"Madara-sama, it's a pity for Obito." Black Zetsu looked regretful, his hand covering White Zetsu's mouth to prevent him from saying anything that would make him and Madara constipated.
"It's not a pity." A cold light flashed in Uchiha Madara's eyes. He slowly stood up and looked at the dark cave entrance.
"There is no disciple, but here is the master. Orochimaru, is that the name? You are really brave."
Snap, snap, snap.
Crisp applause sounded in the cave.
Orochimaru, dressed in white, appeared in the cave, just like the clear moonlight shining into the dark world.
"As expected of one of the strongest in the Warring States Period, the strongest of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Madara."
Orochimaru lowered his hands, his eyes shining.
Although Uchiha Madara is getting old, his domineering aura is still there.
In reality, people have more desire to win than in comics.
"Do you know me?" Madara looked at Orochimaru expressionlessly, and a pair of three magatama sharingan eyes slowly appeared.
"Of course." Orochimaru met Uchiha Madara's gaze nonchalantly and continued:
"A strong man on the same level as the Ninja God Senju Hashirama."
"The leader of the Uchiha clan who co-founded Konoha Village."
Uchiha Madara was tired of hearing these shallow historical opinions.
In his opinion, the boring thing about being a legend is that——
While you are still alive, there will always be people who will tell you what you have accomplished over and over again.
"The only owner of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan."
!
Orochimaru continued, ignoring Madara's surprised expression.
"After the Sage of Six Paths, he is the second ninja with the Samsara Eye."
Uchiha Madara's expression finally changed.
Even Black Jue's pupils trembled.
Demon Slayer-Lei: This wave, what should I say?
One person - Russell: This wave of BKing belongs to the snake giant. Madara's concentration power is not deep enough.
Harry Potter: There is one thing to say, indeed.
"How did you know?" Uchiha Madara magatama turned.
The black head of magatama blends into the tail, the head becomes hollow, and the tail grows and connects with the head.
The vine pipes behind him kept squirming, and Uchiha Madara's shriveled body slowly inflated like a balloon.
Orochimaru's expression remained unchanged.
Uchiha Madara's back-up plan was naturally within his calculations.
Anyone who really thought he was going to die soon would probably be killed by Uchiha Madara in the blink of an eye.
"Madara-senpai, I am a ninja and a researcher of ninjutsu."
Orochimaru also revealed his Mangekyō Sharingan, and a circle of golden light added a divine quality to his elegant temperament.
"After I took out Nagato's Rinnegan, I found that it is very similar to the Uchiha bloodline."
Orochimaru happily introduced his research and development path to Uchiha Madara.
Although the results were known based on the original work, the verification during the experiment gave him a deeper understanding of the power of ninja blood.
"Of course, these eyes are very similar to the bloodline of the Thousand Hands clan."
"It's like two bloodlines fused together."
Uchiha Madara's face became more and more gloomy, chakra rose up in his body, and his white hair rose without the wind.
The wrinkles and age spots on his body have disappeared, his skin has become smooth and healthy, and his teeth have even grown in.
"Presumably Madara-senpai knows this better than me."
"With Nagato's consent, he and I transplanted the Sharingan and part of the Senju clan's blood at the same time."
Orochimaru looked at Uchiha Madara's shocked eyes and smiled: "I want to see if I can develop a pair of samsara eyes."
Not to mention Uchiha Madara, even Black Zetsu was dumbfounded.
When will the Samsara Eye be mass-produced?
Ninjas have been around for nearly a thousand years, and there are only two pairs of them.
Looking at Orochimaru's posture, are you going to make a third or fourth pair?
"What a terrible junior." Uchiha Madara regained his composure.
He stretched out his right hand, raised his head and said to Orochimaru:
"Do you want to join me? If you want to do research, my body can also cooperate with you, how about it?"
Orochimaru raised his eyebrows and looked at Uchiha Madara with his golden eyes.
That arrogant enthusiasm and self-centered sincerity...
All I can say is that he is worthy of being Uchiha Madara.
"Madara-senpai, we can be collaborators." Orochimaru declined.
"Are you rejecting me?"
"As you can see."
Uchiha Madara sneered, the Mangekyō Sharingan rotated, and a strange wave spread to Orochimaru.
"No one can reject me, my will is the will of the world."
Orochimaru felt that his soul was separated from his body. His consciousness was still there, but his whole body was not in control.
Illusion?
Golden light flashed in Orochimaru's eyes, and the barrier that separated his soul shattered.
Uchiha Madara groaned, and a drop of blood seeped out of the corner of his eye.
"You can actually destroy my phantom prison barrier from the inside? Is it the power of these eyes?"
Uchiha Madara showed an interested smile, "Yes, you successfully aroused my fighting spirit."
"One of the abilities of Kaleidoscope is to break the illusion." Orochimaru slowly raised his hands, synchronizing with Uchiha Madara's movements.
The two people's sharingan eyes each emitted light, and their hands formed phantom seals.
Fire Escape·The powerful fire is extinguished!
With exactly the same movement, the two of them sprayed blazing waves of fire at each other at the same time.
The two flames collided together, burning the entire cave red.
The flames surging upward burned the soil on the cave wall, and sparkling powder fell down.
The head of the heretic demon statue protruding from the rock flickered in and out of light under the firelight, silently staring at all this.
Black Zetsu and White Zetsu hid in the soil behind the heretic golem.
The moisture in their bodies was almost dried out, and they still have lingering fears.
"Wow, this person's strength is not inferior to Madara-sama, I don't know what the difference is."
Bai Jue muttered.
Everyone present heard it.
One-Russell: 6
Demon Slayer - Tired: 6
Harry Potter: 6
"Senior Madara, your companion is very interesting to talk about."
Orochimaru and Uchiha Madara stopped at the same time.
The two seemed evenly matched, but Orochimaru knew better.
If Madara was in his prime, he wouldn't be able to form the same seal as him with his B-level fire escape ninjutsu just now.
"Hmph." Uchiha Madara had no reason to admit that his strength was not at its peak.
On the contrary, his eyes only showed the excitement of meeting his opponent.
Susanoo!
The two half Susanas emit strong chakra fluctuations.
Rocks were continuously shaken down and piled up between Orochimaru and Madara, forming a wall.
Uchiha Madara's Susanoo is sky blue, wearing samurai armor and holding two swords.
The texture of the armor is delicate and has a solid and heavy feel.
Lansuzuo pulled back his hands, then swung two samurai swords and slashed forward.
Kanesu Sa is holding the enlarged Kusanagi sword in his right hand, using the sword as a spear, stabbing straight in the middle.
The earthen wall shattered.
The tip of the Kusanagi sword is right in the center where the two katana swords intersect.
The ear-piercing roar made Black and White Jue's ears hurt, the cave trembled again, and many rocks fell down.
The rock hasn't hit the ground yet.
The katana and Kusanagi swords clashed wildly, and the sound waves and hurricanes generated by the collision instantly shattered the rocks.
A sandstorm raged in the cave, and the rock and soil on the body of the heretic demon was shattered by the storm, revealing its original body.
It was sitting cross-legged, with its huge hands on its chest and its legs crossed.
Madara Uchiha was standing on its feet, half of Susana was less than the tip of the golem's elbow.
"Hahaha, Orochimaru, I remember you." Madara Uchiha laughed wildly.
"You are the first person to try to enter the realm of gods as a mortal."
"Your other ability should be the same as mine, right? Strengthen everything about yourself."
Orochimaru smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I named him Tian no Gochu."
In the imperial palace, the ruler of the world.
"Nice taste." Uchiha Madara looked at Orochimaru with admiration.
He looked down at his hands, and the skin on his arms shriveled again, and sighed:
"It's time. I'm the one who spoiled it."
"I think you win this round, Orochimaru." Madara Uchiha said loudly.
His body is aging, but his spine remains straight.
"If you have any demands, feel free to make them. This is the right of the victor."
Orochimaru looked at Madara's frank eyes and couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"I think the unlimited monthly reading plan is a bit inappropriate. Let's discuss it together when we have time."
"Oh? You know this too?" Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, then laughed and said:
"That's right, you also have these eyes, so you can naturally understand the words on the stone tablet."
"But it's really embarrassing for the descendants of the Uchiha clan to be unable to protect their ancestral temple."
Uchiha Madara stretched out his hand, and Zetsu who was stuck in the soil was pulled out by invisible gravity, and was directly held by Susana in his hand.
"I agree. However, this is not a request. Since you are interested in Bai Jue——"
With a move of his finger, the katana split the black and white Zetsu, and then with a flick of the blade, the white Zetsu flew directly towards Orochimaru.
"Ah, I'm torn apart~~~" Bai Jue formed a large character in the air, and stuck to the golden whisker with a 'pop' sound.
Uchiha Madara twitched his face and continued: "I'll give it to you."
After saying that, the Heretic Golem and Black Jue disappeared with him.
There was no warning, and the barrier Orochimaru put up showed no reaction.
So cautious, Madara.
The excitement in Orochimaru's eyes slowly subsided, and then he sealed the confused Bai Zetsu in the scroll.
(End of chapter)
