" Shinjutsu: Ōmikami Release!"
Madara Uchiha's roar exploded at the bottom of the lake, the sound waves causing the water to churn violently.
The sky over the entire Shinobi World suddenly changed color.
The once star-studded night sky was now covered by a giant golden net, and the moon appeared to be plated with gold, gleaming with a dazzling golden hue.
The chains that ran through Madara Uchiha's body suddenly snapped, emitting a sickening metallic groan.
The entire lake began to boil.
The sphere in Hatake Sakumo suddenly became scalding hot, Yukiko's face in the fragments of memory twisted, her gentle smile turning into a hideous demon.
"Mao... why... run away..." Countless voices screamed in his mind.
The lake surface suddenly exploded, and a column of water shot into the sky.
Hatake Sakumo was thrown over by the blast wave, his White Fang Short Sword bouncing crisply on the grass. He struggled to his feet and saw Yukiko floating in mid-air, her panel cracked and her veil burned to ash.
The face that resembled Yukiko peeled away like melting wax, revealing another face.
A pale panel, Byakugan without pupils, and a blood-red Tomoe slowly rotating between its forehead.
" Ōtsutsuki..." Hatake Sakumo's throat tightened. He had seen this kind of being in the Shinobi Alliance's files; it was Chakra plunderer from outer space.
The mask of feigned compassion has been completely torn off.
The creature looked down at him, its voice a mixture of countless human voices. "Foolish ant, how dare you disrupt a sacred ritual."
"Spot!"
Hatake Sakumo leaped into the lakebed, and the figure pierced by chains at the bottom of the lake was particularly conspicuous.
At that moment, the chains seemed to sense the intruder and immediately raised their heads like venomous snakes. Hatake Sakumo immediately drew his White Fang Short Sword, Chakra condensed into a dazzling white light on the blade.
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, slashing towards the chains, but was deflected the moment it made contact.
The chains of locks revealed a dense array of black runes, which defended against White Fang's attacks one by one, and even allowed him to launch counterattacks during the gaps in the flashes of the blades.
Before long, Hatake Sakumo was cracked from the force of the blow, and blood dripped down the hilt of his sword.
"It's no use..." Madara Uchiha's voice was barely audible.
Almost simultaneously, all living beings in the Shinobi World froze in place.
A ninja from Sunagakure, who was throwing Shuriken, suddenly let go, the sharp blade piercing his foot without him noticing. In Konoha izakaya, the arms of the people clinking glasses froze in mid-air. Even a newborn baby stopped crying and turned its eyes in the same direction.
"Blasphemer! die!!!"
Tens of millions of people murmured in unison, their voices echoing through the mountains.
At that moment, a sharp pain shot through Hatake Sakumo's hand, and blood dripped down the hilt of the White Fang Short Sword, blooming into dark red flowers on the sandy bottom of the lake.
He stared intently at the chains binding Madara Uchiha.
Each one gleamed with an eerie metallic luster, and the black runes on its surface writhed as if they were alive.
"I told you, it's no use."
Madara Uchiha's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, yet it carried an undeniable authority. "These are the roots of the God Tree... you can't cut them..."
Hatake Sakumo's breathing was heavy and labored as he looked up at the lake.
The figure that resembled Yukiko had been completely deformed.
Beneath the pale panel, bluish-green veins emerged; the pure white eyes had no pupils; and the blood-red Tomoe on the forehead slowly rotated, emitting an eerie light.
The entire lake began to boil, with bubbles rising from the bottom, carrying a pungent sulfurous smell.
Hatake Sakumo's boots sank into the soft lakebed, the scalding water washing over his ankles and burning his panel.
But instead of retreating, he took a step forward and raised his White Fang Short Sword once more.
"There must be a way, you just saved me..."
A twisted smile appeared on Madara Uchiha's mutilated face, and the rotting muscle tissue peeled away with the movement, revealing his stark white cheekbones.
"Three years... I've been waiting for this moment! Come closer, Konoha's White Fang..." His voice suddenly became clear, like a final burst of energy before death.
Hatake Sakumo hesitated for a moment before standing in front of Madara Uchiha, holding his White Fang Short Sword across his chest in a defensive stance.
Upon closer inspection, the condition of the spots was worse than expected.
The chains not only pierced through his limbs and torso, but also had hair-thin roots that burrowed into his seven orifices, forming a spiderweb-like black pattern under the panel.
"Look me in the eye, Konoha's White Fang, and I'll show you the truth of this twisted world."
Hatake Sakumo was speechless for a moment.
Given its current ghastly appearance, how can it possibly have eyes? How can we even begin to see it?
What he didn't expect was...
When Hatake Sakumo looked Madara Uchiha, the latter stretched out his withered fingers and gripped Hatake Sakumo's forehead tightly.
In an instant, a surge of intense Chakra flowed into his mind through his meridians, and countless fragments of memories flooded in like a tide.
The first thing I felt was the biting cold.
The dust from his Impure World Reincarnation fell off his body in a flurry.
Madara Uchiha opened his eyes and found himself standing on scorched earth. He moved his regenerated body and felt the long-lost power surging within him.
"Finally... he's resurrected."
A deafening explosion echoed in the distance, and the roar of the Ten-Tails resounded through the sky.
Madara Uchiha's gaze swept across the battlefield, seeing the Allied Shinobi Forces retreating steadily, and he quickly locked onto that familiar figure.
Obito Uchiha is currently being attacked by Kakashi and Naruto.
"Hmph, still as useless as ever." Madara Uchiha sneered, his hands rapidly Hand Seals, " Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence!"
Towering trees rise from the ground, their thick roots tearing through the earth, their lush branches and leaves obscuring half the sky.
Madara Uchiha stood atop the highest tree, the wind whipping up the hem of his battle robe, making it flutter loudly.
He looked down at the chaotic battle below, his Rinnegan reflecting the panicked figures of the ninjas.
"This is true power." Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a cold smile. " Hashirama, it's a pity you won't see this."
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
Obito Uchiha broke free from Kakashi's grasp and charged towards the Ten-Tails. The decisive action sent a chill down Obito's spine.
What's this kid up to?
Madara saw Obito place his hand on the Ten-Tails, and the next moment, an astonishing burst of Chakra erupted.
The Ten-Tails let out a painful roar, its massive body began to twist and deform, transforming into a flowing torrent of Chakra that surged into Obito's body.
A sudden gust of wind arose, changing the color of the sky Obito Uchiha's body hovered in mid-air.
After a painful struggle, the Chakra Cloak gradually formed, and nine jet-black Truth-Seeking Orb emerged from its back.
Madara Uchiha could clearly sense it.
That power was rising at an astonishing rate, soon approaching the level of the Sage of Six Paths.
"Hahaha!"
Madara Uchiha suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh tinged with madness. "Interesting! It seems my pawns are more capable than I imagined!"
In his mind, it didn't matter who became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, as long as the plan succeeded.
However, what happened next was completely unexpected by Ban.
Obito, who became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, did not use Infinite Tsukuyomi as planned. Instead, he suddenly turned to Black Zetsu and grabbed it by the neck.
" Obito! Are you insane?" Madara Uchiha angrily.
Obito Uchiha slowly turned his head, his Mangekyō Sharingan his left eye and his Rinnegan in his right eye rotating simultaneously, emitting an eerie glow.
"Madara... do you know? Black Zetsu has been lying to us all along..."
"What?"
" Eye of the Moon Plan... it's a complete lie!"
Obito Uchiha's voice suddenly rose, filled with years of suppressed anger, " Black Zetsu is Kaguya's will; it only wants to use us to resurrect its mother!"
Madara Uchiha frowned. "Nonsense! The inscription on the stone tablet clearly states..."
"The stone tablet has been tampered with!" Obito Uchiha him, his right hand tightening suddenly, Black Zetsu struggling painfully in his grasp.
"I've known about this for years, and now... I can finally stop hiding it!"
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's breathing became rapid.
His long-held beliefs were shaken, causing a brief period of confusion in his thinking.
He did have doubts at first, but at that time he didn't have many choices, so he could only bite the bullet and keep going.
As long as the Rinnegan remains, the boundary of death does not exist for me, and I will find the right way someday.
But now...
Just then, something unexpected happened. Obito Uchiha's body suddenly began to tremble violently, and he clutched his forehead in pain. "Aaaaah! What... is this...?"
Madara Uchiha was surprised to see this.
Obito Uchiha's forehead slowly cracked open, and a golden eye was taking shape.
The pupils of those eyes displayed peculiar spiral patterns, radiating an eerie light that seemed to belong to another world.
at the same time.
The moon in the sky suddenly turned golden, and a beam of light descended from the sky, completely enveloping Obito.
"What... kind of power is this...?"
Madara Uchiha in shock at everything before him, sensing a Chakra he had never seen before awakening within Obito's body!
When the light faded, Obito had completely changed.
The panel turned as pale as paper, the golden eye on its forehead slowly rotated, and there was a short horn on each side. The Truth-Seeking Orb floating behind it emitted a heart-palpitating fluctuation.
" The Infinite Tsukuyomi is wrong... but I've found a better way..." Obito Uchiha's voice became ethereal and distant, as if it came from another dimension.
Madara Uchiha took a step back warily, his hands unconsciously forming a defensive stance. "Who are you?"
Obito Uchiha did not answer, but slowly raised his hand and formed a hand seal that Madara had never seen before.
The hand seals were so complex they were dazzling; the posture of each finger defied the conventional Hand Seals rules of Ninjutsu.
" Shinjutsu: Ōmikami!"
As Obito whispered, the entire battlefield suddenly froze.
The ninjas' running movements froze in mid-air, the light of their Ninjutsu remained still, and even the falling leaves hovered in place.
Madara was shocked to discover that everyone's eyes had turned the same gold as Obito's!
"What... what have you done to this world?" Ban Li demanded, his voice trembling slightly.
"I gave them true peace... lasting peace..."
Obito Uchiha in the air, looking down at Madara Uchiha.
As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha suddenly felt dizzy. He was horrified to discover that his consciousness was being eroded by some kind of force.
It felt like someone was scraping away his memories and will bit by bit with a dull knife.
"No... this isn't right..." Ban bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to stay awake. "This isn't peace... this is..."
In his final moments of consciousness, Madara Uchiha saw Obito reach out to him, and countless golden chains shot out from the void, binding him tightly.
Before plunging into darkness, Madara Uchiha heard Obito's last words.
"Sleep now, Madara... When you wake up, you'll understand... this is the world that humanity truly yearns for..."
Then came darkness, as if eternal darkness enveloped my entire body.
When Uchiha regained consciousness, he found himself imprisoned at the bottom of a lake, with dozens of chains piercing his body and soul, preventing him from breaking free.
At the same time, through the murky lake water, he could sense that terrible changes were taking place in the outside world.
The world seems to have truly become peaceful; everyone has opened their hearts and completely trusts others.
The ninjas of Sunagakure use Wind Release to blow bubbles and make children laugh; the Anbu of Kirigakure help an elderly person cross the street; and the Raikage of Kumogakure performs a song and dance for representatives from various countries...
Everyone wore the exact same smile, the angle of their upturned lips perfectly synchronized.
But Obito Uchiha. No one remembered him, as if he had never existed at all!
The most terrifying thing was that Madara Uchiha found himself starting to find these scenes beautiful; clearly, that strange power was eroding his consciousness and trying to change his perception.
"No... this isn't right..."
Madara Uchiha resisted with his last ounce of willpower.
Thinking back to the final battle with Hashirama, and to the true peace I sought.
Relying on these memories, he managed to hide a portion of his Chakra before it was completely controlled.
Day after day, year after year.
Madara Uchiha waited, waiting for a change to occur, and continued to search for Obito's location, but to no avail.
However, it was discovered that many people who had died had been resurrected.
However, each of those people had their own role, with most providing Chakra.
But there are exceptions...
For example, the members of the Uchiha Clan provide Sharingan power for techniques, while the beings of the sacred land provide Senjutsu Chakra.
I just don't know what it's for.
Obito Uchiha, who had already become the second Sage of Six Paths, was invincible in this world, so it's unlikely that he was motivated by strength.
If that's the case, then it's highly likely that maintaining a spell requires a long and continuous energy output.
This gave Madara Uchiha of hope, an opportunity and chance to break the technique.
Until three days ago.
He discovered Hatake Sakumo, some of whom were completely unaffected.
He knew his chance had come!
Unfortunately... it ultimately failed!
"Do you understand now?"
In reality, Madara's voice was hoarse, and the fingers pressing against Sakumo's forehead began to char. " Obito used the Ōmikami to alter humanity's perception, replacing memories of war with a false peace..."
"I do not approve of this kind of peace! Just as I do not approve of Infinite Tsukuyomi now..."