Chapter 91: Iwagakure

In the sky, a red figure tore through the heavens like a sharp arrow, his form flickering in and out among the clouds, moving at an astonishing speed; soon the outline of Iwagakure appeared in his sight.

Madara hovered high above, looking down at the village below. The dense clusters of buildings were like ant nests, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly upward.

"Let's start with a greeting," Madara whispered, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness.

The next moment, Madara lightly bit his finger, then spread his hands.

"Summoning Technique!"

Accompanied by Madara's low shout, several massive summoning arrays suddenly appeared in the sky. These circular runes spun in the air.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, countless smoke surged out from the summoning arrays, instantly covering the entire sky. The sky above Iwagakure instantly turned dark.

Pedestrians on the street stopped their steps one after another, curiously tilting their heads to look up at the sky. Someone asked doubtfully in a low voice: "Why did it suddenly turn cloudy?"

Someone pointed at the sky in surprise: "Look quickly! What is that?"

The next second, in the smoke, various summoned beasts leapt out one after another. These summoned beasts were so huge they were like small mountains. They fell from the sky, like meteorites, smashing toward Iwagakure.

The air was torn, emitting a piercing whistle. The Iwa Ninja on the ground had not yet reacted, only to see several colossi falling at an astonishing speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom! A series of violent explosion sounds rang out, shaking the earth and mountains. Dust flew, and debris scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, several districts in the center of the village were leveled to the ground, and the originally prosperous market became ruins.

On the ground, the people began to stir. Some screamed in terror, some turned and ran, and others stood frozen in place, frightened motionless by the scene before them.

After the summoned beasts landed, they immediately began to rampage within Iwagakure, constantly destroying everything around them.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" a ninja shouted loudly, trying to organize a defense, but the scene fell into chaos.

Madara Uchiha watched all this in the air, whispering to himself: "Let me see what ability Iwagakure has to deal with this 'greeting'."

At this moment, a roar suddenly echoed through the sky: "Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling white light suddenly shot out from a rooftop. That light was like the scythe of the god of death, drawing an arc in the air, instantly sweeping over several summoned beasts.

Hiss! As if time stopped at this moment, those swept by the white light suddenly stopped moving, their heads cut off as if by an invisible blade, disappearing neatly.

The next second, the headless giant beasts crashed to the ground, kicking up rolling dust.

"Oh?" Madara Uchiha raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, "This is..."

At this moment, a loud voice came from the center of Iwagakure:

"All ninjas immediately organize the evacuation of civilians! Medical ninjas prepare to treat the wounded! Earth Release ninjas reinforce the buildings to prevent collapse!"

Then, a short old man slowly rose from the center of Iwagakure.

His body hovered in the air, surrounded by powerful chakra fluctuations. This old man was the Third Tsuchikage of Iwagakure, Onoki.

Onoki looked around, seeing the mess in the village, and his face was instantly filled with anger. Flames of anger flickered in his eyes.

"Damn it! Which bastard dares to attack my Iwagakure!" Onoki roared, his voice full of dignity and fury, "Get out here! Let me see who has the guts!" Suddenly, Onoki felt a suffocatingly powerful aura. He abruptly raised his head, his gaze piercing through layers of smoke, seeing the figure hovering high in the sky.

Instantly, he was as if struck by lightning, his whole body stiffening.

What?!

"Madara Uchiha?!!!" Onoki's voice trembled, full of disbelief and shock, "This... this is impossible! You... you are already dead, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Madara curled his lips into a cold smile. He slowly descended, his red armor shining in the sunlight, his long hair fluttering in the wind, his whole person exuding an overwhelming aura.

He landed steadily in front of Onoki, looking down at him from a superior position.

"You are that brat from Tsuchi no Kuni, you can still move?"

Onoki only felt a wave of dizziness hit him. His brain raced wildly, trying to understand the situation before him. This couldn't be the real Madara Uchiha; someone must be imitating him!

"Who... who exactly are you?" Onoki forced himself to calm down, his eyes full of vigilance, "Who sent you?"

Hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in Madara's eyes: "Foolish. After so many years, has your brain become even worse?"

At this moment, Onoki felt an indescribable oppressive feeling. That familiar tone, that arrogant attitude, that suffocating presence... no one but Madara could imitate it.

Uncontrollably, images of being easily defeated by Madara in his youth flashed through Onoki's mind. That sense of helplessness and despair once again filled his whole body, almost suffocating him.

"How... how did you appear here? What do you want?"

Madara looked directly into Onoki's eyes: "Hand over your village's Four-Tails and Five-Tails."

Hearing this, Onoki instantly sobered up. He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and shouted angrily: "Dream on! I will never let you succeed!"

Hearing this, Madara curled his lips into a mocking smile: "With your current strength, you want to stop me? It seems you still haven't faced reality, Onoki."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly several figures rushed from behind like arrows leaving a bow. They were several Iwagakure ninjas, forming hand seals with their hands, obviously preparing to launch a surprise attack.

"No!" Onoki saw this scene, his face changing drastically: "You are no match for him!"

Onoki gritted his teeth, quickly forming hand seals with both hands: "Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

At this moment, a glint flashed in Madara's eyes, and a distorted fluctuation suddenly came from the air, as if the whole world became distorted at this moment.

Boom! An invisible and powerful repulsive force suddenly erupted with Madara as the center. The surrounding buildings collapsed instantly, and debris flew around like shells.

The ninjas rushing up had not yet reacted before they were flung away, disappearing into the distance like kites with broken strings.

Onoki had not yet performed Dust Release when he was hit by the repulsive force. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, his whole body flying backward and heavily hitting the ground.

He painfully propped up his upper body, panting as he raised his head to look at Madara. When he clearly saw the pattern in Madara's eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"This... this is..." Onoki's voice trembled, full of astonishment, "The eyes of the Sage of Six Paths from the legends?! How is this possible?"

Madara looked down at the disheveled Onoki: "Oh? It seems you still have some knowledge; living long is indeed useful."

(Chapter End)