Chapter 433: Madara's Second Spring

"Power!"

"This is power..."

In the dark and damp cave, a series of almost perverted laughs rang out, mixed with wild ambition and exhilaration.

Inside the cave, Madara's body was shrouded in white light; on the surface of his skin, one could see glowing blood vessels with the naked eye, covering almost his entire body.

After fusing with the pure bloodline of Otsutsuki Isshiki, Madara's body was like parched earth meeting sweet rain; his exuberant vitality increased wildly and savagely, instantly shaking off the shackles of his mortal bloodline, breaking the bonds of his flesh, and achieving the ultimate sublimation of life.

His withered, tree-bark-like body, shriveled muscles, and decaying bones were constantly being replenished.

Within a few breaths, Madara's body became full and ruddy, like a newborn infant; he was no longer white-haired and decrepit, but full of vigor and flourishing life.

Madara looked at his brand-new body, those solid muscles, the surging blood, and the explosive increase in power.

His eyes widened to their limit, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl toward the sky.

Originally, he could have lived for a year or a year and a half at most, but now Madara felt he could live for another five hundred years.

The transformation had not yet ended; Madara felt his Rinnegan pulse, golden light flickering deep within his pupils, a halo of light appearing and disappearing as the Uchiha bloodline and the Otsutsuki bloodline completely fused.

One after another, tomoe appeared on the surface of the circular-patterned Rinnegan, looking extremely bewitching.

This was the power of the fusion of the Otsutsuki and Indra's power.

The essence of Indra's power originated from the God Tree Fruit, because Kaguya-hime was the beneficiary who evolved after eating the fruit, and the Otsutsuki Clan spent their whole lives pursuing the power of the God Tree Fruit.

Now, the two met in Madara and triggered a chemical reaction, evolving from the initial Rinnegan into a Rinnegan with nine tomoe.

The Rinnegan also has levels; ordinary Rinnegan only have circular patterns, while high-level ones possessing Otsutsuki power have tomoe—the higher the bloodline level, the more tomoe.

Madara felt the power of his newborn Rinnegan; in addition to the original Six Paths of Pain abilities and the power of Limbo: Border Jail, he had gained a space-time ability and Isshiki's ability to shrink objects.

In short, Madara now possessed all the abilities of Otsutsuki Isshiki, and they were stronger and more perfect.

After carefully experiencing and familiarizing himself with them, the aura of the transformation finally began to weaken, and a proud smile appeared on Madara's face as he said:

"The power of the Otsutsuki is nothing more than this."

In Madara's eyes, no matter how powerful this strength was, he was the master, and the Otsutsuki were merely tools.

"It is a pity that I, with such strength, am invincible in the world and have no opponents." Madara felt a little dejected.

The current Shinobi world was in the stage of the Third Shinobi World War, and there was not a single powerhouse who could catch his eye; since him, there had never appeared another ninja like Hashirama.

Thinking of Hashirama, Madara's expression became strange, recalling that lost youth and the beautiful scene of running under the setting sun.

A world without Hashirama is truly boring.

Then what is the point of him coming back to life and possessing invincible power?

Loneliness and emptiness suddenly struck, and Madara's expression became melancholy. He felt a bit more sorrowful.

"Right, the Chat Group has vast supernatural powers; it seems to have the ability to resurrect the dead.

Resurrection Crystal, that's right, this heaven-defying treasure, it can resurrect a designated life.

If I possess a Resurrection Crystal, could I resurrect Hashirama?"

A very crazy thought appeared in the depths of Madara's heart, and once he thought of it, his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken significantly.

"120,000 points."

Madara looked at the price of the Resurrection Crystal, but the exorbitant price did not make him shrink back.

"Hashirama, wait for me!" Madara thought to himself.

Suddenly, Madara's expression changed slightly; he felt a familiar Chakra approaching.

"Black Zetsu, he has returned?" Madara muttered to himself.

During this period, he had ordered Black Zetsu to go to the Third Shinobi World War battlefield to closely monitor outstanding Uchiha descendants, because he needed a successor to complete his plan after his death.

But now that the lifespan problem was solved, there was no need for that.

Thinking of Black Zetsu, a cold murderous intent rose in Madara's heart.

This traitor, Diliu, this turncoat, actually betrayed him; he must make him wish he were dead.

Bang.

Madara used the Transformation Technique to revert to his original aged appearance, watching to see how Black Zetsu would perform.

Not long after, on the damp ground, Black Zetsu emerged from the earth, carrying two figures on his shoulders.

At this time, Black Zetsu was parasitic within the body of White Zetsu Afei, meaning he was one black and one white, with a giant pitcher plant on his head.

Black Zetsu threw the two figures on his shoulders onto the cold ground like sandbags, about to report.

The lively and silly Afei spoke first:

"Lord Madara, these two little Uchiha brats are really too heavy, they tired me to death."

"Shut up, you idiot." Black Zetsu cursed at White Zetsu with black lines on his face.

"Black Zetsu, who are you scolding? You didn't put in any effort during the whole process, yet you have the nerve to talk." White Zetsu retorted.

"If it weren't for you letting your guard down, we would have been discovered by ninjas and ruined Lord's plan. An idiot like you is only fit to play with poop." Black Zetsu mocked.

"What's wrong with playing with poop? What's so bad about poop? Poop-poop is so cute, and very elastic." White Zetsu's face flushed, appearing to enjoy it very much.

"..." Black Zetsu.

"..., enough. Why did you bring two people back?" Madara's expression was gloomy as he spoke slowly.

"Reporting to Lord, one of them is a backup," Black Zetsu said.

"Backup, tell me about it?" Uchiha Madara became interested.

"That person with only half a body and one Sharingan is called Obito Uchiha; he is a rare talent. To save his companion, he awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan at the age of only twelve. Unfortunately, it wasn't the right time; he didn't know how to use it skillfully and was ambushed by ninjas from the Rock Village and Cloud Village, sacrificing himself to save his companion," Black Zetsu said.

"Yes, Lord Madara, if I hadn't implanted some Hashirama Cells, this kid would already be dead," Black Zetsu said, seeking credit.

Uchiha Madara frowned; this seemed a bit wrong.

In the Script, Obito Uchiha awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan because he and Black Zetsu had schemed to have him witness his beloved Rin Nohara being killed by Kakashi, awakening the Mangekyo under extreme grief and hatred; why did it happen early?

However, listening to Black Zetsu, it was awakened to save a companion, which also made sense!

The power of the Sharingan does not come solely from hatred but also from love; in essence, both are intense emotions.

"And the other one?" Madara asked.

"His name is Erwu Uchiha; he is also a genius. Although he does not have the Mangekyo Sharingan, he possesses the rare dual Three-Tomoe, and his talent is quite good," Black Zetsu said.

"Erwu Uchiha, is this person in the Script?"

Madara looked at the unconscious Obito and Erwu and fell silent; could it be that he had been looking at a fake Script?

This is impossible!

Could it be that because of his own changes, a chain reaction was triggered, causing the Script to change?

Just as Madara was thinking, the eyelids of the unconscious Erwu Uchiha twitched.

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