"Madara Uchiha and Uchiha Liuyun!"
"Madara Uchiha?! He's still alive? Didn't Uncle Hashi kill him?"
Seeing Senju Huang lose his composure, the Hyuga clansman shook his head. This is Senju Clan business. How would I know?
Those two earthshaking shouts drew the attention of everyone in the Land of Grass—no, everyone who heard them—to the battle.
The storm raged with world-ending force. The earth seemed to grieve, and the sky seemed to weep!
The deafening roar lasted an hour before it finally stopped.
The destructive storm around the two men gradually subsided, revealing the scene within.
The ground had collapsed into a bottomless pit like an abyss. No, a canyon was a better description.
The canyon stretched across the Fire-Earth Border and even reached the Land of Grass!
From above, the once-level ground looked as though a blade had cleaved straight through it.
Liuyun and Madara stood proudly in midair. Their faces were blank and their breathing steady, as though the battle had never happened.
"The warm-up is over! Now I'll use my full strength. If you can't withstand it, you can accompany me to the Pure Land!"
Madara slung his Gunbai across his back. His eyes gleamed with wild excitement, and his blood surged.
"Ancestor Madara! The Shinobi World is changing. Times are moving forward. Your era is over!"
"I don't know what secret technique you used to restore your strength to its peak."
"But I'd wager you don't have much time left!"
"Hahaha! As expected of the Uchiha Clan's finest descendant! You even figured that out!"
"That's why I said I'd take you to the Pure Land sooner rather than later. You can keep me company there!"
Madara narrowed his eyes. The crimson Three-Tomoe spun rapidly, becoming Mangekyo in an instant before finally turning into Eternal Eyes.
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