Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 546 A Bag of Rice: This sword strike would have been very cool, what a pity.

in the audience.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's brow remained furrowed for a long time.

"Speaking of the previous dreams, weren't Madara and the First Hokage on good terms? How come things have deteriorated to this point so quickly?"

Danzo, sitting to the side, listened to these words but was unconvinced.

In his opinion, there was nothing strange about it.

Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju were essentially two completely different people.

One who sees far enough ahead understands that only by unifying the ninja world and firmly grasping power and authority can the endless conflicts be ended.

The other, however, always harbored unrealistic fantasies.

Even if two people like these unite for a time because they jointly established Konoha, they will eventually part ways due to their differing ideologies.

It's just a matter of time.

However, what happened on the screen made Danzo even more convinced.

No matter what world he's in, Madara sees further than anyone else.

Even if Hashirama Senju cannot understand it for the time being, he will eventually prove that Madara-sama was right.

"No matter which world he's in, Madara Uchiha is indeed an extremely dangerous person." Kakashi sighed solemnly.

He turned to Sasuke sitting beside him and earnestly advised, "Sasuke, you've seen it yourself. Madara Uchiha acts irrationally and is unpredictable. Now even his closest people no longer approve of him. Such a person is absolutely not worthy of your trust."

Naruto was sitting next to Sasuke, and as soon as Kakashi spoke, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"That's right, that's right! Kakashi-sensei is right! That spiky-haired guy doesn't look like a good person at all. He always has that stern face; he's clearly up to no good. Sasuke, you should go back to the village!"

Upon hearing this, Sasuke merely gave an impatient snort.

"What do you know?"

During this time, he spent every day with Uchiha Madara and believed that he understood the man better than those present who had only seen a few of his dreams.

Madara Uchiha was indeed stubborn and foul-mouthed, and he showed no mercy during training.

But all this time, Madara Uchiha not only didn't harm him, but instead trained him without reservation.

His Sharingan has made such progress in such a short time, and his strength has been able to break through the limits time and time again. Isn't all of that something he was forced out of him by Madara Uchiha?

Madara Uchiha might be dangerous, but not to him.

Compared to some people in the village who claim to be doing it for your own good but never tell you anything behind your back, Madara Uchiha is much more trustworthy.

"Stop with your pointless worries."

Sasuke raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and his face showed an unwavering stubbornness.

"I know exactly what I'm doing. Now that I've mastered Susanoo and touched the true power of the Sharingan, it won't be long before I can go and take my revenge on that man."

Obito, who was sitting not far away, heard these words and glanced at Sasuke.

This brat has only just helped Susanoo grow a few bones; he's barely gotten anywhere yet.

With such limited pupil power—ha! They really don't know their own limitations.

However, despite his disdain, Obito quickly turned his attention back to the screen.

He was also very curious as to why Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju in this dream suddenly turned against each other.

After all, for a long time before, the two of them were inseparable.

The scene shows the Hokage's office.

Madara Uchiha's anger gradually subsided.

Stay calm — the more bizarre the situation, the more you need to remain rational.

He closed his eyes and began to think based on the known clues.

Since that voice appeared directly in his mind, the first thing to check was naturally his body.

In the ninja world, chakra is required as a medium to activate any technique.

Whether it's illusions that manipulate the five senses or secret techniques that can invade another person's consciousness, as long as someone has tampered with it, it's impossible to leave no trace.

He couldn't believe that with his own perception, he wouldn't be able to detect even the slightest abnormality.

Madara Uchiha calmed his mind and focused his consciousness into his body.

The faint footsteps and chatter that could be heard outside the office gradually faded away.

His senses spread out little by little along the chakra pathways that covered his entire body.

Every meridian and acupoint was thoroughly examined.

As time passed, his brows furrowed more and more deeply.

Everything is normal.

The meridians are unobstructed, the chakra flows smoothly, and there are no traces left by any external chakra that forcibly invaded the body.

You could even say that the body in this dream is a replica of his peak performance in reality.

This discovery did not resolve his doubts; instead, it made things seem even stranger.

If that voice originated from some kind of ninjutsu, and if someone did indeed instill those thoughts into his consciousness in some way, then there should be chakra in his body that drives the technique.

Why is there nothing?

Madara Uchiha pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of another possibility.

The voice seemed to be directed not at his body, but at his consciousness.

Therefore, the chakra nature used to drive this power is most likely related to Yin Release.

"Yin Release—"

Madara Uchiha repeated it in a low voice, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.

He closed his eyes again, immediately changed the direction of his investigation, and focused all his attention on his brain and the Yin Release chakra derived from spiritual energy.

This time, he investigated even more thoroughly than before.

However, the result still disappointed him.

The Yin Release chakra flowing through his brain was very stable, and his aura was completely consistent with his own power.

"That's impossible."

Madara Uchiha opened his eyes, looking utterly confused.

There was no external chakra intrusion, and all the Yin Release chakra belonged to him.

Where is the problem?

He re-analyzed his previous findings several times, but still couldn't find the answer.

The sound seemed to be an integral part of his consciousness.

No matter how he investigated, he could not find a boundary that could distinguish the two.

However, he didn't have much time left.

This dream could end at any moment.

Perhaps he will wake up in a little while.

If he can't uncover what's hidden in the shadows before leaving, by the time he enters the dream again, he and Hashirama might already be standing at opposite ends of the Valley of the End.

The situation might even be worse than it actually is.

Thinking of this, Madara Uchiha's expression became increasingly fierce.

"Since conventional methods can't find you—so, how will you deal with this?"

Faced with absolute power, all pretense will eventually be torn away.

As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the jet-black pupils turned crimson, and the three tomoe spun rapidly along the pupils, then connected to form a complex and sharp pattern.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan!

With the enhancement of his pupil power, the chakra flowing through his brain became clearer than ever before.

If what lies behind the voice is hidden in the chakra that originates from him, then conventional investigations cannot simply separate it from the source.

Then let's just stop trying to figure it out.

Madara Uchiha drew out a highly compressed stream of chakra from his body and poured it into the meridians of his head against the normal flow direction, simultaneously crashing into the meridian nodes around the Open Gate and the Rest Gate!

Both the Open Gate and the Rest Gate are located in the brain.

These are not only the two checkpoints where the Eight Gates were first unleashed, but also the crucial points that govern consciousness and chakra control.

What he's doing right now isn't opening the eight gates, but rather creating vibrations in the brain's meridians.

As long as the voice remains within his consciousness and chakra, it is impossible to completely avoid this indiscriminate impact.

This behavior is tantamount to suicide.

boom!

The chakra, compressed to its limit, exploded in the brain's meridians.

Madara Uchiha's body swayed, and his vision instantly spun around, covered by a layer of crimson.

Blood seeped from the corners of his eyes, under his nose, and in his ear canals, dripping down his chin and splattering on the table.

The excruciating pain that penetrated to the very soul overwhelmed his consciousness in an instant, but it finally took effect.

At that very moment, a sharp cry of alarm suddenly exploded deep within his consciousness.

"You're a madman!"

Upon hearing that all-too-familiar voice, Madara Uchiha not only did not stop, but instead grinned upwards.

"finally found you."

With a violent tremor of Yin Release chakra, a small black shadow, no bigger than a palm, was shaken out from near the back of his neck.

A dark figure darted out, flashed past the wall, and rushed straight out of the half-open window.

"You damned rat, where do you think you're going!"

Madara Uchiha gritted his teeth and straightened up.

At this moment, blood was streaming down his face, his vision was so blurred that he could only see large overlapping shadows, and an unparalleled pain was coming from the depths of his brain.

But the man did not waver in the slightest.

With his eyesight temporarily impaired, he used his senses to firmly lock onto the shadowy figure.

The rapidly receding chakra aura was almost identical to his own power.

When hidden inside his body, it can blend into his chakra to avoid detection.

Now that breaking away has become an independent, mobile objective, there's no point in trying to hide it.

Recalling the events in reality and in his dreams, recalling how he and Hashirama went from being inseparable to drawing their swords against each other, and remembering the look of disappointment in Izuna's eyes when he left, Madara Uchiha understood perfectly well that the suspicion and anger he took as his true nature had been constantly being manipulated by this thing.

Unforgivable.

Madara Uchiha held nothing back, attacking with all his might from the start.

"Susanoo!"

With a roar, endless blue chakra surged from his body.

First came the skeleton, then the chakra cloak interwoven with flesh and blood like meridians, and finally a layer of ferocious armor.

The walls and ceiling of the Hokage's office were instantly burst open.

The entire Hokage Building collapsed amidst a deafening roar, sending debris and dust billowing into the sky.

The next moment, a blue, fully-formed Susanoo, towering over a mountain, with two faces and four arms, and clad in heavy armor, rose from the ground.

Each of the four giant hands held a chakra katana.

Screams and cries of alarm rang out from all directions, and nearby ninjas and civilians fled into the distance.

Inside the diamond-shaped crystal on the forehead of Susanoo, Madara Uchiha was covered in blood, his crimson Mangekyou Sharingan spinning rapidly, his senses still locked on the dark figure that swept across the rooftops of Konoha.

The audience was deathly silent.

No one expected that Madara Uchiha would suddenly injure himself in this suicidal way, and even less expected that he would summon the complete Susanoo in the center of Konoha the next moment.

"What was that dark shadow that just jumped out from him?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned, looking even more confused than Madara.

"Why would Madara go to such lengths to injure himself like this?"

Danzo's expression was equally solemn.

"Lord Madara would never do anything meaningless."

Kakashi found himself staring intently at the screen.

"He seems to have discovered something—"

Sasuke didn't think about why Madara Uchiha suddenly went berserk, nor did he care about the collapsed Hokage Building.

From the moment that blue giant appeared, his entire attention was completely taken over.

The Susanoo, towering above mountains, stands in the heart of Konoha, its entire body covered in heavy armor. Its two faces overlook the earth, and four enormous chakra swords gleam with power.

The visuals alone convey a power that seems to suppress the heavens and earth.

"This is—Uchiha Madara's complete Susanoo."

Sasuke murmured, his face filled with fervor.

He had seen Nisan and that man's Susanoo before.

The orange-red giant was so powerful that it inspired despair, leading him to believe that it was the limit of what the Sharingan could achieve.

This Susanoo of Madara Uchiha was several times larger than the orange-red giant I remembered.

In terms of both solidity and pressure, they are not even on the same level.

"Is this the true, complete form of Susanoo? —"

Sasuke felt his blood boiling.

If one day he could master his Susanoo to that extent—

All humiliation and hatred will be utterly crushed in the face of this power.

In the scene, the fully-formed Susanoo overlooks the streets of Konoha.

Despite his impaired vision, his senses remained fixed on the shadowy figure.

The aura was all too familiar, almost identical to his own chakra.

This means that the thing not only has a hidden place deep within his consciousness, but it also likely holds some kind of secret that even he doesn't know.

We must not let it escape.

"No matter what kind of monster you are—"

Madara Uchiha gritted his teeth, his Mangekyou Sharingan spinning frantically.

"They must all die here today!"

The complete Susanoo raised one of its right arms, held the chakra katana high, and slashed it down in the direction the black shadow was fleeing!

The blue sword light tore through the air, instantly covering half the sky.

If this sword were to fall, the dark figure would certainly be reduced to ashes, but large areas of streets and houses along the way would also be shattered, and the entire heart of Konoha would be reduced to ruins.

Just as the sword was about to hit the ground, a furious shout suddenly came from afar.

"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"

The earth trembled violently, and countless trees burst forth from the ground like raging dragons.

The tree trunks intertwined and merged into a giant wooden figure in the blink of an eye, a figure no less large than a fully-formed Susanoo.

As soon as the wooden figure took shape, it stepped forward to meet the descending sword light.

Two enormous hands came together from the left and right, firmly clamping down on the chakra katana that Susanoo was slashing down!

boom!

Two forces capable of destroying the world collided head-on above Konoha.

Blue chakra and wood chips shot out in all directions, the edges of the wooden figure's palms cracked one after another, and its feet sank into the ground under the immense force.

A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, swept outwards from the two giants, shattering the doors and windows of nearby houses, sending roof tiles flying into the air, and causing several nearby buildings to collapse in large sections.

Above the wooden figure's head, Hashirama Senju stared intently at Madara Uchiha within the crystal on his forehead, the veins on his temples throbbing incessantly.

He never expected that no sooner had he left the Hokage Building than Madara summoned the Complete Susanoo in the very center of Konoha and unleashed a sword strike capable of destroying everything in his path.

"Uchiha Madara!"

Hashirama's roar echoed throughout the entire Leaf Village.

"Are you crazy?"

"What exactly do you want?!"

"This is Konoha, the village we built with our own hands!"

Faced with Hashirama's obstruction, Madara Uchiha's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant, the dark figure used the chaotic chakra fluctuations around it to change direction and plunged into the dusty streets below.

The chakra fragments emanating from Susanoo spread all around, temporarily submerging the aura that shared the same origin as him.

Once Madara Uchiha regained his senses, the target that had been firmly locked onto had vanished without a trace.

Madara Uchiha's heart sank.

"Damn it!"

"Hashirama, you idiot!"

It was so close.

He was just a hair's breadth away from completely obliterating that rat that was lurking in the shadows and fooling him.

Madara Uchiha's intense resentment drove him to continue activating his eye power.

A sudden wave of dizziness overwhelmed his consciousness first.

"Well----"

Previously, he had suppressed the discomfort caused by the severe brain injury with his anger.

Now that the target has disappeared, my tense mind relaxes, and dizziness and excruciating pain surge up at the same time.

His body swayed, and it became difficult for him to even stand.

My vision gradually faded into darkness.

As he lost consciousness, the chakra that sustained Susanoo also ceased.

The towering blue giant froze in mid-air for a moment, then its armor began to disintegrate, turning into countless firefly-like blue specks of light that quickly disappeared into the world.

Losing his support, Madara Uchiha fell from the spot where the crystal on his forehead had been, plummeting straight down to the ground from the sky.

"spot!"

Hashirama Senju's pupils contracted.

Seeing his best friend fall from a great height, Hashirama's body reacted before he could think.

The chakra katana dissipated along with Susanoo.

The wooden figure immediately freed one arm, its enormous palm flipping upwards, passing over the scattered blue light spots, and steadily catching the falling Uchiha Madara.

Hashirama leaped down from the wooden figure's head and landed in the outstretched palm.

He quickly walked to Madara Uchiha's side, squatted down to check on him.

Soon, Hashirama froze on the spot.

Madara Uchiha lay weakly in the palm of the wooden doll.

The blood on his face was so mixed together that it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Blood continued to seep from his seven orifices, his breathing was disordered, his consciousness was blurred, and he was severely injured.

Hashirama Senju was momentarily stunned.

He merely caught the sword strike; he never launched an attack on Madara.

The wounds on Madara's body had already appeared before he summoned Susanoo!

"spot----"

Hashirama reached out and placed his hand on Madara Uchiha's shoulder, then touched the side of his neck.

Only then did he belatedly realize that his dear friend was in imminent danger.

"Someone! Quickly, go and call a medical ninja!"

In an instant, his anger vanished, leaving only surprise and worry.

"What are you doing, you idiot?"

Hashirama murmured something under his breath, then looked up at the devastated Konoha all around him.

The Hokage Building has been reduced to ruins, and the surrounding streets were mostly destroyed by the shockwaves generated when the two giants clashed.

The panicked villagers were fleeing into the distance, while ninjas were rushing towards the scene from all directions.

Hashirama Senju's eyes were extremely complex.

He understands spots.

Ban's temperament is indeed proud and stubborn, sometimes even crazy, but he would never do such a thing in the village he built with his own hands without a reason.

Something must have just happened.

There must be something he doesn't know that forced Madara to risk serious injury to unleash that sword strike in the heart of Konoha.