"Hahaha! That's great! That's so satisfying!"
At the bottom of the deep pit, Hashirama Senju stood with his hands on his hips, looking up at the sky and letting out a hearty laugh.
The laughter was as loud as a bell, causing the surrounding pebbles to tumble down.
He looked up, his eyes shining as he examined Kenya standing by the pit.
"Good lad! What did he eat to grow up with such a tough and domineering physique?!"
"If I had mastered Wood Release to look like you back in the day, Madara probably wouldn't have dared to activate Susanoo, hahaha!"
Regarding the incident of being brutally punched by his own great-grandson.
The First Hokage, renowned Shinobi World, showed no anger whatsoever; on the contrary, he was beaming with pride.
The powerful figures of the Sengoku period always revered only pure strength.
The younger generation can forge their own completely new path, and they are so powerful that they can even shatter the gods.
This would make him a million times more gratified than simply imitating his ancestors!
"The dead should just lie quietly in the ground and sleep."
Hashirama brushed the remaining dirt off his body, his eyes becoming incredibly clear and carefree:
"The world of the living should be ruled by the living themselves."
"Now that I am dead, I should no longer meddle in the grudges of your generation."
Standing to the side, Tobirama Senju still maintained his cold and stern expression.
But as he looked at Kenya's tall and imposing figure, a rare, extremely slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Tobirama his arms and slowly scanned the ruins of Konoha around him.
Finally, his gaze fell on the Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi was standing not far away, covered in cold sweat and bowing his head in shame.
With Tobirama's Shinobi World sharp mind.
Without needing to ask much, he had already guessed the current decline of Konoha and the neglect and suppression that the Senju Clan was facing.
"Although your fighting style is as crude and barbaric as a bandit without any rules..."
Tobirama gave a cold snort, but there was no trace of reproach in his tone; instead, it carried a hint of elder's approval.
"But I don't dislike this ruthless, all-powerful tactic."
"You could even say... that Konoha right now needs your kind of unreasonable domineering style!"
In front of all the Anbu and the Third Hokage present, Tobirama spoke loudly and without any hesitation:
"Listen up, descendants of the Senju Clan."
" Konoha was founded by us, but it is not a breeding ground for mediocre people to retire and consolidate their power!"
"If the Root of a large tree are completely rotten, crawling with selfish and greedy termites."
"Then don't hesitate, cut what needs to be cut, and clean up what needs to be cleaned up completely!"
These words struck the Third Hokage's heart like a resounding bell.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's face was ashen, his hand gripping the Adamantine Staff trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't even lift his head.
This was a purge order personally issued by the Second Hokage!
It is also the most legitimate transfer of power from the Senju ancestor to Senju Kenya!
"Click..."
With the complete annihilation of the brain-shaped incantation.
The last shackles of the technique that maintained the body Impure World Reincarnation shattered at that moment.
The surfaces of the two bodies, constructed from mud and scraps of paper, began to radiate dazzling, pure white light.
The contract for Impure World Reincarnation has been completely dissolved!
The soil turned into ashes and fell in a flurry.
Two magnificent souls, bathed in brilliant white light, slowly rose from the dust.
"Grandson, the name of the Senju Clan, and the future of this village, I entrust them all to you!"
Hashirama Senju laughed heartily amidst the white light, and waved casually at Kenya:
"Next time you go back to the village, remember to pour two jars of strong liquor at my grave!"
"I'm leaving now!"
Tobirama nodded slightly to Kenya, his gaze firm and gratified.
Two golden-white, sacred souls tore through the thick smoke that shrouded Konoha.
They transformed into two dazzling streaks of light, like shooting stars, soaring straight into the sky before gracefully returning to heaven!
What was left on the battlefield below was an unparalleled figure who swept across the Shinobi World and retired in triumph!
Orochimaru stood in the ruins behind him, his body stiff as iron, his face ashen.
His meticulously prepared trump card, his strongest killing move to murder his master and destroy Konoha.
Incredibly... it all vanished in the most ironic way possible!
Not only did it not harm the opponent in the slightest, it also earned Senju Kenya the public entrustment of his son by the First and Second Hokage!
"Call--"
A gentle breeze swept across the ruins, scattering the holy white light that drifted across the sky.
Kenya casually crumpled the empty rice cracker bag in his arms into a ball and tossed it into a mud puddle at his feet.
The white light completely dissipated.
The world returned to deathly silence.
Kenya turned around expressionlessly and stared intently at Orochimaru, who was trembling all over.