chsdbacks Chapter 390 Showing Off
Chapter 390 Showing Off
The moment the spatial rift closed, five figures appeared in the sky above the ancestral star.
A barely perceptible hint of pride flashed in Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes.
This planet, which consumed a great deal of his energy, every inch of its land and every breath of its air, carries his expectations.
With an incredulous longing in her eyes, Xiao Nan said softly, "This place is actually much more prosperous than the Land of Water. The common people seem to live a very wealthy and peaceful life."
Hashirama Senju extended his right hand and gently patted Madara Uchiha beside him: "Madara, look at those cars! They can actually run so fast. The power of technology is truly unimaginable!"
He pointed to a red sports car speeding by, his tone full of amazement.
Madara Uchiha impatiently pushed his hand away and snorted, "Shut up, Hashirama. It's just some fancy tricks, what's so interesting about it?"
After he finished speaking, his gaze involuntarily turned to the sky.
Several silver-white fighter jets streaked across the sky, cutting through the azure horizon. The speed of the jets caused Ban's Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan to suddenly contract.
That enormous iron object, without the slightest fluctuation of chakra, could soar freely in the sky.
The way the plane pierced through the clouds, like a sharp blade cutting through the sky, completely overturned his understanding of "technology".
His arrogance subsided somewhat, his clenched fist loosened a little, and he gradually returned to normal.
On the ground, there are many high-rise buildings with dozens or even hundreds of floors.
Under the sunlight, the windows of the tall buildings act like countless mirrors, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.
On the commercial street, colorful images scroll across electronic screens, featuring smiling women that highlight the vibrant social atmosphere.
On the highway, colorful cars drive orderly along the designated routes, without any chaos or noise.
Pedestrians are dressed in comfortable clothing, children are holding their parents' hands and running around laughing, and the elderly are taking leisurely strolls in the park...
Hashirama Senju's gaze shifted from initial curiosity to deep silence.
He recalled fighting Madara at the Valley of the End for his ideals, and his original aspirations when he founded Konoha. It was simply that he hoped ninjas would no longer die in war, children could grow up in peace, and his clansmen could have enough to eat and wear.
But the ancestral star before him had already surpassed all his imagination.
There was no fighting, no displacement, and people lived in peace and contentment, radiating freedom, happiness, and tranquility.
Hashirama Senju glanced instinctively at Madara Uchiha, only to find him staring at children laughing and playing on the street, his eyes a complex mix of emotions, like a spilled palette of colors—surprise, scrutiny, and a barely perceptible tenderness...
"Ban, the peace we pursued back then... was just the beginning... so... peace can be like this."
He murmured to himself, a hint of self-mockery in his voice, and raised his hand to touch his cheek, his heart filled with emotion.
"I once thought that establishing a ninja village would bring peace. But I never imagined that after peace, there could be such vigorous development. This is true peace and prosperity. Madara, my original ideals were far too narrow."
Madara Uchiha's lips were pressed into a straight line. He didn't respond, but he nodded slightly.
He spent his entire life fighting against the "weak," detesting Hashirama's naive view of peace, and insisting on establishing absolute order through power.
But seeing the scene of the ancestral star at this moment, the obsession in his heart, like solid ice being soaked in warm water, quietly loosened.
Without the power of ninjas, without the conflicts of the ninja world, he achieved a height that neither he nor Hashirama had ever reached through his own development.
The power he was so proud of seemed to have lost its original meaning in the face of such prosperity.
The two stood side by side on the street, their figures appearing particularly silent in the shadow of the tall buildings.
All past disputes and obsessions became as light as dust at this moment, leaving only the shock of the scene before them and deep contemplation of the "future".
"It's truly beyond my expectations."
Nagato's voice rang out calmly. He turned to look at Mitsumine, a hint of inquiry in his eyes. "These mortals have no chakra, yet they were able to create such a world. It is truly remarkable."
He recalled his attempt to use the Ten-Tails to intimidate the ninja world in order to achieve final peace. A pang of guilt rose in his heart, and his gaze towards the child softened considerably.
Xiao Nan nodded in agreement, and a tiny paper flower condensed at her fingertips. She gently blew it into the wind, and the paper flower drifted towards the square, landing on a child's shoulder.
The paper flower drifted in the wind towards the square, twirling and landing on the shoulder of a child with pigtails. The child curiously picked up the paper flower and revealed a bright smile.
"Their lives are peaceful and happy; there is no war, and no suffering from becoming orphans."
Xiao Nan's gaze fell on an elderly couple strolling hand in hand, supporting each other with peaceful smiles on their faces, smiles that had come with the passage of time.
Her gaze softened instantly, and her eyes reddened slightly.
This was the life she, Nagato, and Yahiko had been desperately searching for in Amegakure. It was the dream they had never given up on amidst the mud and the flames of war.
"It seems you have a good impression of our ancestral planet."
Uchiha Mitsunori turned around, a proud smile playing on his lips.
He raised his hand, gesturing for everyone to look around, as if displaying his most precious treasure: "You might not believe it, but this life-bearing planet was created by me using ninjutsu after I awakened the Rinnegan."
"What?"
Hashirama Senju exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widening as he stared at the other person in disbelief, before turning to look at the bustling scene before him.
"Using ninjutsu to create a planet with life and such a prosperous civilization? How is that possible? How could ninjutsu achieve such a feat?"
He subconsciously reached out and touched the tall building beside him, feeling its undeniable reality. But then he withdrew his hand, as if everything before him were an illusion.
Madara Uchiha was also taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, which then turned into deeper contemplation.
Creating a life-bearing planet? This goes beyond the realm of ninjutsu; it's almost a godlike ability!
He had always thought he had reached the pinnacle of the ninja world, but the man before him made him realize that the "power" he had seen was just the tip of the iceberg.
For the first time, his gaze toward the three peaks of the Uchiha clan carried genuine respect; it was no longer a disdain for juniors, but an acknowledgment and exploration of the strong.
Uchiha Mitsunori smiled slightly and continued, "Besides this planet, I also created nine other life-bearing planets, but none of them are as developed as our ancestral planet."
His tone carried a hint of pride. Zuxing was like a child he had carefully nurtured, growing from a barren wasteland to a bustling metropolis. Every step of its growth had been the result of his hard work, and this sense of accomplishment was far more satisfying to him than pacifying the ninja world or unifying the world.
After saying that, he changed the subject, his gaze falling on Uchiha Madara, his eyes becoming serious.
"Madara, how about I have Nagato return the Rinnegan to you, and then transplant your current Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan... to Hashirama Senju... With his special physique, combined with your eye power, it should be easy for him to awaken the Rinnegan... Then, the strength of both of you will reach a new level, what do you say?"
Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, and remained silent for a moment.
His chakra surged slightly, and he asked with a questioning look, "Uchiha Mitsunori... why did you do this... this kind of joke is not funny."
The Rinnegan was the power he pursued throughout his life. He risked everything to obtain it back then, and Nagato's Rinnegan is now his masterpiece.
"Give the current Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan to Hashirama... to help him awaken the Rinnegan... what exactly is his purpose?"
He stared intently at Uchiha Mitsurugi with his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, trying to find a flaw in the other's eyes, while his mind was involuntarily racing with thoughts.
If he could regain the Rinnegan, he would be able to recover his full strength, and even reach a higher level.
But should he really help Hashirama awaken the Rinnegan? If he also possessed the Rinnegan, would the power gap between them completely disappear? Complex emotions swirled in his heart, making it difficult for him to make a decision.
Seeing Madara Uchiha's somewhat troubled expression, Hashirama Senju quickly waved his hand, his face full of reluctance.
He reached out and grabbed Madara's arm, afraid that he would act impulsively: "No need, Madara should keep his eyes for himself! I still prefer my own eyes, and the power of Sage Mode and Wood Release is enough."
He smiled憨厚ly, but a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes... He had never witnessed the power of the Rinnegan before, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.
Madara Uchiha's smile gradually faded, and his expression turned serious: "Foolish Hashirama, you have no idea how terrifying the true power of the Rinnegan is. It is a dual god-level ability that combines creation and destruction."
The smile on Uchiha Mitsunori's face gradually faded, and his expression became serious.
He raised his hand and waved it, and a golden chakra barrier enveloped the five of them. Runes flowed on the barrier, isolating them from the noise and prying eyes of the outside world.
"What I'm about to say is no joke, so listen carefully."
Uchiha Mitsumine's gaze swept over the four, and he spoke in a distant and heavy tone: "Madara, Hashirama, I resurrected you not merely to quell the war in the ninja world. Before the birth of the ninja world, this universe existed an ancient and powerful clan... the Otsutsuki clan."
"They live by planting sacred trees and plundering natural energy, regarding life on other planets as ants... Wherever they go, nothing grows and civilizations perish."
"And the origin of the ninja world is inextricably linked to the Otsutsuki clan... Their arrival was not accidental, but inevitable... Their goal was all the chakra in the ninja world, and all life on this planet..."