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The soul, from ancient times to the present, has been studied and spied on by countless researchers and many elite ninjas, who attempt to uncover the mysterious veil shrouding the soul.

Although the composition of the soul and the influence of spiritual energy on the soul are not clear, countless outstanding ninjas throughout history have entered the realm of the soul in their own way.

Similarly, the person who is most proficient in forbidden soul techniques in the current Konoha Village has died in the Second Ninja World War.

This also means that no one can discover that the enormous attraction that cannot be seen by the naked eye is competing with the legendary pure land for ownership of the soul.

After a moment of stalemate, the almost transparent chains were all cut off, and reflected in the real world, the same Yellow Spring Pure Land, using all the power of the world, dragged the naked girl into the Book of the Red Moon.

"Successful? I actually did it..."

After a long silence, a weird and crazy smile appeared on his face. Huayue laughed wildly towards the sky, almost dislocating his jaw.

"Uchiha brat, what on earth have you done? Why has my plump and well-proportioned figure become like this now, you bastard!"

"What did I do? I just turned the underworld, where people go after death, in the opposite direction, that's all."

In the inner world, the heart lake is bright blue, and the hazy light is not stained by dust.

The black nine-tailed fox, which was originally chubby and almost fat and had shiny and fluffy fur and was perched in the middle of the water, was now so thin that it was almost skin and bones.

"However, relying on the Book of Vermillion Moon to open the Yellow Springs seems to consume a lot of chakra. Anyway, you have nothing to do normally, so it's a good idea to take this opportunity to lose some weight, Orange Pig."

Before the Black Ninetail could roar, Huayue instantly severed its connection with its inner world, leaving it helpless and furious.

A number of Flying Thunder God Kunai flashing with cold light were displayed before his eyes, and the tip of Kusanagi's sword reflected the moonlight, casting a shadow on this rare red moon.

"Before the battle officially begins, let's try using words. Although I'm not very good at persuading people to do things with my mouth, and that guy's will that has been firmly believed for a hundred years is not easy to change, but..."

The figure disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace of Uchiha Kagetsu in the entire Konoha Village. Even the most outstanding perception ninja could not find any trace of him.

At the same time, there is a small border country that does not belong to any of the five major ninja countries, a blank area independent of the fringe, and the bottom of the mountain cemetery.

Uchiha Madara, who was about to reach the end of his life and had been on the verge of death twice, was an old and frail being. He slowly opened his eyes.

The existence reflected in the turbid eyes surprised him a little, but that was all.

No matter how far those who come after him can go, they are all just grains of sand in his eyes, not even half as good as himself.

The black cloak rustled, his face was supported by his hands, his back was against the azure throne, the original color of chakra gathered to form a solid throne, this was why Madara was a little surprised.

"The Flying Thunder God Technique, no matter the developer or the subsequent users, is as disgusting as ever."

"Little devil, tell me your name."

Under the mask of the three-eyed demon fox, an exquisite and intricate kaleidoscope quietly blooms. The familiar pupil power and the family emblem of a flaming fan make Madara fall into memories.

"The Sharingan is an eye that has power and reflects the soul. Using other people's eyes to talk to me is not a respect for the Mangekyō Sharingan."

"No matter how powerful you were in your prime, you are just an old man now. That's why I hate aging."

After a moment's silence, as if sensing a familiar power, Uchiha Madara suddenly realized something and his face gradually became gloomy.

"So it's you. The Tailed Beast Ball and the Four Symbols Seal are well done considering the level of sand. Descendant of a traitorous compatriot, it's amazing that you were able to find this place."

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Huayue had a subtle expression, and her righteous answer made Madara even more excited.

"Traitor? The dust eliminated by history is nothing but a grain of sand, which will eventually be buried in the sand and will never exist."

"But why have you been struggling to survive until now?"

Ignoring the young figure in front of him, the powerful Mangekyo, the extraordinary talent, and the long life, Uchiha Madara was not afraid at all.

These were what he once possessed, and he believed that he would possess them again and obtain true eternity.

"How can a little kid know what adults are thinking? It's like the chain of hatred in this world. Love and hatred are inseparable, but they exist because of each other..."

"This time, I will interrupt the growth of the world. How can you, who have never seen the last part, know the revelation of the Six Paths Sage?"

At this point, the malicious intent lurking in the underground activities was constantly shifting, and without any hesitation, they directly abandoned the base that had been planned for many years.

"That is a revelation that can bring permanent peace. I will correct the mistakes of the Six Paths Sage in the past."

"I know. You also opened the Mangekyō Sharingan and know what love is and how deep the pain is. How about you help me? Don't you want to see your father and mother again?"

In the world of illusion, the afterimages of past memories lingered around him, laughing softly, as if the nightmare he had experienced that day was all illusion.

However, as the exquisite and intricate kaleidoscope spun wildly, the fragile illusion was suddenly shattered.

"The Six Paths Sage's mistake? Even this aspect was anticipated. The backup plan you left behind was probably hidden somewhere else by those guys. It was a thorough plan."

"But my answer is no. Illusions are illusions after all. They are full of flaws and boring."

"It seems that words alone cannot convince you to stop your plan, so let me give you a piece of advice. Since the illusion world is so beautiful, why didn't the Six Paths Sage use it?"

"Then, the next time we meet should be on the battlefield. Even if we kill your old body here, they will spare no effort to wake you up from the underworld."

After a slight pause, a strange laugh emerged from under the mask, and there was a hint of playfulness in the crisp voice.

"But I want to know if a person's soul can be reborn in the underworld after it is completely destroyed. After the soul disappears, no matter what kind of reincarnation ninjutsu is used, it will eventually lose its original effect."

His pupils shrank, his eyes gradually turned cold, Uchiha Madara clenched his fists slightly and lowered his eyes.

"You are just a grain of sand, not even half as good as me! No matter what you want to do, I am the one who will ultimately lead the world to peace."

"That's not necessarily true. Immortal Technique: Spiral Wheel."

The storm raised dust and shattered the chakra pipes connected to the Outer Path Statue. Before his pupils lost their color, regular azure lines spread across Uchiha Madara's body.

"This is... a sealing technique! I've never seen this type before. What exactly is it?"

"I mixed the senjutsu chakra that I injected into my blood vessels with a sealing technique. This move is called Blood Movement Suit."

"Also, do you want to know what technique I developed to target the souls of ninjas?"