Three Inches Apart, Bound by Dreams!

Hashirama's soul was summoned back from the Pure Land to the present world.

Yu summoned Yama of the Naraka Path. Hashirama's soul voluntarily entered its mouth, and Madara lifted Hashirama's body and placed it inside.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

Yama of the Naraka Path chewed with its enormous mouth.

"..." Madara silently clenched his fists, his expression tense. Only when he saw Hashirama emerge from Yama's mouth intact, energetically looking around, did he finally let out a deep sigh of relief.

Madara folded his arms across his chest again and asked, "How do you feel?"

"..." Hashirama rolled his shoulders and assessed himself. "It seems... there's nothing different."

Phew. Yu's suspended heart finally settled as well.

Hashirama had revived a hundred thousand people with Rinne Rebirth. That was already a grave disruption of the natural order of life and death. If even the caster of Rinne Rebirth could be revived, then death itself would become cheap.

Put more seriously, it might mean that no one would ever truly die again. The laws of nature would be overturned!

Yama judged life and death. Would it permit such a thing to happen?

"I never thought there really would be no cost." Amid his shock, Hashirama suddenly had an idea. "A million civilians of the Ninja Kingdom died too! How about I revive them as well..."

At that moment, Madara became angry. "Hashirama! I gave you my left eye, not so you could do charity work! If you keep this up, give the eye back to me!"

Clang!

Hashirama instantly became dejected. "I was only joking, yet you... you yelled at me! Sure enough, now that you have Chiri, you just..."

Madara cut him off. "This has nothing to do with Chiri!"

Hashirama suddenly realized something. "Right! If I'd known, I should have revived