget that ridiculous Eye of the Moon."

"That kind of false, begged-for peace is unworthy of you—unworthy of us Uchiha!"

"Come with me!"

Xuan's voice was filled with unquestionable dominance!

"Lead our Uchiha clan out of Konoha's rotten cage!"

"We will go overseas, to that vast land beyond the control of the Five Great Nations!"

"There, we will build an entirely new nation! An Earthly Divine Kingdom that belongs solely to our Uchiha clan!"

Earthly Divine Kingdom!

Those four words possessed endless magic, instantly seizing Madara Uchiha's entire mind!

"In that nation..."

Xuan spread his arms as if he were embracing the whole future, his voice filled with fervor and strength!

"We will no longer be the 'evil clan' feared and suspected by others!"

"We will be the makers of the rules! The supreme kings!"

"We will possess the broadest lands, the richest resources, and the most loyal subjects!"

"We will restore the Uchiha's supreme glory and plant the flame-bearing fan in every corner of the world!"

"All who dare stand against us will be reduced to ashes beneath our ocular powers and Sage Jutsu!"

"With iron and blood, we will forge a true, eternal peace that belongs to the strong!"

In Xuan's eyes, his golden divine pupils burned with the flames of ambition, flames fierce enough to incinerate everything!

He looked at Madara Uchiha, who had slowly risen from the stone throne, the fire of life burning once more in his eyes.

Slowly, he extended his hand toward the former legend.

That hand was pale and slender, yet it seemed to contain the power to create a new world.

"In that nation, we will be kings. We will be gods!"

"We will make the rules, and we will rule over everything!"

"This is what befits the name of Madara Uchiha!"

A wild, arrogant smile curved Xuan's lips.

"So..."

"Stop dreaming, Lord Madara."

"Come with me and create a reality... that belongs to us Uchiha!"

Madara Uchiha looked at the youth before him, more arrogant and domineering than he had been in his own prime.

Then he looked at the hand Xuan had extended.

It was as though that hand held up an entirely new world filled with infinite possibilities.

His breathing became more ragged than ever before.

His heart, dead for decades, began pounding wildly at an unprecedented speed!

"An Earthly... Divine Kingdom?" he rasped, his voice trembling with a trace of emotion even he had not noticed.

"That's right." Xuan's smile grew brighter. "A divine kingdom forged by our Uchiha's own hands!"