"That's..."
Ōnoki's pupils contracted sharply, disbelief filling his face. "H-how is this possible... He actually summoned someone like him?!"
The Fourth Raikage also stared fixedly at the figure in red armor, veins throbbing at his temples as he rasped:
"Madara... Uchiha?!"
A deathly silence fell over the world.
That name was like a nightmare awakened once more.
It sent waves of shock crashing through every ninja present.
The legendary Asura of the Ninja World-
Orochimaru had actually summoned him through Impure World Reincarnation!
"Have you lost your mind, Orochimaru?!"
Ōnoki whipped around and growled, unable to keep his voice from trembling.
But Orochimaru merely licked his lips, a smile of utter madness spreading across his face:
"I merely... lifted the coffin lid a little."
At that moment, the Fourth Raikage finally realized that this war...
Had spiraled far beyond anything they could control.
Yemu slowly descended from the sky.
His black robes fluttered in the wind. Before his feet even touched the ground, his presence had already silenced the wind and thunder all around.
His Tenseigan gazed quietly at Madara Uchiha, like a deity appraising a mortal.
Madara Uchiha's attention was immediately drawn to him.
For the first time since emerging through Impure World Reincarnation, he wore such a focused expression.
"You-"
"Your eyes... are quite unusual."
"Those eyes..."
"I've never seen them before."
There was a trace of genuine interest in Madara Uchiha's voice, a curiosity shared only between the strong.
"State your name."
Madara Uchiha's voice was low, carrying the unquestionable authority of a king.
Yet Yemu merely gave him an indifferent glance, his expression unruffled.
"My name?"
Yemu spoke softly, his tone carrying absolute confidence and indifference.
"If you can survive facing me..."
"Then we can discuss everything else."
Madara Uchiha's gaze flickered. "You've got some nerve,