Summoning Madara Uchiha: Do You Want to Dance Too?

The Golden Hawksbill Turtle King grew interested too.

He wanted to see what trump card Lin Chen had up his sleeve.

He had just swept the area with the terrifying spiritual power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. There was no one else around—only Lin Chen and Tang Ya. Otherwise, he would have turned tail and fled long ago.

He was in no hurry to kill them now. He would torment them bit by bit, then eat them.

Tang Ya had thought she was about to die, but seeing how confident Lin Chen looked, she felt less afraid.

She clung tightly to his arm and hid behind him.

"Do you have a plan?

He's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Even on the verge of death, he's still a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

To him, the two of us are nothing but dishes on a platter."

"Which one should I summon?" Lin Chen murmured to himself.

He couldn't let a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone go to waste. If he couldn't absorb them, the only option was sacrifice.

He had no particular desire for a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. There was no need to spend points summoning someone specifically to help him absorb one.

But the Golden Hawksbill Turtle King had grown together with the Gold of Life.

Perhaps a sacrifice would bring an unexpected reward.

If he wanted to force a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to sacrifice himself, Lin Chen could think of only one clan capable of it.

He would have to pay through the nose. Selecting a specific character was expensive.

Lin Chen's system differed somewhat from the systems his other clones had.

His other clones could only summon counterparts from their own worlds, while Lin Chen could summon them from many worlds.

Every day, the system randomly refreshed three characters from unlocked worlds. He could choose any one of them for a thousand points, regardless of their level.

To select both a world and a specific character cost a thousand points for the world, a thousand for the character, and another thousand for the summons: three thousand in all.

That option wasn't limited to unlocked worlds. He could choose from countless worlds, but the more powerful the world, the more points it cost to specify.

Summoning still cost a thousand points. But if he wanted Shi Hao from Perfect World, specifying the world would cost a hundred thousand points, and specifying Shi Hao another hundred thousand. The summons itself would cost just one thousand. It was absurd.

Once summoned to the Douluo Continent, the character would lose their original strength. It would convert into a random level under the Douluo Continent's system. No matter how powerful they had been, the Douluo Continent would cut them down to size.

That was why Lin Chen summoned beings with powerful abilities. Their raw strength mattered less.

If their abilities were strong enough, they could still be formidable on the Douluo Continent.

He had greater permissions and more choices.

His clones, meanwhile, made random summons every day. They weren't picky.

Lin Chen wasn't picky either, but in this situation, choosing a specific character would be more useful.

He selected the Naruto World and chose Madara Uchiha in his Impure World form.

Anyone he summoned from the System Shop would become his clone.

So Lin Chen's first choice was the dead, followed by nonhumans. Only when those options failed would he choose a living human. That was his order of preference.

Specifying the Naruto World cost one thousand points. Specifying Madara Uchiha in his Impure World form cost another thousand, and summoning him cost a final thousand.

Three thousand points vanished in an instant. The next moment, an armored figure appeared before Lin Chen.

His presence was commanding.

Dark red Warring States armor gleamed coldly in the dim cave.

Long black hair fell down his back like a waterfall, loosely tied with a red ribbon. It was Madara Uchiha.

Madara Uchiha's features were sharply defined, his jawline cut like a blade. His Rinnegan turned slowly, their rippled pupils devoid of emotion.

Even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was no more than an ant before Madara Uchiha.

He merely stood there, and an invisible pressure came crashing down. The air throughout the cave seemed to freeze.

Upon arriving on the Douluo Continent, all his Chakra instantly transformed into Soul Power.

At the same time, Soul Rings lit up around him, one after another.

First came two yellow Soul Rings, then two purple ones. After three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, two red rings appeared in succession.

A series of hums rang out, and in an instant, Madara Uchiha had become a level ninety-five Super Douluo.

Sensing Madara Uchiha's cultivation, Lin Chen understood at once. Everything was as he had expected.

Almost all his clones were around levels ninety-five to ninety-seven. Only part of their cultivation from their original worlds had carried over, with their new level determined at random.

Perhaps the system wanted to leave them room to grow.

But for clones like his, whose abilities defied the rules, their level hardly mattered—especially the ones he summoned through Impure World Reincarnation.

Unlimited Soul Power, undying and indestructible. They were absurdly powerful.

After adjusting, Madara Uchiha fell silent for a moment. Then he looked at Lin Chen and lowered his head slightly.

He submitted, but his manner remained arrogant.

"Original self." Madara Uchiha's voice was low and resonant. "Why have you summoned me?"

Tang Ya's eyes widened.

Original self? This top-tier expert who had appeared out of nowhere, with two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, had called Lin Chen his original self?

Lin Chen spoke calmly:

"See that turtle? Use your Sharingan to control him.

Oh, right. You have the Rinnegan now.

Close enough. Control him and make him sacrifice himself to me."

"Sacrifice means a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast gives up his entire soul and life, turning them into a Soul Ring and Soul Bone for a Soul Master.

He has to do it willingly, so you'll need the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan's mind control."

At Lin Chen's words, Madara's Rinnegan turned slightly. He looked toward the Golden Hawksbill Turtle King, who had shrunk back beside the pool, pinned in place by his aura.

Madara glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and his lips curled with disdain.

"This thing?" Madara's voice dripped with contempt. "He's just an old turtle on death's door, and you want me to use my Sharingan? What an insult."

The Golden Hawksbill Turtle King shuddered from head to tail!

An old turtle on death's door?

That finally made him snap.

One provocation after another, one insult after another. They truly looked down on him.

Back in the day, he had dared to snatch a tooth from Di Tian's jaws.

When he had first broken through to the rank of Ferocious Beast, he had thought himself invincible under heaven. Little had he known that beyond every person stood someone greater, and beyond every sky lay another.

But that had been Di Tian.

No matter how strong this human was, he was only a Super Douluo.

The turtle king admitted that Madara's aura was terrifying. With his vitality depleted, he was no match for him now.

But after such provocation, when he didn't have long to live anyway—and might die at any moment—

He had been timid his entire life. Now, at last, he found his nerve.

"Arrogant!"

The Golden Hawksbill Turtle King raised his head sharply, fury blazing in his eyes.

"I have lived for a hundred thousand years. What storms haven't I weathered? And two mere humans dare run wild before me?

Today, I'll show you that beyond every person stands someone greater, and beyond every sky lies another."

With that, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle King drew on the pure energy of the Gold of Life within him.

He stopped suppressing it.

He was going to die anyway. He no longer feared Di Tian discovering him.

Once he stopped holding back, his whole body felt far better, and most of his strength returned.

He wasn't merely a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, but a Ferocious Beast over a hundred thousand years old. He could still handle a level ninety-five Super Douluo.

Madara Uchiha sensed that a little strength had returned to him, and a cold smile touched his lips:

"Do you want to dance too?"