I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 788 The only constant truth in this world is that people, things, and events are constantly changing.

"Sage Art! Ryuo!"

The little trick he developed from the inspiration of the Frog Kumite unexpectedly came in handy. Although there was still some distance between them, and he would have had to be injured by the Truth-Seeking Ball to attack Obito, the distance was now erased, and the attack came from a distance.

"Bang!"

Obito was sent flying backward, and Minato transformed into a golden crow and landed behind him, pressing his Rasengan against Obito's back.

"Boom!"

With a burst of chakra, Minato used the Flying Thunder God Technique to return to Naruto's side and said to Tatsuma, "The Flying Thunder God Technique seal has been applied."

Tatsuma nodded, about to activate the Flying Thunder God Technique, when he noticed a white substance heading towards him. His Sharingan and Byakugan provided him with unparalleled observational abilities, and he instantly recognized it as a "lump of flesh".

There was also the Flying Thunder God technique seal on it. A kunai flew out from his hand and pinned the lump of flesh to the ground. Tatsuma said, "Before you branded the seal on it, did he separate that piece of flesh?"

"Yeah?"

Minato frowned, not expecting Obito to react so quickly. At this moment, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Obito's figure reappeared, looking somewhat disheveled, with mottled scars on his back and face.

But in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal. Obito looked at the lump of flesh, which instantly deformed and expanded, turning into claws that reached out to grab Tatsuma.

Chenma leaped back, formed a hand seal, then took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Sage Art! Fire Release! Great Dragon Fire Technique!"

"Boom!"

The fire dragon swallowed the claw whole, twisting and turning in the air. After a while, the fire died down, and the lump of flesh turned to ashes and scattered.

"The threat posed by separation is not significant, but we still need to be careful and use celestial magic to handle it. However..."

Tatsuma looked at Obito and said, "If that's all, I'm really disappointed. The Six Paths shouldn't just be all power."

Although Obito was very strong, Tatsuma couldn't sincerely praise him at this moment. The current Obito was not even as threatening as the original Obito.

"I'll make you understand."

Obito spoke in a hoarse voice, his pronunciation strange, almost like he was babbling. Tatsuma narrowed his eyes and said, "You're probably not Obito, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Obito tilted his head and looked at Tatsuma. Tatsuma formed the opposing hand seal with one hand, and his Sharingan started spinning wildly. The moment they met eyes, Obito's eyes widened, and then his body seemed to surge with the force of a bomb, rapidly swelling up.

On that now unrecognizable face, two eyes glared at Tatsuma, filled with hatred and anger.

"As expected, what I want to defeat is a truly powerful enemy, comparable to the Sage of Six Paths, not a beast like the Ten-Tails. Obito, don't disappoint me."

Tatsuma smiled, watching the growing resentment in Obito's eyes, and his Sharingan spun even faster.

"Wake up."

The most perfect sleep is one free from the disturbances of dreams, but for Obito, Tatsuma was a nightmare, disturbing his peaceful slumber just when he had finally fallen asleep.

In the silent spiritual world, Obito's consciousness gradually awakened, but the thoughtless state he was in when he first woke up activated the technique left behind by Tatsuma.

"Aaaaaah!!! No!!!"

"Squeak squeak squeak~"

Lightning pierced through, blood splattered, and Rin's final smile played out once again deep within Obito's consciousness at this moment.

Everything Obito saw was distorted, but every place he "saw" was Rin's death. Looking at Rin's relieved smile, Obito's consciousness began to ache.

Those were memories he didn't want to recall, the past he wanted to rewrite, an endless hell, a sinful reality.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Pain spread, and an external anger invaded, seemingly furious at his sanity. In his mental world, Obito reformed his body, while horrific scenes continued to unfold around him.

Despite being a physical manifestation of his spirit, he was drenched in cold sweat. At that moment, a monster tore through his mental world, staring menacingly at Obito.

"The Ten-Tails?!"

The moment Obito saw the Ten-Tails, he seemed to understand something. It wasn't that he and the Ten-Tails were responding to each other; it was just that the Ten-Tails had tricked him into becoming a Jinchūriki in order to escape its cage and take over his body.

"No one can stop me!"

Obito roared, becoming morbid and insane, staring at the Ten-Tails, and said, "Whether it's Uchiha Madara, Sakamoto Tatsuma, or you, the Ten-Tails, they're all the same, none of them can stop me!"

Lin.

He turned his head to look at Lin, who was suffering in his mental world. The madness on his face subsided, replaced by a look of infatuation and pain. He said, "I will definitely create a world with you in it."

Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps his mind was being influenced by his own consciousness, but Obito seemed to see Rin looking at him and smiling.

It was no longer a smile of relief before death, but an encouragement.

With a forced, awkward smile, Obito turned back to the Ten-Tails and said, "Beasts should be tamed, just as they groveled at the feet of the Sage of Six Paths, becoming the power I command!"

"roar!"

The Ten-Tails roared defiantly and then pounced on Obito. Obito's eyes widened, and the Mangekyou Sharingan in his eyes spun rapidly.

"Kamui!"

The space within the spiritual world was also torn apart, twisting together with the Ten-Tails into a chaotic mess.

Outside, Obito, who had swelled into a monster, also "curled inward" and transformed into a fleshy ball similar to the previous one, hovering in mid-air.

"Tatsuma, why?"

Minato looked at Tatsuma, speechless, seemingly wanting to blame him because Tatsuma was so irresponsible. He had finally learned something about the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, but now it was all unknown again.

"I was just telling the truth."

Chenma did not admit his mistake. People who reach high positions are often stubborn and selfish, and Chenma is no exception. Once he reaches a position where he no longer needs to compromise, he wants to do whatever he wants.

Perhaps they have changed from who they used to be, or perhaps their original intentions have changed, but the only constant truth in this world is that people and things are constantly changing.

Didn't Hashirama Senju also become the heartless man who put the cart before the horse, as Madara Uchiha described him? It's just that Hashirama's transformation met the expectations of more people, while Tatsuma's transformation only satisfied his own needs.

Minato frowned but didn't say anything more, since it didn't matter anymore.

Hashirama Senju, unlike Minato, was not as perceptive. Instead, he smiled and said, "You do indeed have Uchiha blood in your veins. Madara, like you, has a strong fighting spirit."

"I don't acknowledge his bloodline!"

Madara Uchiha, who had not participated in battles for a long time, suddenly spoke up, but his tone changed as he said, "However, I can only barely acknowledge your fighting spirit."

A battle without challenge is like a stagnant life—boring and making you want to leave.

However, if fighting spirit and talent don't match, it will become a joke. Let's prove it with facts. After today, will all of this be a laughing stock or a laughing matter?

"Today's victory will surely belong to the Allied Shinobi Forces. If you don't even have this much foresight, then you can only be described as blind. I'm not targeting you personally."

As Chenma spoke, he glanced at Madara Uchiha's empty eye sockets. Madara's expression turned extremely ugly, and he snorted and stopped talking.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the sphere suddenly exploded, and Obito, clad in a chakra cloak and holding a scepter, appeared before everyone. He opened his eyes and stared at Tatsuma.

"Sakamoto Tatsuma, what should I do? I want you to die sooner, but I also want you to witness my plan succeed."

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chakra much more stable than before, yet one that felt far more dangerous, erupted. Sensing this chakra, Tatsuma smiled and said:

"You're not exaggerating when you say this chakra is powerful enough to easily kill me. But surrendering has never been my style, so..."

I only want to kill you, or be killed by you.

"Hmph! How arrogant!"

Obito gently raised his hand, waving the scepter formed from the Truth-Seeking Ball, and said, "Then let me show you the power of the Sage of Six Paths."

(End of this chapter)