Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Both remained highly vigilant, awaiting the arrival of the visitor—Uchiha Madara.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and every second seemed extremely long.

Just then, a gentle knock broke the silence of the conference room. Tsunade's voice was steady and strong as she spoke:

"Enter."

The door slowly opened, and a figure walked into the conference room. It was a tall, stern-faced old man whose eyes gleamed with a deep light, as if he could see into people's hearts.

He was Uchiha Madara, the legendary ninja who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire ninja world.

Nangong Yehua's gaze met that of Uchiha Madara. Their eyes met in the air, as if a thousand words were being conveyed silently.

Nangong Yehua smiled faintly and said, "Long time no see, Ban."

A flicker of surprise crossed Madara Uchiha's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by calm. He nodded slightly in response:

"So you really are still alive, Nangong Yehua. It's been a long time."

Tsunade stood to the side, her sharp gaze scrutinizing Madara Uchiha, her heart filled with apprehension. She knew Madara's strength well, and she knew that his trip was by no means benevolent.

So she asked directly, "Just tell me, what brings you to Konoha?"

Madara Uchiha turned his gaze to Tsunade, his eyes revealing disdain and contempt. He said coldly:

"You have no right to speak here, little girl."

Tsunade frowned upon hearing this, but did not react. She knew that in the face of absolute power, verbal arguments were meaningless.

So she chose to remain silent, handing the power of speech over to Nangong Yehua.

Madara Uchiha looked at Nangong Yehua again, his tone carrying a hint of provocation:

"What do you think I'm here for?"

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. He slowly said:

"Pain? Or those Rinnegan eyes?"

A hint of admiration flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.

He admitted that Nangong Yehua was indeed a clever opponent. He said:

"You are indeed clever. That's right, I came here for the Rinnegan."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yehua became secretly wary. He knew the power of the Rinnegan and also knew that once Uchiha Madara obtained it...

This will pose a huge threat to Konoha and even the entire ninja world. Therefore, he said:

"Madara, you should know that the Rinnegan is not something you can easily obtain."

Madara Uchiha sneered and said:

"Nangong Yehua, you're far too confident. I'm determined to have the Rinnegan; you must give it to me."

Chapter 612 If you want to fight, then fight!

Nangong Yehua's expression turned serious, and he said:

"Madara, what you're doing will only bring disaster to the ninja world. The power of the Rinnegan is too great; if it falls into your hands, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Madara Uchiha remained unmoved and said:

"Disaster? So what? As long as I can obtain the Rinnegan, I will be the master of this world."

Nangong Yehua shook his head and said:

"Ban, you're wrong. Power isn't everything; true strength lies in inner peace and justice. The power you pursue will only plunge you into endless darkness."

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's eyes flashed with anger. He said:

"Nangong Yehua, stop lecturing me. Power is everything. Without power, you are nothing."

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath and said:

"Madara, I don't want to argue with you about this. I just want you to understand that the Rinnegan is not something you can control. If you insist on getting it, then I have no choice but to fight you."

Madara Uchiha sneered and said:

"A war? I couldn't be happier. Nangong Yehua, let's have a real showdown."

As Madara Uchiha finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly became tense.

The negotiations between Madara Uchiha, the Third Hokage, Nangong Yehua, and Tsunade gradually reached a stalemate.

An indescribable tension permeated the Hokage Building. Despite the heated verbal exchanges, both sides understood that a real confrontation might be unavoidable.

Nangong Yehua, a ninja who is always decisive and unconventional, knows that procrastination is not the solution.

His eyes revealed an unwavering resolve, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

Just as the Third Hokage was trying to ease the tension again, Nangong Yehua suddenly stood up. His movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

His figure was upright, like a pine tree that never falls, exuding an indescribable majesty and power.

At the same time, Madara Uchiha slowly stood up, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

The two moved almost in sync, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, or perhaps it was a sign that a conflict was about to break out.

"Ban, it seems that negotiations can no longer continue."

Asking for flowers

Nangong Yehua's voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly carrying immense weight.

His gaze was fixed on Madara Uchiha, his eyes showing both challenge and regret.

Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile that contained both contempt for Nangong Yehua and confidence in his impending display of power.

"Nangong Yehua, you are indeed a straightforward person. In that case, let's settle things with our strength."

Before the words were even finished, the two of them shot out of the conference room like arrows and headed straight for the open area outside the Hokage Building.

Their speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, leaving only two afterimages streaking through the air.

The sky outside the Hokage Building was a clear, deep blue, with a few white clouds drifting leisurely by, seemingly detached from worldly affairs.

However, beneath this tranquility, a thrilling battle is about to unfold.

Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara took to the air almost simultaneously, their figures weaving through the blue sky and white clouds, like two war gods clashing in the heavens and earth.

Madara Uchiha was dressed in a black ninja outfit. He was tall and strong, with well-defined muscles, exuding a wild beauty.

Chapter 613 Nangong Yehua vs. Uchiha Madara

His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if they could devour all light.

He rapidly formed hand seals, his body surrounded by dense chakra, as if he could unleash astonishing power at any moment.

Nangong Yehua was dressed in white, his face handsome and resolute, his eyes revealing an indomitable spirit.

He also formed hand seals, his body radiating a faint blue light—a hallmark of his unique ninjutsu. His movements were light and agile, like an eagle soaring through the sky.

"We drew last time, but we won't be so lucky this time."

Madara Uchiha's voice echoed in the air, his tone full of provocation and confidence.

He suddenly swung his hands forward, and a black energy wave swept towards Nangong Yehua like a raging torrent.

Nangong Yehua shifted her body to the side, deftly dodging Uchiha Madara's attack.

A faint smile appeared on his lips, a smile that reflected both his recognition of Madara Uchiha's strength and his confidence in his own abilities.

"Aren't you overconfident?"

His words carried a hint of sarcasm and provocation.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Yehua quickly formed hand seals, and a blue light condensed in his palm, which then transformed into a giant blue bird that sped towards Uchiha Madara.

The birds were so fast that their trajectory was almost impossible to track, leaving only streaks of blue afterimages in the air.

Seeing this, Madara Uchiha snorted coldly and formed hand seals again.

A black mist suddenly surged around him, churning in the air like a living thing, and instantly swallowed the blue bird.

However, just as the fog was about to completely engulf the birds, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from the fog, illuminating the surrounding air.

That was Nangong Yehua's ninjutsu—Blue Bird Breaks Through the Mist! He used a flying bird as bait.

In reality, they were gathering strength, preparing to launch a fatal attack. Madara Uchiha was clearly aware of this as well.

He retreated rapidly, trying to avoid the attack. However, Nangong Yehua's attack followed him relentlessly, as if it had already locked onto his presence.

The two fought fiercely in the sky, their battle proving evenly matched.

Their figures traced dazzling trajectories in the air, each attack containing astonishing power.

The villagers below the Hokage Tower looked up and saw a shimmering light in the sky, as if two stars were shining brightly in the night sky.

As time went on, the battle gradually intensified. Both Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara used all their skills to try and defeat each other.

However, the two were evenly matched and both understood each other's fighting styles, so the battle continued without any sign of a winner.

Just then, a deep and authoritative voice suddenly came from inside the Hokage Building:

Tsunade's voice echoed within the Hokage Building, carrying an indescribable air of authority and resolve:

"Enough! This battle is pointless; it will only harm the village! 3.4"

Her tone was filled with concern for Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara, as well as a longing for peace.

However, her voice did not seem to penetrate the invisible barrier between the two, erected by their fierce battle.

Nangong Yehua and Uchiha Madara's eyes met in mid-air, as if sparks were colliding between them.

It's a kind of fervor unique to rivals of the same level, a recognition and respect for each other's strength.

Chapter 614 I think you're getting senile.

Nangong Yehua's figure moved across the sky like a ghost, each attack carrying a power capable of shaking mountains and rivers.

His eyes held both a thirst for power and a deep sense of incomprehension and anger towards Itachi Uchiha.

Madara Uchiha, the man burdened with his clan's curse and secrets, moved with calm and precision.

Each counterattack perfectly neutralized Nangong Yehua's offensive.

Complex emotions flickered in those Sharingan eyes—a sense of helplessness towards fate, as well as a pure love for battle.

The battle between the two groups of 14 stretched from the azure sky all the way to the edge of Konoha Village, and then into the depths of that lush, green forest.

The aftershocks of their battle caused trees to fall and dust to fly, as if even nature itself trembled at this fateful duel.

The villagers hid in fear, feeling both worried and helpless. They knew that the battle between these two powerful individuals was beyond their control.

As night fell, moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting dappled patterns on the forest ravaged by war.

In the quiet yet perilous night, Madara Uchiha's figure quietly appeared.

He stood opposite Nangong Yehua, both of them exuding an unusually heavy aura, as if even the air itself had solidified because of their presence.

Madara Uchiha wore a faint smile, but behind that smile lay endless ambition and loneliness.

His eyes, even in the darkness of night, were as deep as an abyss, revealing a wisdom and ruthlessness that transcended time.

Standing opposite Nangong Yehua, there seemed to be an invisible line between them, taut and ready to break at any moment, triggering an even more violent storm.

"Ye Hua, your growth has indeed exceeded my expectations."

Madara Uchiha spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic.

"But strength has never been the only standard for measuring the value of a ninja. You, and Itachi, have both fallen into the confusion of strength."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yehua's lips curled into a cold smile, his gaze becoming even more resolute:

"Ban, your so-called value is nothing but a lie you've woven to achieve your own ambitions."

"I, Nangong Yehua, pursue power that transcends all, in order to protect everything I cherish!"

Their conversation was brief yet full of tension, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by their will.

Ban's eyes darted back and forth between Nangong Yehua and himself. He knew that the outcome of this battle would directly affect the future of Konoha and even the entire ninja world.

"Nangong Yehua, you can't stop me."

Nangong Yehua sneered

"I can't stop it? Ha, I think you're getting senile."