darknovel Chapter 264 Lord Madara, spare my life! The Rinnegan of the Six Sages of Paths has appeared!
Chapter 264 Lord Madara, spare my life! The Rinnegan of the Six Sages of Paths has appeared!
Chapter 264 Lord Madara, spare my life! The Sage of Six Paths' Rinnegan has appeared!
After hearing Danzo's hypocritical words, Madara Uchiha sneered, "For Konoha? Ha—"
Before he could finish speaking, he snorted coldly, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant, appearing in front of Danzo the next second.
boom!
A straight kick struck Danzo squarely in the chest.
Danzo didn't even have time to react. He felt an irresistible force strike him, his chest throbbed with pain, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the broken wall of the courtyard, sending dust flying everywhere.
"Pfft!"
Danzo coughed up a mouthful of blood, felt his internal organs shift, and his vision went black as he nearly fainted.
His last shred of hope was shattered, replaced by endless fear.
"It's over—he doesn't believe me at all!"
Madara Uchiha slowly retracted his long leg, his eyes revealing murderous intent.
"A piece of trash is a piece of trash; even his lying is so clumsy!"
"What kind of enemy would require you to use Hashirama's remains for research?"
"Um?"
In fact, no matter what excuse Danzo made, Madara Uchiha would never believe it.
Forget all your bullshit research!
He doesn't care at all!
Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.
Although we don't yet know how Hashirama died in this world, how dare anyone desecrate his remains—
He stared coldly at Danzo.
This good-for-nothing has already committed an unforgivable crime punishable by death!
After saying this, Madara Uchiha strode forward, walking slowly toward Danzo who had fallen to the ground.
A chilling, bone-deep killing intent locked onto Danzo; with each step he took, Danzo felt as if his heart was being brutally crushed.
As Madara Uchiha approached step by step, Danzo felt as if his soul was about to fly away.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
A strong will to survive drove his brain, which was on the verge of suffocation, to work frantically.
Danzo had figured it out: conventional explanations were useless; the only chance was to throw out a bombshell message that would divert the other party's attention.
"Wait—wait! Lord Madara!"
Danzo endured the excruciating pain and screamed out.
"I'm telling the truth! That enemy has the Rinnegan! The Sage of Six Paths' Rinnegan has appeared in the world!"
He shouted those words with almost all his might.
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha abruptly stopped in his tracks.
For the first time, obvious surprise and doubt appeared on his cold face.
"The Rinnegan?!"
He was naturally familiar with this word.
The stone tablet at the Uchiha clan's Naga Shrine records: "Only when the Sharingan evolves to its ultimate form and merges with the power of Yin and Yang can one unlock the myriad phenomena of the universe—the supreme eye technique of the Sage of Six Paths!"
"Could it be—?"
Madara Uchiha's pupils contracted sharply, a mixture of shock and doubt in his eyes. In that instant, a bad possibility came to mind.
He stared intently at Danzo, as if trying to see through him inside and out.
Danzo was overjoyed to see that Madara Uchiha had indeed stopped.
You made the right bet!
He endured the excruciating pain in his internal organs, struggled to his feet from the rubble, and, without even wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, bowed deeply and said respectfully, "It is absolutely true, Lord Ban! I would never utter a single falsehood!"
Madara Uchiha remained silent for a moment, the killing intent in his eyes gradually subsiding.
"—Where is the Rinnegan now?"
As he spoke, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes again.
"Take me there! Now!"
Danzo, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, repeatedly replied, "Yes! Yes! Lord Madara!"
A huge weight lifted from his heart, and with the dead end resolved, he suddenly saw an unprecedented opportunity.
A fanatical and greedy light flashed in Danzo's only remaining eye.
As long as I follow the spotted man to find the Eye of the Return — no — I also have a chance — great!
Danzo was overwhelmed with emotion, and a twisted smile of elation, as if he had just survived a calamity, even appeared on his face.
Indeed, only Lord Madara is the true strongman who can lead me to the peak!
In a mere instant, the desperate situation that had just been hanging by a thread was completely reversed by his few words, and even turned into a springboard to climb toward greater ambitions.
As expected of this old man!
Just as Danzo was lost in his delusional fantasies, Madara Uchiha's last bit of patience was also exhausted.
"Useless trash! What are you all standing there for!" he snapped coldly. "Lead the way right now!"
Madara Uchiha's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said coldly, "Remember, if you dare to play any tricks—or if the information you provide is even slightly false—I will make you regret ever being born."
"Understood! Your subordinate would never dare to lie!"
Danzo jolted awake, disregarding everything else, and stumbled toward the courtyard gate.
Madara Uchiha glanced at Danzo's disheveled figure as he fled in panic, snorted coldly, and did not immediately follow.
He slowly turned around and turned his gaze to another thin figure in the courtyard, a boy who still looked somewhat dazed.
Sasuke was still not fully recovered from the sudden and dramatic change that had just occurred.
Her small fists were clenched tightly, and her eyes were filled with awe of Madara Uchiha's terrifying power, as well as an unintentional longing and hatred.
Madara Uchiha stared at Sasuke silently for a few seconds, his sharp gaze softening slightly.
He suddenly spoke, his voice still calm, but less cold than before.
"Hey kid, look at your eyes—you want power?"
"————!"
Sasuke jolted awake, as if jolted from a dream. He looked up and met Madara Uchiha's eyes, which seemed to see through everything.
The long-suppressed hatred, humiliation, and thirst for power in his heart erupted like a volcano at this moment.
"Yes! I want to!"
"I must become stronger! Strong enough to kill that man! I must take revenge! Avenge the Uchiha clan!"
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
Madara Uchiha smiled slightly upon hearing this.
"Revenge, huh? — Very well."
"With this kind of determination, you're starting to look like an Uchiha."
Sasuke stared at him nervously.
Madara Uchiha glanced indifferently at the ruins of the clan's territory, then suddenly turned and strode out of the courtyard: "Stay here and wait. I have some things to take care of. I'll be right back."
Before he could finish speaking, Madara Uchiha had already stepped out of the dilapidated courtyard gate.
Just as he was about to disappear, he paused slightly, turned his back to Sasuke, and casually uttered a sentence.
"And—since you have nothing better to do, tidy this place up. It's supposed to be a clan chief's residence built according to old traditions, but it's turned into this dilapidated mess. What kind of decorum is this!"
After saying that, Madara Uchiha didn't linger. He flashed ahead and caught up with Danzo. The two quickly disappeared into the morning mist.
The courtyard returned to silence.
Sasuke stood there, stunned, staring in the direction his ancestor had gone, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
"Wait," "I'll be right back," "Clean up the ancestral home" —
Every word was etched into Sasuke's mind. Madara Uchiha's seemingly casual words filled him with barely suppressed joy and excitement.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +600!]
The implications are self-evident.
Excitement and anticipation surged in his chest; Sasuke felt his blood rushing.
He took several deep breaths before he could barely calm his chaotic emotions.
Just as I was immersed in my exciting anticipation, I heard a series of unhurried footsteps behind me.
"Sandaime-sama————"
Sasuke looked in the direction of the sound and saw Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly walking into the courtyard, followed by Jiraiya.
The group had remained calm and refrained from making any rash moves due to Madara Uchiha's intimidating aura. Now that Madara had left, they cautiously entered to check on Sasuke's condition.
As for Madara Uchiha, a menacing figure, staying in Konoha would inevitably lead to unpredictable events, so leaving Konoha would naturally be the best option.
Therefore, Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others did not stop Madara Uchiha and Danzo.
I just sent Kakashi to keep an eye on things.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression was filled with complex concern. He took two steps forward and said in a deep voice, "Sasuke, are you alright?"
Sasuke was stunned for a moment before realizing that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He looked at the old man with white hair and beard in front of him, and felt a mix of emotions.
Sasuke nodded and said, "I'm fine, Third Hokage."
Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at the boy's stubborn and cold expression, and finally sighed.
How could he not see that the hatred in Sasuke's eyes was more intense than ever before?
Having just experienced what happened, this child's thirst for power has probably reached its peak.
No amount of comforting words will help at this moment.
Thinking of this, Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly nodded and said, "It's good that you're alright—this is the residence of your Uchiha clan. Do you plan to stay here from now on?"
Clearly, they all heard what Madara Uchiha said before he left.
Upon hearing this, Sasuke looked down at the dilapidated courtyard around him, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
He recalled Madara Uchiha's instructions and a decision began to form in his heart: "Yes, I will stay here, and I will tidy this place up."
Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at the stubbornness and ruthlessness on Sasuke's face, remaining silent for a long time.
Jiraiya frowned slightly and couldn't help but step forward and gently pat Sasuke's shoulder.
"Young man, we understand the hatred in your heart, but revenge is not the only way to resolve pain. Don't let hatred blind you."
"Thank you for your concern, Jiraiya-sama."
Sasuke interrupted him, looked up and gave a forced smile, "But this matter—I cannot agree to it."
.
Jiraiya opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
Hiruzen Sarutobi shook his head with a wry smile, indicating to Jiraiya that there was no need to say anything more.
He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Sasuke, I won't stop you from making this decision, but I hope you remember that no matter what happens, Konoha will always be your home."
After saying that, he gave the boy a meaningful look, then turned and left.
Jiraiya glanced at Sasuke with concern, then looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi's departing figure, and could only sigh before following him.
A moment later, Sasuke was the only one left in the courtyard.
At least, he thought he was the only one left.
Sasuke stood in the center of the overgrown courtyard, his gaze slowly sweeping over the devastated scene around him.
Collapsed walls, cracked floors, and piles of rubble and dust —
An indescribable bitterness welled up in his chest.
This place is not only where his parents once lived, but also the location of the warm home in his dreams.
We really shouldn't keep wasting our time like this.
At least if Nissan comes next time —
The boy lowered his eyelids and clenched his teeth tightly.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, strode to the corner of the wall, picked up an old broom that was lying there, and began to clean up the broken tiles in the yard.
Meanwhile, in Otogaku Village.
Orochimaru's underground laboratory.
Various oddly shaped instruments emitted a faint, cold light, casting flickering shadows on the walls.
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At this moment, Kabuto was not in the laboratory; only Orochimaru and Zetsu were present.
In the center of the spacious laboratory, an unassuming, plain wooden coffin stood upright on the ground, its body covered with talismans, faintly emanating a chilling aura of sealing energy.
Orochimaru, dressed in a loose kimono, leaned lazily against an experimental table.
Standing before the coffin, Zetsu stared intently at the silent wooden coffin, a slow smile playing on his lips as he exclaimed, "Orochimaru, you did it—just in time!"
"Oh? Just in time?"
Orochimaru narrowed his golden snake eyes slightly, licked his lips, and revealed a meaningful smile.
"Judging from your tone, it seems something unexpected has happened outside?"
Upon hearing this, Jue realized that he had revealed too much emotion, so he quickly suppressed his smile and said vaguely, "Plans always need to be adjusted according to reality. It's just a small ripple, not worth mentioning."
His tone suddenly shifted, becoming urgent and direct.
"Orochimaru, may I take it with me now?"
"Of course, please go ahead."
Orochimaru spread his hands, smiled indifferently, and made a "please" gesture.
Jue stretched out his jet-black hand and supported the coffin in front of him, but did not move immediately. Instead, he let out a hoarse chuckle and said, "Heh—you're so willing to give me this stuff? Aren't you afraid I'll take your work and run away, leaving you with no reward?"
"Hehehe————"
Orochimaru covered his mouth and let out a pleasant chuckle.
He glanced at Black Zetsu, slowly straightened up, his smile unchanged, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"Do you think my forbidden technique is something so simple?"
"If I wanted, I could turn the treasure you went through so much trouble to take away into a pile of meaningless wasteland at any time."
Black Zetsu felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.
They even had this kind of backup plan!
They were so focused on making the deal that they underestimated the man's caution.
But then he smiled in relief.
In fact, I never intended to renege on my debt. There might be opportunities to cooperate with someone like Orochimaru in the future, so there was absolutely no need to make enemies over a mere amount of compensation.
It's just a few White Zetsu; he has plenty of those, so it doesn't matter.
"As expected of one of the legendary Sannin, Mr. Orochimaru is indeed very thoughtful."
"Rest assured, our cooperation is long-term, and reputation is of utmost importance to both of us. I will deliver what I promised you as quickly and safely as possible."
Orochimaru chuckled upon hearing this, nodding with amusement, and said, "I hope so."
He said no more, his narrowed snake eyes gleaming with a sharp light, as if he were plotting something.
Seeing this, Black Zetsu didn't delay any longer.
He pressed his hands against the coffin and let out a strange laugh.
"Then I'll take my leave first."
Before he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into a black swamp, and Hei Jue and the coffin slowly sank down together, disappearing into the floor in an instant without leaving a trace.
In the empty laboratory, only Orochimaru remained.
The smile on his face gradually faded. His golden eyes stared intently at the ground where Black Zetsu had disappeared. He slowly stroked his sharp chin and muttered to himself, "Hmph—so hasty? And you say nothing's wrong?"
In a hidden underground cave within the Land of Grass.
Black Zetsu did not bring the coffin back to Amegakure.
Instead, they brought back the place where Madara Uchiha had spent the most time during his lifetime.
The cave was dark and damp, with jagged rocks and slippery moss all around, and a rotten smell permeated the air.
Water droplets dripping from the rock wall converged into small streams that meandered along the ground, occasionally causing the faintly glowing fungi to tremble slightly, casting eerie light and shadow on the cave.
Black Zetsu peeked halfway out of the shadows and cautiously looked around at the dim surroundings.
It slowly emerged completely from the ground and placed the heavy wooden coffin on a relatively flat open space in the center of the cave.
In the darkness, Black Zetsu stared at the talismans covering the coffin, took a deep breath, and followed the method Orochimaru had taught him.
He formed hand seals to activate his chakra.
"Buzz—"
As the seal was broken, the entire coffin began to tremble violently.
Seeing this, Black Zetsu's eyes flashed with barely suppressed excitement: "It's done!"
next moment.
boom!
With a loud crash, the heavy coffin lid was kicked away and shattered into pieces against the stone wall.
Amidst the swirling dust, a tall figure slowly emerged from the coffin.
Suddenly, a powerful and imposing aura filled the dimly lit cave.
Black Zetsu looked up and saw that the newcomer had unruly and flamboyant long black hair and wore dark red armor. It was none other than the legendary Uchiha Madara!
However, Madara at this moment is not a body of flesh and blood, but a body formed from dust and ash through the Impure World Reincarnation technique.
Madara Uchiha stepped out of the coffin, slightly moved his neck, and the crisp cracking of his bones was particularly clear in the silent cave.
He glanced down at his grayish-white, gleaming hands, his brow furrowing in displeasure, and snorted coldly, "Hmph—"
"—Impure World Reincarnation? What an unpleasant body."
"Madara-sama!"
Seeing that he had successfully appeared, Black Zetsu was overjoyed and took half a step forward to bow respectfully.
"The timing is perfect!"
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha turned his gaze to Black Zetsu and asked in a deep voice, "What time is it now? Specifically?"
Black Zetsu's voice, laced with suppressed excitement, swiftly replied, "It's still morning. Having descended from last night's dream into reality, you should be in Konoha Village right now, and have likely already made contact with the village's ninjas!"
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a smile, revealing an expression of great interest.
"I actually made it? It actually brought the 'me' from my dream to reality—Hmph, this dream is even more interesting than I imagined, but it's a bit of a pity—"
"Madara-sama."
Black Zetsu's eyes darted around, and he offered a timely suggestion, "Should we head to Konoha immediately? Let's see for ourselves what 'you' are up to; we might discover something unexpected."
"Go to Konoha?"
Madara Uchiha scoffed dismissively, crossed his arms, and wore an arrogant and contemptuous expression.
"There's no need. I can guess what he'll do."
Madara Uchiha's voice was calm and confident.
"It's nothing but a bunch of boring tricks; we don't need to waste our time on it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Black Zetsu, who was standing in front of him, suddenly stiffened!
The frozen smile on Black Zetsu's face vanished instantly. His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had received an extremely unexpected message through some means, and he was momentarily stunned.
Madara Uchiha's eyes suddenly turned cold as he immediately noticed Black Zetsu's unusual behavior: "What's wrong?"
"grown ups!"
Black Zetsu snapped out of his daze, his voice filled with undisguised shock.
"Just now—a message came from a White Zetsu clone near Konoha: the one who descended from the dream—did not linger in Konoha, but instead, suddenly headed towards Amegakure!"
"What?! Amegakure?!"
Madara Uchiha's usually confident and composed face suddenly showed surprise, his pupils shrank sharply in an instant, and his sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Amegakure, could it be..."
"Rinnegan!!!"