Shinichi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were still sharp and calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a disdainful smile.
"Tch, Madara Uchiha, is this all you have?" His voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm, as if the confrontation just now was just an insignificant warm-up.
The next moment, he slowly raised his hand, and the temperature around his body suddenly soared. The air was slightly distorted by the heat of the flames, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling.
Shinichi shouted in a low voice--
"Everything will turn into ashes--Ryujin Jakka!"
Setsuna In the meantime, raging flames surged out like a frenzy, like divine fire from the sky, trying to burn everything!
Ryujin Jakka, burn everything!
Boom--!!
The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly soared, and an indescribable heat swept across the battlefield instantly!
The air was evaporated into a twisted phantom. The earth, centered on Shinichi, was cracked inch by inch, and the sand and stone turned into magma and flowed. The entire Land of Demons sky seemed to be on fire, red as purgatory!
The roar of Moryo suddenly stopped, and its evil and violent Chakra began to tremble violently under the scorching heat, as if it instinctively felt the fatal threat!
Shapeshifting Clone of Madara Uchiha stood above Moryo, his pupils shrank slightly, "Oh? Did you finally come up with something interesting?"
In Shinichi's hand, a flaming blade that resembled the core of the sun slowly emerged. The blade burned with flames that could burn the world. Even the air was ignited the moment it came into contact with the blade, turning into a red stream of light that scattered in all directions.
--Ryujin Jakka, Bankai! Zanka no Tachi!
Boom!!!
Setsuna In the meantime, the monstrous fire shock wave swept across the entire battlefield like a furious sea tide, turning everything into ashes wherever it went!
Moryo The shadow of Susanoo that shrouded the evil Chakra let out a painful wail as it was devoured by the extremely blazing flames.
Its twisted Chakra seemed to be suppressed by an irresistible force, and it quickly burned out, turning into ashes of Void, which were blown away between heaven and earth by the wind!
--This is not an ordinary flame, but the ultimate flame that can burn even concepts!
The smile on Madara Uchiha's Shapeshifting Clone's face finally disappeared, and for the first time he showed a solemn look.
He stared at the blade that was as hot as a star, his eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, "This brat... in Shinobi World, is there really anyone who can control such a terrifying flame?"
Shinichi The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he slowly raised his sword, with monstrous flames burning in the depths of his eyes. His voice was calm but revealed unparalleled dominance. "Don't you want to see my trump card? Now, let me show you -"
"The real Shinobi World is the strongest Fire Release!"
"Zanka no Tachi·North--Tenchi Kaijin!!"
Boom--!!!
Flames swept across, and the entire Land of Demons battlefield was completely plunged into a sea of fire. The heaven and earth seemed to be ignited, and the sky was dyed red. The blazing waves of fire rolled out, like a doomsday judgment, swallowing Shapeshifting Clone and Moryo towards Madara Uchiha!
In this sea of fire that burned everything, the figure of Moryo began to twist and collapse. Even its immortal body could not withstand the terrifying flames that were enough to burn the concept. Its last roar disappeared without a trace under the devouring flames!
Madara Uchiha's Shapeshifting Clone finally couldn't resist it. Susanoo's armor was shattered layer by layer, and the flames climbed up his body like an evil ghost, devouring him instantly!
In the end, Moryo and Madara Uchiha's Shapeshifting Clone were completely reduced to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
At this moment, the world was silent, only the flames were burning, telling the story of the sword that destroyed the world!
Mountain Graveyard.
Madara Uchiha sat cross-legged in front of Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, his face pale, and a trace of scarlet blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"Cough..." He coughed lowly and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were not depressed at all, but revealed a trace of extremely complicated emotions.
White Zetsu stood quietly aside, his eyes scanning Madara's face, knowing that he was not injured due to the battle, but due to the loss of vitality over the years.
"Lord Madara..." White Zetsu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Madara Uchiha raised his hand to stop him.
Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the scene from White Zetsu not long ago flashed through his mind--
That boy, that guy named Uchiha Shinichi, showed shocking power on the battlefield of Land of Demons.
Even Moryo's immortal body was completely burned, and Susanoo was also swallowed up by the monstrous flames.
The power of that sword even gave Madara himself a hint of fear.
"At the end of the flame, can even concepts be burned out?"
Madara Uchiha's palms tightened slightly, his expression dark and unclear.
He originally didn't have high expectations for this junior. Although his talent was outstanding and his growth rate was amazing, he was still a junior living in the shadow of Tobirama Senju.
However, now, Uchiha Shinichi's strength has exceeded his expectations.
Now Uchiha Shinichi has reached the realm he dreamed of when he was young -
"Shinobi World is the strongest!"
Madara Uchiha opened his eyes, and Mangekyō Sharingan in the depths of his pupils slowly rotated. Although his face was still pale, his eyes ignited a long-lost enthusiasm.
"Ha..." He laughed softly, his voice hoarse but with a hint of relief and reluctance, "I Uchiha Clan... finally gave birth to another unparalleled genius."
White Zetsu was slightly startled. He rarely saw Madara Uchiha showing such an expression.
"Shinichi... You are the only one who can inherit my will." Madara's voice was low and determined.
He knows that his time is running out. According to the plan, he will choose a Uchiha tribesman to take over his will, implement Infinite Tsukuyomi, and realize the ultimate peace of Shinobi World.
But now, he sees another possibility - a more stable way that does not even need to rely on Demonic Statue of the Outer Path and Ten-Tails, a future created by Uchiha Shinichi!
His eyes gradually became firm and he murmured in a low voice:
"Even if I fail to complete my mission, I will guide you to create a truly peaceful and prosperous world."
"Uchiha Shinichi, can you show me how you will rewrite this world?"
White Zetsu on the side listened to these words and his pupils shrank slightly.
Madara Uchiha... actually recognized that boy?
Does this mean that the original plan will also undergo changes?
"White Zetsu, send the clone closest to Hashirama's granddaughter." Madara Uchiha ordered in a deep voice, his eyes deep and revealing an unfathomable calculation.
Land of Demons·Battlefield.
The flames of war dissipated and the world became silent.
The remaining heat of the flames has not completely dissipated, and the air is filled with a burning breath.
On the battlefield, the blazing rocks were still burning, and the ground was scorched black by the terrible high temperature, just like the ruins after the apocalypse.
The sky has returned to clearness, and the dark clouds that were originally shrouded by evil have now dissipated without a trace. The bright morning light shines through the clouds on the earth, reflecting the tall and tall figure of the young man.
Everything is as predicted by Miko Miroku.
The young man was suspended in mid-air, and the burning flame slowly extinguished and converged into his body.
His eyes were as bright as stars, staring at the ruins below. The breeze blew through his silver-white hair, and his robes fluttered gently, like a god who came to the world in mythology.
--Uchiha Shinichi, ending the fate of thousands of years.
Miko Miroku stood quietly in the distance, looking at this scene, his eyes slightly moist, but his heart felt relaxed as never before.
For thousands of years, the Mikos of Land of Demons have shouldered the mission of sealing Moryo, repeating the same fate generation after generation, bearing this heavy responsibility, and even unable to control their own destiny.
However, now, this cycle has finally been broken.
She looked at the young man standing in the center of the battlefield, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.
"It turns out that this is the person I saw in my dream..."
Standing on the battlefield that burned everything, his back was arrogant and firm, like an eternal god, coming to the world and rewriting the trajectory of fate.
--Miko's mission finally ushered in Terminator.
Shinichi slowly landed on the ground and let out a gentle breath.
In this battle, although he did not give his best, it was enough to shock the entire Shinobi World.
"It's over..."
He whispered, slowly sheathing his sword, and the residual warmth of Ryujin Jakka gradually dissipated.
Tsunade walked over quickly, frowning, looked at his condition, and said, "Hey, are you okay?"
Shinichi looked back at her with a relaxed smile, "Of course it's okay. When have you ever seen me in trouble?"
Tsunade immediately rolled his eyes, "Can you still be a little conscious?"
Miroku walked forward slowly and looked at Shinichi deeply, with gratitude and awe in his eyes.
"Uchiha Shinichi, you did it."
She bowed deeply and spoke solemnly, her voice gentle but majestic, carrying the will of Miko people for thousands of years.
But Shinichi waved his hand gently, with a playful smile on his lips, "What? Is it possible that you want me to inherit Miko's mantle?"
Miroku was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "If you are willing, I don't mind."
Shinichi pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head decisively, "No, no, although the Miko suit is pretty good-looking, but I'm looking forward to wearing it more with little Tsunade."
"Hey!!! Uchiha Shinichi!!! Are you looking for a fight?!" Tsunade's roar instantly echoed on the battlefield.
Miroku smiled helplessly, but still stared at the young man in front of him.
--How will this boy who changed the fate of Land of Demons change the entire Shinobi World?