Chapter 216

"You deceived me for so many years," Madara walked slowly toward Black Zetsu, his voice icy, "then let your body serve as compensation."

Black Zetsu's pupils shrank sharply; he turned to flee. But the moment he turned, he discovered the surrounding space had already been sealed — he could not escape at all.

"No, don't!" Black Zetsu struggled frantically.

"Human Path!"

Madara's right hand pressed onto Black Zetsu's crown; the Rinnegan erupted with purple light, and Black Zetsu's soul was forcibly ripped from his body, "Ah!"

Black Zetsu let out a miserable shriek; he could feel his soul being forcibly torn away, a pain beyond description.

In his terrified gaze, Madara's palm exerted slight force.

"Crack!"

The soul shattered like glass, dissolving into specks of starlight that dissipated. Black Zetsu's body instantly turned into a pool of stagnant liquid, devoid of all vitality.

"This body will serve perfectly as a vessel."

Madara waved his right hand; the Chakra Fruit floated into midair, while his left hand formed Hand Seals, and the black liquid on the ground suddenly boiled, churning like boiling water.

"Fuse!"

The blood-red light on the fruit's surface suddenly surged, turning into countless crimson threads that pierced into the black liquid. Two different energies intertwined in the air, emitting a piercing hum.

"Sizzle."

The instant the two energies touched, they produced a teeth-grating sound. Crimson and pitch-black intertwined in the air, forming an eerie vortex. Air waves from the energy collision spread outward continuously, sending ground debris flying into the sky.

All six eyes in Madara's eyes lit up simultaneously; terrifying ocular power enveloped the entire space, forcibly suppressing the two rampaging energies.

"Boom!"

With a muffled roar, the crimson light and black liquid fused completely. Energy condensed in midair, gradually taking human shape.

"And this."

Madara pulled a Scroll from his sleeve; opening it revealed a clump of emerald-green tissue — Hashirama Cells.

Though these cells had slumbered for many years, under Madara's power activation they still emitted powerful life force.

Madara's hands rapidly formed Hand Seals: "Yin-Yang Release: Creation of All Things!"

Chakra circulated in his hands, pouring into that mass of energy; flesh was reshaped within the energy — blood vessels, meridians, organs forming one by one.

Finally, a layer of red armor covered the surface; Madara stopped, looking at the black-haired man's body on the ground, the corner of his mouth curling upward slightly.

"All that remains is the final step."

Madara sat cross-legged, closing his eyes. Six Paths Power circulated within him; his perception extended to every corner of the Ninja World.

Faint ripples stirred in the air; Madara's consciousness pierced the barrier of space, and suddenly a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"Found it."

Madara formed Hand Seals; the Magatama Rinnegan on his forehead abruptly rotated. Space warped before him, tearing open a pitch-black Crack. Madara stepped forward, entering, traversing the Space Ripples.

The next instant, he appeared in a completely unfamiliar world. The sight before him made even Madara freeze momentarily.

"So this is the Pure Land." Madara surveyed his surroundings, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes.

In the boundless expanse, countless streams of chakra flowed. These chakra displayed various colors, like brilliant aurora, weaving a net in the sky.

Each stream of chakra represented a departed soul.

"This space is at least half the size of the Ninja World." Madara advanced slowly, the Rinnegan capturing the surrounding energy flows. "It seems I still underestimated the Sage of Six Paths."

"A perfect circulation system — the chakra of the dead continuously accumulates, in turn expanding the Pure Land's space. No wonder the Sage of Six Paths could obtain power ceaselessly."

Deep in the Pure Land, Madara's figure advanced quietly; here differed from the desolate space earlier — before him lay a scene like the real world.

"I see." Walking in the void, gazing down. Countless departed souls continued their former lives here, utterly unaware of his Existence.

He saw familiar faces — former Uchiha Clan clansmen strolling on the Street, chatting and laughing.

Madara's gaze swept across their faces one by one; suddenly a figure entered his sight, causing Madara's steps to pause slightly.

"Izuna."

His younger brother stood together with several clansmen, wearing a relaxed smile rarely seen in life. Madara's steps paused slightly, as if wanting to Approach, but in the end he shook his head.

"Better not disturb you." Madara murmured softly, "You're here. Good."

His figure traversed the void, the Rinnegan searching for a specific Chakra Fluctuation. Soon, he located the target.

Hashirama Senju's soul was in a forest; these trees were clearly created by him using Wood Release.

"Found it."

Madara did not hesitate; his right hand grasped the void. Space instantly warped, an invisible force directly locking onto Hashirama's spirit body.

"Hm?" Hashirama seemed to sense something amiss, but before he could even open his eyes, his spirit body was forcibly torn away, vanishing from the Pure Land.

Madara cast one last glance at this Pure Land, then turned and stepped into the Space Rift.

As he departed, Izuna seemed to sense something, turning to look toward the void, but there was already nothing there.

"Elder Brother?" Izuna murmured, then shook his head and returned to conversing with his clansmen.

Madara's figure reappeared in the Ninja World; he gazed at the newly born body on the ground, Hashirama's soul in his hand emitting a gentle light.

"Hashirama, this time we shall stand side by side in a different way." Madara formed Hand Seals; the Magatama in his Rinnegan spun rapidly.

The soul became a stream of light, slowly infusing into that body. As the soul entered, a faint halo rose on the body's surface, and a powerful life force fluctuation emanated from within.

"Boom!" An Air Wave exploded from the body, sending ground debris flying into the sky.

Moments later, that body's fingers twitched, eyes slowly opening.

Hashirama sat up, his gaze somewhat bewildered as he scanned the surroundings, finally settling on Madara. He first stared blankly, then frowned tightly: "You are... Madara!"

A hint of amusement surfaced on Madara's face: "Hashirama, finally we meet again."

"Hah! You finally died." Hashirama suddenly laughed, revealing a relieved expression; the smile on Madara's face instantly froze.

"Wait wait!" Hashirama hurriedly waved his hands to explain: "That's not what I meant! I'm saying... I searched for you in the Pure Land for a long time and couldn't find you, thought you got lost. Kept waiting for you to come, and waited all these years."

His gaze suddenly fell on Madara's eyes, and his whole person froze.

Next second, Hashirama couldn't help but clutch his belly and burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! Madara, what's going on? How did you end up like this? Six eyes hahaha. Do you want to become a spider?"

"Hashirama." Madara gritted his teeth, "You still make me so angry. But you got one thing wrong."

"Sorry sorry." Hashirama wiped away tears of laughter, but seeing Madara's black-lined face, he couldn't help but laugh out loud again: "But it's really too funny."

"Hashirama!" Madara roared angrily.

"Don't be angry." Hashirama forcibly held back his laughter: "What is it?"

"This isn't the Pure Land." Madara said coldly.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Hashirama's expression instantly turned serious. He looked around again, only then noticing that this indeed wasn't the scenery of the Pure Land.

"This power..." Hashirama clenched his fist, feeling the surging energy within his body. This feeling even far exceeded his peak state when he was alive. "Not only my Sage Body, but also many unfamiliar powers."

He tentatively mobilized his chakra, and the land around him immediately changed. Tender shoots broke through the ground, and in the blink of an eye grew into towering trees, with lush branches and leaves.

"Not bad." Madara walked over slowly, "This body fused multiple powers. Based on Black Zetsu's body, fused with the Chakra Fruit from another world, plus your Hashirama Cells."

"Another world, Chakra Fruit?" Hashirama was stunned, about to ask, when he suddenly felt a strange energy wave within his body, "This is..."

"Although the fruit of that world can't compare to the Ten-Tails Fruit, for you now, it should be enough." Madara's tone carried a hint of smugness.

Hashirama fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Madara, what exactly do you want to do? Why did you bring me back?"

Madara took out that crystal core flashing with metallic luster from his sleeve. The surface of the sixteen-faced polyhedron was carved with mysterious runes, emitting a strange pressure.

"What is this?" Hashirama felt the power contained within the crystal core, his brow slightly furrowed.

Madara didn't answer, raising his right hand, the crystal core floated into midair. The light of the runes suddenly became dazzling, a golden light shot straight toward Hashirama.

【You have been chosen by the Main God, becoming a Reincarnator. Enter the myriad worlds, complete the Main God's tasks, and you will gain everything you want.】

"This is..." Hashirama widened his eyes, a large amount of information suddenly surged into his mind. The myriad worlds, Reincarnators, Main God Space. A brand new world unfolded before him.

"It seems you've received the information." Madara looked at Hashirama's shocked expression, "This is why I brought you back."

"Our world may at any time suffer invasion from Reincarnators of other worlds, and..."

Madara raised his head to look at the starry sky, his expression solemn: "There are more unknown enemies in the universe. One day, they will find the Ninja World. By then, with only my own power, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Hashirama listened silently, gradually understanding Madara's intentions.

"So you brought me back to deal with these threats?"

"Hmph." Madara turned his head away, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "If you're unwilling, I can send you back to the Pure Land right now."

"Don't say that." Hashirama strode forward and put an arm around Madara's shoulder, "Since you've said all this, how could I refuse. And..."

Hashirama turned to look at Madara, a smile on his lips, "Why did you make six eyes? It really looks like a spider!"

"Hashirama!" Veins bulged on Madara's forehead.

…………………………

Uchiha Feng stood in the core area of the Main God Space, his gaze piercing through the void, watching the remaining energy storm of that destroyed world in the distance.

Drifting strands of world origin were being continuously absorbed by the Main God Space.

"Boom!"

A huge sound came from the depths of the void, the entire Main God Space trembled slightly under this impact. This fluctuation was even more violent than when the world was destroyed, even the solid void rippled.

Uchiha Feng's pupils suddenly contracted: "This fluctuation... isn't right!"

He fiercely waved his hand, layer upon layer of space barriers unfolded around the Main God Space, completely isolating the entire space from the outside world.

"Crack!"

At this moment, a sound like glass shattering suddenly came from the void. Uchiha Feng looked up, his pupils contracting again.

Only to see in the distant void, a fine crack appeared. At the other end of the crack, it seemed something was watching this place.

Fortunately, that crack didn't last too long. As the aftermath of the world's destruction gradually subsided, the crack also began to slowly heal.

Uchiha Feng exhaled a breath, his gaze lingering on that trace for a moment: "From now on, don't drain the pond to catch fish anymore. Although this experiment was successful and gained a large amount of energy, the commotion was too big."

He turned to look into the depths of the Main God Space: "Before becoming completely strong, we still need to be cautious, but..."

Uchiha Feng felt that the energy reserve of the Main God Space at this moment had reached an unprecedented level.

"It's time to change the way of summoning Reincarnators."

As he lightly waved his right hand, tens of thousands of light points slowly drifted out from the depths of the Main God Space. These light points, like a fine net, silently spread through the void.

"This way, I no longer need to select them one by one." Uchiha Feng's mouth corners slightly curled up, "As long as people's inner desires are strong enough, the Main God Space can automatically capture them and select them as Reincarnators."

(Chapter End)