Chapter 56: Uchiha Madara

Uchiha Feng lightly tapped the virtual screen, locking the view onto a figure moving rapidly underground.

Seeing the scene before him, his brows furrowed slightly, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

"Wait, this is……"

The screen displayed a withered old man. This old man could barely be called humanoid, skin stretched over bones, his body tightly wrapped in a white substance, currently streaking through the earth at astonishing speed.

Uchiha Feng abruptly sat up straight, staring at the screen in disbelief: "Uchiha Madara?!"

That withered appearance and the White Zetsu wrapped around him were undoubtedly Uchiha Madara himself.

Uchiha Feng muttered to himself: "Madara can actually still move at this time? Shouldn't he be sitting in front of a mobile toilet prolonging his life?"

He frowned, his mind rapidly recalling the original timeline. By rights, Madara of this period should be so weak he could only sustain his life by relying on the Gedo Mazo.

"And what is he going to do in this time period?" Uchiha Feng wondered to himself in puzzlement, gaze fixed on that rapidly moving figure on the screen.

Just as he was thinking, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

A glint flashed through Uchiha Feng's eyes. "No matter what, this is a Reincarnator delivered to my door, I can't let him get away."

His finger lightly tapped the virtual screen, exchanging for a new Reincarnator quota, the motion clean and decisive.

In an instant, an invisible band of light extended from the Main God Light Ball, connecting to Uchiha Madara's body in a flash.

Uchiha Feng watched Madara's movements on the screen with satisfaction.

Now, no matter where Madara went, he would be able to clearly grasp the other's whereabouts.

On the screen, the light point representing Uchiha Madara finally stopped moving.

Feng saw Madara enter an underground cave; the surroundings were dim and damp, and in the very center of the cave stood a giant statue — precisely the Gedo Mazo.

Madara slowly walked before a rough stone chair, White Zetsu separating from his body like liquid.

When he sat down, his body trembled slightly, clearly somewhat fatigued.

White Zetsu stood to the side, his tone carrying a hint of excitement: "Madara-sama, that brat called Obito is truly interesting. To save his companion, he actually disregarded his own safety."

The words had barely fallen when ripples suddenly rose from the ground. Black Zetsu's half-white half-black body slowly emerged, his unique golden eyes flashing with a sinister light.

"How is Obito's performance?" Black Zetsu's deep voice echoed in the cave.

Madara was silent for a moment: "That brat has more potential than I imagined." He slowly spoke, voice hoarse yet carrying a thread of calm, "The degree to which he cares for his companion fits our plan perfectly."

Hearing Madara's words, White Zetsu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he eagerly interjected: "Why don't we just grab that Rin and be done with it? Let me go play Rin."

White Zetsu's voice was full of excitement, as if he couldn't wait to start acting. He even made a comical gesture imitating Rin speaking, his voice turning soft: "Obito-kun, you really are a good person."

Madara slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping toward White Zetsu like a sharp sword. His voice was low and calm: "No, now is not the time yet. I want Obito to personally experience the darkness and despair of this world. Only when he is thoroughly disappointed in this world will he devote himself wholeheartedly to our plan."

"Then, should we take some action?" Black Zetsu asked, his tone carrying a probing note.

Madara lightly shook his head. "Let things develop naturally. We only need to wait patiently; when the time is ripe, we will act according to plan."

Black Zetsu replied in a low voice: "Understood. I will stay vigilant and report the situation at any time."

White Zetsu said bouncingly: "Then what about me? What can I do?"

Madara closed his eyes, seeming somewhat fatigued: "You just continue monitoring the surroundings." White Zetsu pouted, grumbling: "Fine fine, so boring. But Madara-sama, if you want to hear a joke, call me anytime!"

The words barely fell before White Zetsu and Black Zetsu's figures rapidly merged into the surrounding shadows, vanishing without a trace.

Only Uchiha Madara remained in the cave; he slowly closed his eyes, seemingly intending to rest for a while.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang out in his mind, clear and mysterious:

【You have been chosen by the Main God, becoming a Reincarnator. Enter the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, complete the Main God's tasks, and you will obtain everything you desire.】

"What?!"

Uchiha Madara's originally closed eyes snapped open, pupils contracting slightly. His body instantly tensed, warily scanning the surroundings, trying to locate the source of the voice.

"Genjutsu?" Madara mused inwardly, "No, this feeling isn't like Genjutsu."

As a former possessor of the Rinnegan, he was extremely sensitive to Genjutsu; this absolutely could not be Genjutsu.

Just then, a wave of intense vertigo suddenly struck, his vision began to blur, the surrounding cave scenery instantly vanished, Madara only felt the world spinning, as if sucked into a giant vortex. ——【Reincarnator: Uchiha Madara】

【Level: Third Stage】

【Initial World: Naruto】

【Skills: Three Tomoe Sharingan, Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique, Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique】

【Evaluation: A ninja legendary in the Ninja World, one of the strongest of the Uchiha Clan.

Madara once founded Konohagakure together with Hashirama Senju, but left due to incompatible ideals. He holds a unique view on peace, believing only through powerful strength can true peace be realized.

Despite extreme methods, Madara's charisma and strength are undeniable. A complex and charismatic character.】

Uchiha Feng leaned back in his seat, gaze sweeping over the floating introduction before him.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of Uchiha Madara indeed." Feng talked to himself, "Already with one foot in the grave and still has Third Stage strength, truly a monster."

Speaking, Feng reached out and lightly swiped the virtual screen. The scene before him instantly changed, countless light spheres representing different worlds slowly emerging before him.

Uchiha Feng pondered for a moment, brows furrowing slightly. "But just in case, I'll still select a world that's slightly weaker."

He then reached out and lightly swiped the virtual screen, and a light sphere appeared before him.

"Around Third Stage?" Feng murmured, "Should be manageable for Madara."

Uchiha Feng's fingertip lightly touched the virtual screen, and the light point representing Uchiha Madara was immediately sucked into that Third Stage world's light sphere.

"Done."

He reached out and picked up the Coke placed on the small table beside him, lightly twisting off the cap. With a faint "hiss", the ice-cold liquid flowed down his throat, bringing a touch of refreshment.

Feng leaned back into the soft sofa again, adjusting to a comfortable posture. His gaze once more fell on the virtual screen, where the situation of Uchiha Madara entering the new world was now being displayed in real time.

"Let me see your performance then."

(Chapter End)