Naruto: This Uchiha is too innocent.

Emptiness, endless emptiness...

Before me stretched an endless white wilderness, a desolate expanse where only deathly silence remained, devoid of any sign of life.

There were no lone wild geese flitting by, no lush grass, and even the sun, moon, and stars had vanished. Only a light of unknown origin bathed the world in a perpetual haze, where even day and night ceased to exist.

Temperature, humidity, and oxygen—these basic elements for sustaining life—lose all meaning here, simply because there is no life here.

In this desolate white wilderness, a figure moved slowly, wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth like a ghost. His face was blank, his eyes empty and lifeless, like a walking corpse whose soul had been ripped away, aimlessly drifting in this boundless whiteness.

No one knows where he came from, no one knows where he is going, and no one knows how long he has been wandering in this world.

And so he walked, step by step, straight ahead in one direction, leaving behind a trail of endless footprints...

A year? Ten years? Or perhaps a century has already passed...

In this vast and boundless world, the solitary figure finally encountered its first unusual sight: a vast, azure sea!

A vast, azure sea stretched out before the figure. A normal person, faced with such an obstacle, would likely have no choice but to turn back. However, this wooden figure did not hesitate for a moment, taking a step directly towards the sea.

The next moment, something strange happened. He did not sink into the sea, but miraculously walked on the surface of the sea, as if walking on invisible steps, like a divine miracle.

The figure continued walking forward, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally crossed the unknown sea and set foot on another piece of land.

The continent across the ocean is not a vast, desolate wilderness, but a perfectly normal continent with hills, deserts, swamps, and more, just like any other world.

Only the sky remains eternally unchanged, still without distinction between day and night. And everything on the continent seems to have been forgotten by time; the rivers and vegetation are eternal existences, forever frozen in a certain moment.

This continent seemed to be an eternal kingdom.

In this eternal kingdom, resources are inexhaustible, and it has never suffered the ravages of war. Or rather, in this place, the concept of war has long lost its meaning.

And the human figure encountered other members of his kind for the first time on this continent. However, compared to his zombie-like appearance, the other human figures appeared much more lively and vibrant, possessing all the emotions and energy that humans have.

At first, the zombie-like figure went unnoticed by others. The people here lived carefree, paradise-like lives, their faces beaming with enjoyment and contentment.

But soon, the zombie-like, stiff, numb figure attracted the attention of others, who began to discuss it amongst themselves, filled with curiosity about this sudden alien.

"Hey, look at that person, he's really weird."

"Right? I noticed that too. That person is like a puppet. I've observed him, and he seems to have no brain. He only walks in one direction."

"I tried to communicate with him, but he completely ignored me."

"Tsk tsk, where did this idiot come from? But have we ever had an idiot around here?"

Some tried to communicate with the shadowy figure, but to no avail; some tried to follow the shadowy figure, but quickly gave up; some tried to block its path, but were knocked to the ground.

The figure was like them, yet unlike them; he was an anomaly. And so he passed through village after village...

Finally, someone recognized the figure's outfit.

"Isn't that an Uchiha? What are they doing here?"

Upon hearing this, everyone began to ask questions.

The man thought for a moment, "I heard it from someone else. Look at the pattern on the back of that outfit, a billiards ball handle—that's the Uchiha clan crest. Speaking of the Uchiha, they're quite something; the legendary Lord Indra is their ancestor!"

"What?! Lord Indra is this person's ancestor?! Wow, that's quite a background?"

The news that the figure came from the mysterious Uchiha clan quickly went viral.

For this peaceful village, gossip is their most interesting thing.

This news, as if it had grown wings, quickly reached the ears of a middle-aged man in another village more than ten kilometers away.

"Uchiha..." he murmured, his gaze deep, and he slowly narrowed his eyes, as if pondering something. Finally, he made up his mind to go to the place where the figure was to find out.

Soon, he found the figure.

"Hey, where did you come from? What is the state of the new world like now?" He carefully examined the figure and discovered that the person's eyes were actually two-tomoe Sharingan. Clearly, the figure was indeed a member of the Uchiha clan.

However, the figure seemed not to hear a sound, and continued walking forward woodenly without any reaction.

The man frowned and tried to communicate again: "Brother, now that we're in another world, why be so cold? Seeing you like this, I'm curious, how did you die?"

But the figure remained unchanged, unmoved.

The middle-aged man tried every means to attract the figure's attention, but to no avail. He sighed helplessly, "You idiot, are you really a fool? Fine, fine, I'm kind-hearted, so I'll send you back to the Uchiha clan's territory. Otherwise, looking like this, who knows when you'll be back."

Unexpectedly, these words caught the attention of the figure, who stopped in his tracks and stood there dumbfounded.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but chuckle, raising an eyebrow and teasingly saying, "You little rascal, you actually reacted when you heard you could go home."

But the figure remained silent, simply standing there quietly.

Soon, the middle-aged man led his group toward the Uchiha clan's territory in this world.

However, no one noticed that after the middle-aged man left, everyone in the area slowly fell into a deep sleep. The once vibrant village instantly turned into a desolate wasteland, as if all the vitality and color existed because of that one person.

The middle-aged man walked alongside the shadowy figure for a long time. He tried to communicate with the figure many times, but to no avail. Gradually, his brows furrowed more and more, and his gaze became deep and unsettling...

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two finally arrived at the Uchiha clan's territory, and strangely, everyone there was peacefully asleep.

It was as if the two of them were the only ones awake in the entire world.

The middle-aged man was not surprised by this, and sighed softly, "This world is ultimately much more boring."

He patted the figure beside him. "Although I don't know what's going on with you, you probably want to go home. Now that you're home, get some rest."

Clearly, he believes that the driving force behind the figure's continued movement is its unwavering desire to return home.

To the middle-aged man's surprise, the figure only paused briefly at the Uchiha clan's territory before leaving and heading in one direction...

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then followed after him. He wanted to see what this figure was up to.

In the eternal kingdom, a special being who is suspected to be a second him has now arrived, and he can't help but be curious.

Soon, the middle-aged man followed the figure to a certain place in the village, and came to... a sleeping person.

The sleeping man was about thirty years old. The middle-aged man had no recollection of him; too many people came here every day, and he couldn't remember so many.

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, the puppet-like figure in front of him was trembling slightly on the shoulders!

He was shocked. He had tried every possible means to attract the figure's attention during this time, but all of them had failed.

And now, a resting soul has actually stirred emotions in the figure? He sighed softly.

"Who was this person to you when they were alive?"

The figure remained silent, his head bowed, gazing at the serene face in the moonlight breeze. He slowly raised his hand, but seemed to be afraid of something, his hand hovering in the air, unable to fall for a long time.

"In the wind of the month of Mao, is this your final resting place...?" the figure murmured to himself.

Then, he slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the others beside Uzuki Kaze: two elderly men and a boy.

"Are these your parents and brother? Being able to reunite after death is probably what you longed for," the figure said softly.

The middle-aged man observed the scene quietly, seemingly weighing something in his mind. Finally, he waved his hand gently, as if making a decision.

Maoyue Fengzhong's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and the next moment, he slowly opened his eyes and woke up!

He seemed not to have fully reacted, staring blankly at everything around him. Gradually, his gaze fell on the figure in front of him, his body trembled violently, and he grabbed the figure's shoulder, asking urgently, "Kong? What are you doing here?" Then, as if realizing something, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I'm confused. What else could be the reason you're here? By the way, how did you die?"

When asked by Uchiha Kaze, Uchiha Sora, who remained unmoved, surprisingly replied, "An accident."

Uzuki Kaze paused for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Really? I thought you'd make it to the end."

"Yes, that's what I think."

Upon meeting Uzuki Kazunari, Uchiha Sora, who had been like a walking corpse, regained his sense of self. His memories flooded back like a tide, everything so natural and so clear.

Immediately, Uchiha Sora turned around, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said softly, "Thank you, Sage of Six Paths."

Yes, the middle-aged man in front of me, with his dark blue skin, his two Rinnegan eyes, the horns on his forehead, and his flowing feather robe, all clearly indicated his identity: the legendary Sage of Six Paths.

And this world is undoubtedly a pure land where souls can find peace.

Uchiha Sora didn't know much about the Pure Land's setting. He only knew that it was a place where souls could find peace and would fall into a deep sleep.

The only person who can freely enter and leave the Pure Land is the Six Paths Immortal.

Uchiha Sora recalled the vibrant village he had visited not long ago, and realized that the Sage of Six Paths was responsible for keeping those souls conscious. In eternal solitude, it is easy for a person to fall into madness and despair, and allowing some souls to awaken and interact with others is the best way to maintain clarity in this pure land.

The Sage of Six Paths was surprised that Uchiha Sora could recognize his identity at a glance.

"Young man, you are special."

He glanced at Uzuki Kaze, "You guys talk first, I have something to do."

Then, in front of the two of them, he opened up a time tunnel and stepped inside. He had many questions, so he decided to go to reality.

The Sage of Six Paths left his mouth, and Uchiha Sora and Uzuki Kaze communicated and invited him.

Of course, Uzuki Kaze's memories stop at the last moment before his death, so most of the time it was Uchiha Sora who was recounting his experiences.

In front of Kaze, he laid down all his burdens and talked about everything from everyday trifles to life-or-death battles...

Uzuki Kaze listened quietly, understanding that the burden on the young man before him was far too heavy.

After a long while, Uchiha Sora let out a soft breath and shrugged. "I didn't expect to die like this. Oh well, that's easier."

"It's good that I'm dead. I don't have to worry about anything anymore. I don't have to think about anything. Fighting, revival, salvation—none of it matters anymore..."

He didn't seem too saddened by his death; in fact, he seemed somewhat relieved.

Listening to his incessant chatter, Uzuki Kaze said softly, "Sora, you... must be very resentful."

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Sora paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's there to be unwilling about? It's good that you're dead. Everything can be resolved with death."

Uzuki Kaze shook his head, his expression dejected. "No, you're unwilling. There are still many people you cherish in reality. You're not willing to die like this."

When it comes to the person who understands Uchiha Sora the most, it is Uzuki Kazunari, who understands him even better than Uchiha Sora's parents.

He understood what Uchiha Sora carried, and he understood even more that those things were things that Uchiha had willingly taken on.

How could such a responsible person be willing to die before his ambitions are fulfilled?

Uchiha Sora was only deceiving himself, which is why he was moving in one direction like a zombie...

Uchiha Sora fell silent, his eyes lowered. After a long while, he said, "So what? I'm already dead."

Maoyue Feng was speechless for a moment. Yes, he was already dead. No matter how unwilling he was, what could he do?

During this period, no one would use the Impure World Reincarnation technique to revive him, nor would anyone use the Samsara technique to revive him.

Death is so terrible. Everything you have is gone, just as you came alone and you will die alone.

"Dead? No, young man, you are not dead yet."

Suddenly, a voice came.

Uchiha Sora and Uzuki Kaze were taken aback. It turned out that the Sage of Six Paths had returned and overheard their conversation.

Uchiha Sora frowned. "My soul has already arrived in the Pure Land, so how come I'm not dead?"

"Heh." A glint flashed in the Sage of Six Paths' eyes as he looked at Uchiha Sora as if he had spotted a priceless treasure.

"If you were an ordinary person, you would naturally be dead by now, but you are not a normal person."

"You are not normal. You are not from this world... You are a demon from beyond the heavens."

Uchiha Sora couldn't believe it.