As streams of light rushed to the front line, one by one Shinobi World strong men who were once famous entered the battlefield.
They looked ahead--
Broken scorched earth, torn ground, collapsed mountains, intertwined bloodstains...
And the one standing in the sky, burning like the scorching sun - Yemu.
That aura was as unattainable as Deity, which made all Impure World Reincarnation strong people present feel their hearts sink.
Tobirama Senju looked around with a gloomy expression.
"This is... a battlefield after being ravaged?"
He looked at the traces of space collapse on the ground and couldn't help but whisper, "Who on earth... can push the battle line to this point?"
"Is this the reason for Fourth Shinobi World War this time?"
"It actually requires all of us who have died long ago to be revived... before we can barely gather the strength to fight?"
Tobirama Senju This is the first time we have encountered such a large-scale war.
Five Nations coalition forces, unheard of.
Hashirama Senju also frowned, his eyes fell on the old rival Madara Uchiha beside him, his tone was solemn and probing. "Madara, you should know who the enemy is this time, right?"
"I see you're not surprised at all."
Madara Uchiha raised the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly, and pointed his finger to the sky.
There, there was a vast golden light and thunderous winds.
"That's the guy."
"Yemu--"
"Three years ago, he almost penetrated the entire Shinobi World; now that he has returned, he is even more terrifying than he was three years ago."
Madara Uchiha hummed softly, his tone calm but concealing undisguised excitement:
"To be honest, I fought with him, just three years ago."
Madara Uchiha is very curious about the expression this guy Hashirama Senju will have if he is beaten violently by Yemu.
Hashirama was silent for a moment when he heard this.
He felt the Chakra waves released from the High Altitude, which were as golden as the sea and like the way of heaven.
For a moment, Hashirama Senju's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he finally sensed something, and murmured:
"Wait a minute, this breath..."
"Looks familiar?"
Tobirama Senju, his face changed.
He looked at the golden-eyed silver-haired ninja standing alone in front of thousands of troops in the sky, and his tone suddenly became solemn:
"That breath... seems to be something I captured from my soul perception when Konoha was fighting among themselves three years ago."
"At that time, he was not so powerful."
"Could it be..."
Tobirama Senju said slowly, word by word:
"He is the... mysterious masked man who caused the entire system of Konoha to completely collapse?"
"The masked boy... I remember."
Hashirama Senju frowned and finally recalled:
"It's that guy."
"I didn't expect that in just three years... Is it already strong enough to defeat Shinobi World alone?"
Minato Namikaze did not participate in the discussion.
His eyes quickly moved around the battlefield, and he soon noticed the area where Team Konoha was located in the distance.
Moreover, after seeing a blond boy, there was an obvious fluctuation in his eyes.
Naruto Uzumaki...
His own son is still alive.
"Have all Shinobi World strong men of all ages come out?"
"It's interesting."
Yemu noticed that Akatsuki's people were stealing.
However, with Land of Iron's full strength defending over there, Yemu is not worried at all.
He can just hold the front alone.
Boom--!
A golden stream of light cut through Firmament, wrapped in thunder and storm, and fell in front of the strong Impure World Reincarnation in an instant.
The sky and the earth turned pale, the air waves rolled, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.
Yemu's footsteps fell lightly, and the ground was cracked. His silver-white hair was flying, his golden eyes were like divine flames, and he looked down at everyone with calm eyes:
"The deceased--"
"I'm not qualified to speak."
"Go back wherever you came from."
As soon as the words fell, the murderous intention suddenly spread, like an army Kamui crushing the nine heavens.
Tobirama Senju frowned, as calm as he was, he also noticed something was wrong at this moment.
This silver-haired boy--
There is obviously no strong murderous intention in his body, but it makes people's hearts shrink and their souls tremble. Even as Impure World Reincarnation, he can feel the pressure.
"This guy... his aura can already suppress the soul? What level... is he at?"
Hashirama looked at Yemu's back and spoke in a complicated tone.
"Are you the culprit who started the Shinobi World war?"
"Why do you do this? You obviously have unrivaled power, why can't you use this power for protection and peace?"
Hashirama's eyes were sincere, he was sincerely persuading.
"Yemu... Don't be obsessed with it."
"A peaceful world, wouldn't it be nice?"
Hearing this, Yemu lowered his head and glanced at Hashirama. There was no contempt or anger in his eyes, only an inaccessible indifference and overlooking:
"Peace? The peace you are talking about means that the weak survive and the strong maintain stability."
"You think that's peace - but you don't know, it's just an excuse to prolong life for decay."
"I don't believe in your so-called peace, and I disdain your kindness."
Yemu's gentle tone makes people feel like they are falling into an ice cave:
"Shinobi World, it's time for true rule."
"It's not an excuse for you dead people to linger on this world."
At this time, Madara Uchiha suddenly chuckled, took a step forward, and his eyes were meaningful:
"Hashirama, did you hear that?"
"This is the strong man of the new era."
"The ideals of peace you once wanted to create are now trampled underfoot by new monsters."
"How are you going to deal with it?"
In the dust, brothers Kinkaku and Ginkaku slowly came to the top of the mountain.
They were wearing old Land of Lightning battle armor, their auras were violent, and the ground under their feet seemed to be cracked and shattered by their Chakra air waves.
The two of them looked at the silver-haired boy who was independent of Wan Jun on the other side of the battlefield, and their expressions were not very good.
Kinkaku frowned:
"Hey, Ginkaku... is that guy really human?"
Ginkaku gritted his teeth in displeasure:
"Damn, this aura is so strong."
Kinkaku is holding the Seven Star Sword, with a trace of dissatisfaction and unwillingness flashing in his eyes:
"We are the legendary ninjas, Land of Lightning's symbol of war, ruthless characters who can even swallow Nine-Tails Chakra."
"The result is good now, being called back as cannon fodder to deal with this kind of monster?"
Ginkaku nodded in agreement and whispered gloomily:
"And look at the way Yemu looks, he doesn't take us seriously at all."
"Impure World Reincarnation or legends, in his eyes they are just a bunch of expired corpses."
Kinkaku flicked his cloak and snorted coldly:
"This kid is so arrogant, doesn't he look more awesome? He really thinks he is a god??"
Ginkaku sighed and whispered:
"Don't be so impulsive. That guy is not simple. There are many strong people around Impure World Reincarnation."
Kinkaku was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Hmph... No matter how strong he is, he is still just one person."
"We, Gold and Silver Brothers, will not yield to anyone-!!"