Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!

When it came to visual appeal in ocular techniques, the Sharingan had always been badass. Whether it was the One-Tomoe, Two-Tomoe, Three-Tomoe, Mangekyō Sharingan, or even the Eternal Eye, they were all captivating.

Only when it came to the Rinnegan... did things become rather hard to describe.

The green chakra around Jingyi dissipated, and the five of them landed safely on the ground, facing Madara Uchiha from afar. As for Black Zetsu, he was nowhere to be seen, likely hiding somewhere.

"I hope your performance can entertain me."

Just as Ōnoki was about to throw out a few harsh words, Madara Uchiha's remark—"I hope your performance can entertain me"—made his old face freeze on the spot.

The Third Raikage and Third Kazekage were stunned as well.

Yagura subconsciously scratched his head, thinking he had misheard.

"..."

The corner of Jingyi's mouth twitched a few times.

Very well. That was so Madara Uchiha.

Whenever there was an opportunity to show off, he never missed it.

Who knew whether his next line would be:

"Do you all want to dance too?"

The Dancing King of the Shinobi World had not earned that title for nothing.

It was just that his attempt at acting cool was a little too awkward. It made people want to curl their toes hard enough to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.

"Madara Uchiha, stop talking nonsense. With us here, your scheme will never succeed."

As though he had been insulted, Ōnoki was so furious that his dark brown face reddened.

Entertain you?

Why don't you just die?!

No, wait. This bastard was already dead.

Damn it, after all these decades, he was still the same.

Decades ago, a few words from him could infuriate someone to death. Decades later, he was still exactly the same.

Faced with Ōnoki's