Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

The Qilin, carrying a world-destroying power, descended from the sky and crashed violently into the space in front of it.

Just as a mirror was shattered by a heavy hammer, that void crumbled inch by inch under the bombardment of lightning.

The narrow gap between life and death was completely exposed to the sunlight at this moment.

A massive shockwave swept through the entire forest, turning trees within a radius of several miles into dust.

"I know I can't stop you."

Madara raised his head, looking at the purple Susanoo standing in the outside world, and said calmly, "I never thought this space would be so useless."

"So soon, we've come face to face."

Sasuke dispelled Susanoo and landed in front of Madara.

"The dead should not affect the living."

Sasuke looked at Madara and said, "Uchiha Madara, you've crossed the line."

"Crossing the line?"

Ban shook his head, his tone resolute.

"The strong decide the world."

He stood up from the boulder and looked down at Sasuke.

"Whether dead or alive, anyone who possesses power has the right to determine the course of this world."

"Rules are the excuses the weak use to protect themselves, while the strong are the ones who make the rules."

Madara paused for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at Sasuke.

"Uchiha Sasuke, there's no denying that you will earn my respect."

"Before I saw you, I thought that people like me and like Hashirama Senju would never appear in this world again."

"Even if there is, it would be a thousand years from now, like the long years that separate the Sage of Six Paths, myself, and Hashirama."

"But then you appeared."

A fanatical light gleamed in Madara's eyes.

"At the age of thirteen, he possessed power surpassing that of a Kage-level expert, even touching the edge of that realm..."

"You are a true genius, better than me and Hashirama."

He formed a hand seal with one hand, and the massive amount of chakra within his body began to be mobilized wildly.

"But unfortunately, you're on the wrong path."

Chapter 250 Heavenly Obstruction and Zhenxing

Sasuke remained silent, staring coldly at Madara without the slightest ripple in his eyes.

He had long since given up on trying to persuade the other party.

With Madara Uchiha's intelligence, he must have known that the so-called genjutsu world was fake, but he still clung to it, which was nothing more than wishful thinking and obsession.

Since language cannot communicate, the only way to end this is through force.

"I was planning this before I died, until I met Obito and Nagato, who were two slightly suitable candidates."

Madara Uchiha continued speaking, his eyes cold and stern. His other hand was forming hand seals, chakra surging, and a dazzling blue light was born beneath his feet, soaring into the sky.

"Susanoo?"

A massive skeleton, enveloped in flame-like blue chakra, appeared out of thin air, rapidly constructing and collapsing to firmly protect his body.

"Obito was responsible for guiding and collecting the power of the Tailed Beasts."

"Once everything is ready, I will have Nagato, whom I have given the Rinnegan, revive me."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the rapidly forming blue giant.

Sure enough, that was what this guy had planned from the beginning.

The Susanoo used by Madara Uchiha was completely different from the one Obito had used before.

It became larger and more solid, and in the blink of an eye, muscles grew on its bones, and it was covered with heavy armor.

The semi-transparent skeleton transformed into a god of war that was almost tangible, completely concealing and protecting Madara's body.

"I don't know if it's their incompetence or your appearance that has messed everything up."

Madara stood at the center of Susanoo's forehead, looking down at Sasuke with displeasure.

“You defeated Nagato and implanted Hashirama’s cells into Obito, but he was still powerless.”

“I even fooled those two guys, Hashirama and Tobirama. You, who know nothing about the truth and the facts, have ruined my plans one after another.”

"This is really infuriating."

Sasuke gripped Indra tightly in his hand, gazing up at the hundreds-of-meters-tall blue giant, his tone remaining calm.

"May I take these words as your final words before your defeat and death?"

"Do not."

Madara Uchiha shook his head, and Susanoo shook its head along with him. "I'm telling you this only to acknowledge that you are an interesting opponent and someone I should take seriously."

He paused for a moment, then lowered his head to look at the silent Yakushi Kabuto.

"Little one, let's begin."

Upon hearing this, Kabuto raised his head, formed a hand seal with one hand in front of his chest, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

As he moved, a distinctive white Zetsu emerged from the shadows behind him.

This White Zetsu's aura was completely different from ordinary ones; strange patterns flowed across its body surface, emanating a rich aura of natural energy.

This is a special offering that Yakushi Kabuto specially developed using Hashirama cells and infused with a large amount of natural energy.

Compared to the previous defective products, this body is better able to restore the peak power of Hashirama Senju during his lifetime.

"Reincarnation in the Impure World".

Dou whispered softly.

The unique white Zetsu began to tremble violently, and countless dust and scraps of paper surged up from the ground, enveloping it layer by layer like a greedy swarm of ants.

The eerie aura of the dead coming back to life once again permeated the ruins.

Not far away, Orochimaru watched this scene, opening his mouth as if to speak.

"Kabuto, why are you doing this?"

"Betray me? Or is it simply a desire for greater power?"

Kabuto lowered his head again, pushed up his glasses, and the reflection from the lenses obscured his eyes.

"Lord Orochimaru, do you still remember the True Waterfall of Kumogakure?"

"Hmm?" Orochimaru frowned slightly.

“There, I want to see…” Kabuto’s voice was somewhat ethereal, “what my true self is like.”

"I have always been imitating you, imitating Scorpion, imitating everyone."

"But I found that no matter how I imitated, I was just an empty shell."

"So, I want to see what happens when I stop imitating anyone and do something solely based on my own will..."

"What will I become?"

Orochimaru looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then shook his head indifferently.

"Do as you please."

"However, you should first think about how to deal with Sasuke's punishment after he defeats Madara Uchiha."

As he said this, he chuckled.

"That child is not a magnanimous person."

"Lord Orochimaru, do you think Sasuke will win?" Kabuto Yakushi smiled with narrowed eyes, seemingly unconcerned about his fate.

"Madara Uchiha is indeed capable."

Orochimaru looked at the arrogant giant and sincerely admired him, "Playing with life and death, stirring up the world's storms even in death."

"If it were me, with that power and knowledge, I probably wouldn't have done any better than him."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Sasuke, his eyes burning with even greater fervor.

"But Sasuke is different. He possesses a power that transcends the common sense of this world."

Kabuto nodded thoughtfully, then fell silent and refocused his attention on the incantation in his hands.

The center of the battlefield.

Sasuke stared indifferently at the Edo Tensei body that was taking shape.

He released his grip, letting the "Indra" fall straight down, its tip piercing the ground.

“Obito also once mastered the power of Susanoo.”

Sasuke raised his head and looked directly into Madara's eyes. "What makes you so confident? Is it because of the Rinnegan?"

"The same power will have drastically different effects in the hands of different people."

Madara Uchiha spoke with arrogance, a kind of absolute confidence that came from his very soul.

"Just like Wood Release, Hashirama Senju wasn't the only one to possess this bloodline limit, but in the end, only he became the God of Shinobi."

"And I..."

Madara's chakra surged once more. "I am Uchiha Madara!"

Just then, the dust that enveloped the White Zetsu finally dissipated.

A man wearing dark red armor and with long, flowing hair walked out.

He raised his head blankly, his gaze sweeping around before finally settling on Sasuke in front of him and the enormous blue Susanoo behind him.

"This is......"