chsdbacks Chapter 534 The Secluded Mountain Cemetery
Chapter 534 The Secluded Mountain Cemetery
In the shadows, Black Zetsu, like a pool of ink that cannot be dissolved, silently curled up in a corner.
With a slight twitch of his fingers, Uchiha Mitsunori produced a golden mask from his palm.
He raised his hand and placed the mask over his face. The moment the mask touched his skin, he said, "Black Zetsu, since you have nothing to say, then take me to see Uchiha Madara!"
Black Zetsu remained silent for a long time, his pupils slightly contracting, as if weighing the pros and cons.
He has lived for over a thousand years, and his lifelong desire is to resurrect his mother, Kaguya Otsutsuki.
But the eye power emanating from this Uchiha clansman was both familiar and strange, causing him to waver slightly.
If the other party truly could foresee the future, perhaps they could rewrite the predetermined outcome.
A moment later, a voice rang out from the shadows: "Sure, but don't try anything funny."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved, transforming into a dark blur, and sped off into the distance.
Black Zetsu led the way, his figure moving like a ghost through the darkness of the underground passage, crushing the pebbles beneath his feet.
Uchiha Mitsunaga followed closely behind, his golden mask reflecting the faint glow of the passageway wall.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the darkness ahead gradually faded, and a powerful and ancient chakra rushed towards us, mixed with the vicissitudes of time and the pressure of a ninja demon, making us subconsciously hold our breath.
We've finally arrived at Madara Uchiha's secluded mountain graveyard.
This is a huge underground cave, where you can vaguely see exposed rock layers and stalactites. It seems to have been transformed into a White Zetsu laboratory, with unfinished White Zetsu figures everywhere.
Deep inside the cave, the massive outline of the Outer Path Demon Statue can be seen.
On a wooden bench in the center of the cave, the figure of Madara Uchiha leaned against the wall, his long white hair cascading loosely over his shoulders, obscuring most of his face, with a few strands of silver hair hanging down his chest, swaying gently with his soft breathing.
This former ninja world demon only has one left eye, which is a three-tomoe Sharingan. His right eye is empty and lifeless, without any trace of an eyeball, and the skin around his eye socket is loose and drooping.
He rested his hands lightly on the armrests of the bench, his chakra seemingly calm, but actually surging beneath.
"Black Zetsu, why did you bring outsiders here?" Madara Uchiha spoke slowly, but with an unassailable air of authority.
The remaining three-tomoe Sharingan rotated slightly, its crimson halo sweeping across Uchiha Sanfeng, a look of vigilance and scrutiny flashing in its eyes.
Black Zetsu stopped, bowed slightly, and spoke with a tone so respectful it was almost humble. His dark chakra was completely concealed, and he dared not overstep his bounds in the slightest: "Lord Madara, his name is Uchiha Mitsumine. He said he can foresee the future... Our plan... has failed."
"Predicting the future?"
Madara Uchiha suddenly raised his eyes, straightened his upper body slightly, and his remaining three-tomoe Sharingan suddenly lit up. The scarlet light almost broke through the turbidity in his eyes, and his sharp gaze pierced through the golden mask, landing directly in the eyes of Uchiha Sanfeng.
"Interesting. There's such a pupil technique. Your pupil power is quite impressive. I hope you won't disappoint me... Otherwise, I'll personally gouge out your eyes and see just how capable your so-called 'foresight' really is."
He tightened his fingers slightly, leaving deep finger marks on the armrest of the bench. A flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the oppressive aura of a ninja demon became increasingly suffocating.
Uchiha Mitsunori slowly raised his hand and gently adjusted the golden mask on his face, showing no fear: "Madara, there's no need to test me."
"You once possessed the Rinnegan, and its strongest dojutsu was Limbo: Border Jail, which could summon four invisible shadows. They were extremely well-hidden and difficult to detect. The weakness of the shadows was that their materialization time was limited; after a period of activity, they would automatically return to the original body, right?"
His words were clear and precise, each sentence hitting the nail on the head.
Madara Uchiha's body suddenly froze, his remaining three-tomoe Sharingan abruptly contracted, and the disdain in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by deep shock and vigilance.
"How do you know about Limbo: Borderlands?"
This was a hidden eye technique of his Rinnegan, known to no one but himself. How could this unfamiliar junior know it so clearly? Could he really foresee the future? A sense of unease and anxiety welled up in his heart.
Before Madara could ask any further questions, Uchiha Mitsunori continued, his tone unwavering, as if stating a predetermined fact.
"In the future, you successfully resurrected, gathered all nine tailed beasts, and activated the Infinite Tsukuyomi, shrouding the entire ninja world in an illusory dream... Finally, the Sage of Six Paths descended upon the ninja world, and he casually created two Six Paths-level powerhouses, who defeated you."
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha's face grew even more gloomy, and his aura became sharp, forming a terrifying wave of energy.
"Insolence! How dare you curse my plan! The Sage of Six Paths has been gone for a thousand years, how could he possibly reappear in the mortal world? I, Uchiha Madara, will surely control the ninja world, and no one can stop me!"
He would never allow himself to fail, much less allow anyone to predict his failure.
"I'm not cursing you, I'm just stating the facts." Uchiha Mitsunori shook his head slightly, his tone still calm.
"Finally, following the guidance of the Divine Tree, you resurrected Kaguya Otsutsuki, the progenitor of chakra, in an attempt to regain control of the ninja world with her power."
"Unfortunately, Kaguya was eventually sealed away by the two powerful beings created by the Sage of Six Paths."
"The Sage of Six Paths... has descended upon the ninja world?"
Madara Uchiha muttered to himself, his aged face filled with doubt and shock. He slowly lowered his head, his remaining three-tomoe Sharingan spinning wildly, trying to see through the other party's lies.
Yet, the legend of the Sage of Six Paths involuntarily surfaced in his mind. That god who created the ninja world and sealed Kaguya—if he were to truly descend, his plans might truly fail. The unease in his heart grew stronger.
"The Sage of Six Paths has been gone for a thousand years, how could he possibly reappear in the mortal realm?"
"You're lying! You can't foresee the future at all! You're just trying to sow discord and sabotage my plans!"
Uchiha Mitsunori shook his head, the light of his Mangekyou Sharingan growing even brighter behind his mask: "If I hadn't come today, it wouldn't have been long before you severed the connection with the Gedo Mazo yourself. Without the Mazo's life force, your aged body would have rapidly withered away and died."
"Furthermore, you once possessed the Rinnegan, so you should know that the Rinnegan has the ability to probe the memories of a soul. And the Sage of Six Paths has been living in seclusion in the Impure World for thousands of years."
"So after you die, all the secrets of your soul, your plans, and your eye techniques will be laid bare to him, which is why you were so easily defeated."
Madara Uchiha fell silent, his aged fingers gently tapping the armrest of the wooden chair. The "tap, tap" sound was particularly clear in the empty cave.
He quickly analyzed everything the other person said in his mind, and every detail accurately hit his secret.
Whether it's the secrets of Limbo: Border Prison or the secrets of the Outer Path Statue, the other party seems to know them all.
A moment later, he reopened his eyes, his remaining three-tomoe Sharingan still alert.
"What is your purpose in telling me all this? You wouldn't give me such important information for no reason."
He understands human nature too well; there's no such thing as a free lunch. This younger generation must have his own agenda.
Uchiha Mitsunaga raised his head slightly, his gaze beneath the golden mask hardening: "My goal is simple... I want you to survive. In the future, we can join forces to fight the Sage of Six Paths."
"Hahaha……"
Madara Uchiha suddenly burst into laughter, his aged laughter echoing through the empty cave, filled with mockery and disdain.
"You... dare to talk to me about joining forces? A junior like you dares to presumptuously say that you want to fight the Sage of Six Paths with me?"
Despite Madara's mockery, Uchiha Mitsunori remained unperturbed, the light of his Mangekyou Sharingan blazing behind his mask.
His aura suddenly became violent, colliding with Madara's aura and producing a "sizzling" sound.
"Whether it's boastful or not, we'll know after we fight."
"Madara, let's have a fight. Let me see how much strength the former Asura of the Shinobi World still has; and let me show you whether I'm qualified to join forces with you to fight the Sage of Six Paths."
"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me; if I win, you must promise me that you will live well and join forces with me in the future."
Anger flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, and the aura of his remaining three-tomoe Sharingan grew even more intense, while the immense Mangekyou Sharingan power within his body quietly surged.
This junior successfully angered him.
"Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish!"
He could sense that Uchiha Mitsunaka possessed an unusually large amount of chakra, especially the power in his eyes.
But his eyes still held disdain... because he was Uchiha Madara.
He pondered for a moment, then lightly tapped his withered finger: "Since we're going to fight, let's use this to play with you... If you can't even beat my substitute, you're not worthy to stand in front of me."
A white figure slowly crawled out from the pile of rocks not far away.
The next second, White Zetsu's body began to transform rapidly, his skin gradually darkened, his long white hair grew rapidly, and his figure gradually became more upright.
A moment later, he transformed into a young Madara Uchiha.
Seeing this, Uchiha Mitsunori understood that Madara Uchiha's main body was decaying and aging, and controlling White Zetsu as a substitute was probably his method.
He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his body shot out of the underground base like an arrow.
"Ban, I'll wait for you outside!"
White Zetsu, transformed into Uchiha Madara, turned cold and followed closely behind.
Above the cave, the sky was terribly gloomy, with thick, dark clouds obscuring the entire sky.
The moment Uchiha Sanfeng landed, he assumed a fighting stance, and the ground beneath his feet shattered with a deafening roar.
Madara Uchiha behind him suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of him in an instant.
The fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed into the opponent's golden mask.