If you don't want to unify the ninja world, why are you crying about the ninja village system?

"Uchiha... Madara..."

Obito is one of the only two people who was resurrected by Black Zetsu's control of Nagato using the Reincarnation Technique.

In Madara's heart, he felt that except for Obito, all other people had no value at all.

Those guys who might have once aroused some interest in him were now as insignificant as dust in his eyes.

Obito stared quietly at the ancestor in front of him, who was once majestic but still exuded a unique temperament, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

He is resurrected...

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and slowly touched his eyes that had lost their luster due to pain, feeling the long-lost touch.

As time passed, the deep wrinkles on his face miraculously disappeared, and the two Sharingan eyes that had been dull for various reasons began to shine again as if they were given new life!

His eyes are not like Madara's Rinnegan! The Rinnegan is worn when a person is born unable to be resurrected.

Madara was able to use the power of reincarnation to return to his youthful state, but he only restored his face and eyes.

There are still obvious differences between his eyes and Madara's mysterious Rinnegan.

You know, Madara is able to skillfully use the Rinneganjutsu to return himself to that vibrant, youthful state.

He only restored the contours of his face and his eyes. It seemed magical, but compared with Madara's rejuvenation, it seemed so insignificant.

The so-called Mangekyō Sharingan can naturally be easily restored by the powerful technique of the Rinnegan.

Of course, the eyes that were dug out by Dai Tu and turned into an eternal kaleidoscope are still on his body.

"Obito, long time no see."

"Your death... was something I really didn't expect."

Madara adjusted his state and faced Obito with a calm face.

"I'm sorry... to disappoint you..."

Obito lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. How is the thing I asked you to do going?"

Black Zetsu took off Nagato's eyeball and handed it to Madara.

The spots were stuffed into his eye sockets, and then his vision was restored.

He looked at Obito and then gave him a look.

Just like that, the two of them left this place step by step, leaving Nagato waiting to die there.

Although the vitality was not completely consumed at once.

But also...

There's basically no hope.

Death now is only a matter of time.

"Madara...sama."

"Eighty thousand White Zetsu are still at the base of the sacred tree..."

“It can be used anytime!”

Spot nodded.

"Let's go! Go get them out."

Along the way, the two looked at each other in silence.

After a long time, Madara looked at Obito, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and looked at him deeply.

"what happened?"

"Master Madara, do you think there is a world better than our Moon Eye Project?"

Madara was startled, then looked at Obito.

"Do you know any information?"

Obito was silent for a moment, then told Daito what he had seen and heard during his battle.

Madara clenched his fist, then unclenched it.

"A world like this...I would rather create it myself than believe in it!"

"But according to what you said...they are probably very powerful!"

"But my Rinnegan...is not comparable to them!"

Madara is full of confidence.

"Madara-sama...are you really not going to contact the First Hokage? If we work together, our chances of winning may be greater!"

Madara shook his head.

"Hashirama...can no longer be trusted!"

"Besides, how am I any worse than him? I'm just a Ten-Tails!"

Yuyin Village.

Nagato was breathing heavily, and the sound of his rapid and disordered breathing seemed particularly harsh in the silent space.

The thunderous explosion outside, which had not yet been heard, was like an invisible sharp blade, constantly piercing his heart and making his already tense nerves even more panicked.

The figure of Xiaonan involuntarily emerged in his mind, the partner who once fought side by side with him and pursued peace together.

Xiaonan...did she fail?

This thought was like a heavy stone, weighing heavily on his heart, making him unable to leave with a sense of relief.

Xiaonan has a slim figure, full of endless tenderness, and her appearance is unique. Her exquisite face seems to be a work of art carefully carved by God, and every line in her body exudes charming charm.

If she fell into the hands of those vicious guys, the consequences would be disastrous.

"No! We must not let anything happen to Xiaonan!"

Nagato shouted in his heart, with a gleam of determination in his eyes.

Such a long time has passed, but the detonating tag still hasn't exploded. In his opinion, this is undoubtedly a symbol of failure.

A deep feeling of frustration surged in his heart, but he endured it and mobilized the last bit of his remaining strength.

Suddenly, the terrifying chakra was like a violent tsunami, sweeping across the entire Hidden Rain Village with Nagato as the center.

That powerful force seemed to devour everything between heaven and earth. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be solidified, and a suffocating pressure filled the air.

This was not a true full-strength burst, but just a deliberate bluff. He wanted to tell the enemy in this way that the strongest person in this Hidden Rain Village was here!

He firmly believed that this awe-inspiring force could scare away many jonin. At the very least, it could attract the strongest combat force here, and this would at least give Konan a chance to escape.

At this moment, his eyes became empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul, and blood was like a flood that broke through the dam, continuously pouring out of his eyes, sliding down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, forming shocking trails of blood.

Outside the Hidden Mist Village, Hashirama and others have arrived.

Watching Itachi's Pain mode slowly fading away, Hashirama narrowed his eyes.

"Nagato...something happened?"

......

Yuyin Village.

At this moment, Xiaonan was covering his mouth and standing in front of Mi Yan.

Behind Mi Yan was Xiao Nan who had turned into a paper angel.

"You...you..."

A smile appeared on Xiaonan's cold face, and her charming appearance immediately charmed many of the legion ninjas behind her.

"Oh my god, a variation of my world."

Xiaonan looked at the confidence on the other person's face, the little excitement and some doubt when facing her, and her expression was complicated.

These...

Are they all from the Empire?

If it were anyone else, she would not hesitate.

But why...

Why me and Yahiko?

And is Yahiko from that world still alive?

"Are you here specially to greet us?"

Xiaonan's voice was filled with joy.

The five legions used Yilin’s short stories as the first wave of publicity.

What they didn't know was that the Hidden Rain Village was extremely xenophobic and had a fanatical belief in angels, so they didn't know those stories.

"To greet? No... I'm here... to kill you!"