"Golden Eagle, who longs for freedom, will not be willing to be in a cage and let others slaughter him. Even if he knows that he may be killed, he will hit the cage in order to be free."
Asura's gentle expression showed obvious stagnation.
A trace of complicated emotions flashed across his eyes.
It was not anger, but more like a deep sense of confusion and surprise.
"Pure Land... is not a cage."
He shook his head gently, his voice still calm, but it seemed to carry the weight of the entire Pure Land world.
"Here is the resting place of the soul, the destination after a long journey.
It gives Eternity tranquility, not restraint."
His eyes fell on Naruto Wood Clone's eager posture, and continued, "And you are not prisoners.
You are the inheritors and fathers of hope and the possibility of change...
It is the existence of the future that many people have placed their trust in."
"Rest in peace? Return to home?"
Wood Clone's mouth curved into a sharp arc.
"When 'rest' and 'return' become preset, arranged, and even used as a tool to continue a certain Thousand-Year Cycle, what is the difference between it and a beautifully decorated cage?"
The Wooden Sword in his hand was slightly raised, and the tip of the knife was pointed at the Asura. It was not an attack, but more like a declaration gesture to cut off the illusion.
"As for the heirs of hope and change..."
"If this 'inheritance' means having to bear the thousand-year-old unfinished battle of your brothers, it means that our path, our bonds, and the future we want to create will always be shrouded in the fateful shadow of the reincarnations of Indra and Asura."
He took a step forward, and the pale "ground" under his feet seemed to tremble slightly from the trampling of the fiery will of the living.
"Then this so-called 'hope' is just another more refined Shackles!
Some people may be willing to be a canary singing hymns in this designated garden of destiny."
Wood Clone's voice was resolute, with unquestionable determination.
"But there will always be people who choose to be Golden Eagle, who will break into the seemingly indestructible cage even if their heads are broken and their bodies are broken to pieces.
Shinobi World's future doesn't need to be worried about by you guys who are no longer in the world!"
The moment he finished speaking, he moved.
Taijutsu exploded, leaving a faint afterimage of Golden on the spot. Wooden Sword has turned into a tearing pale Jade Green lightning, piercing Asura's face!
Before the blade arrives, the will to cut off fate and tear apart shackles has already arrived first!
Asura pupils shrink.
He didn't catch it forcefully, his figure was like catkins blown by the breeze, floating backwards with a lightness and speed that defied the laws of physics.
However, Wood Clone's knife followed him like a shadow, and the tip of the knife was always locked three inches before his throat, as if it had completely nailed that space.
"It's time for fate to end."
During the pursuit, Wood Clone's words came clearly to Asura's ears. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the rules that had been silent for thousands of years.
"Let your brothers Chakra--"
The sword's power suddenly changed, from a straight thrust to a horizontal slash. Jade Green's sword light drew a perfect semicircle, as if to cut off the invisible Threads of Karma!
"Leave me and Sasuke!"
Wooden Sword did not hit the body of Asura, but on the trajectory of the swing, it collided with a force of Wind Release!
There was no earth-shattering noise, only a dull low cry, as if the foundation of the world was being shaken.
Centered on the collision point, countless thin, light Golden lines appeared in the pale space, like glass cracks, appearing and disappearing in the void. These were the "scars" briefly revealed when the underlying rules of Pure Land were impacted.
Asura had appeared ten meters away. He did not fight back, but quietly looked at Naruto's Wood Clone. The gentleness in his eyes was finally replaced by a deep solemnity.
His white clothes moved automatically without any wind, and an indescribable aura began to fill his body.
"Naruto Uzumaki..."
Asura spoke slowly, and his voice was no longer just his own, but more like the whispering echo of Pure Land's will, "What you ask for is not a simple confrontation of strength, nor is it a settlement of personal grudges."
He raised one hand, palm up.
The pale shimmer gathered in his hands, not aggressive energy, but a gentle Chakra that contained the origin of creation, growth, and connection, but it was as vast as the sea and unfathomable.
"What you want to cut off is the thousand-year Threads of Karma set by your father to maintain the balance of Shinobi World and guide the destiny of Ninja;
It is an ancient mark engraved in the origin of Chakra; it is the 'other part of yourself' that has been intertwined and grown with your soul for fourteen years."
Asura's gaze penetrated Wood Clone, as if he saw the blond and blue-eyed Young Naruto body in the distant Mortal World.
"This is not a problem that can be solved by a battle. It involves the fundamentals of existence, the Law of reincarnation, and who you really are."
Wood Clone stood holding a knife, Six-Tomoe Rinnegan stared closely at the ball of light in Asura's hand that symbolized the origin of life.
He could feel that the nature of the opponent's power was completely different from that of any Mortal World enemy.
It is not violence used to destroy, but the power of existence like the earth carrying all things, trees taking deep roots, and rivers flowing endlessly. It is thick, long, and almost infinite.
"Fighting may not solve everything, but without the ability to fight, you will definitely fail.
Even if the path of the original body fails..."
Wood Clone took a deep breath, and fine Black Patterns began to appear on Wooden Sword.
That was a sign that he was trying to infuse the power of Yin-Yang Release into it.
"But at least, this is an attitude! It's a declaration! It's a way to tell the existence that has arranged a thousand-year script -"
A dazzling Golden Chakra arrogance erupted all over him, not Nine-Tails Mode, but the combination of the purer body Chakra and Rinnegan's pupil power, like a burning sun in this pale world.
"Our lives, our bonds, and our futures are written by ourselves!
Even if what we want to shake is the rules set by Sage of Six Paths and disrupt this so-called Pure Land!"
The next moment, he transformed into Golden Meteor again, and with the decisive will to cut off fate, he rushed towards Asura who was with Pure Land!
And Asura finally no longer just dodges. He waved his palm gently like a sigh, and the radiance containing the origin of life turned into countless flexible and tough pure white chains. It was not an attack, but more like it was meant to gently wrap, dissolve, and merge with the incoming blazing light.
"Then let me see what different 'answers' you have given birth to after inheriting this power, Naruto."
The silent collision created waves unprecedented in a thousand years in the pale Pure Land.
This is not only a test of strength, but also a fierce collision between two completely different concepts of existence and two understandings of "destiny" and "freedom".
The result may truly touch the ancient reincarnation called "Indra and Asura" that spans thousands of years.