A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

"Grandmaster, we know that you have a long lifespan and endless years. Only you can be the witness to our victory or defeat."

Indra and Asura said in unison.

Upon hearing this, Wan Ci's eyes flashed, he sighed softly, and finally nodded slowly.

After Indra and Asura died, they may not have had any acquaintances among them for the next thousand years.

After Ashura's death, the next group of acquaintances will likely be people like Uchiha Tsukuyomi, Uchiha Tajima, and Senju Butsuma...

Let me be a witness to their battle. I want to see for myself whether Indra or Asura will win more in this thousand-year contest.

The original work only briefly mentions the continuous reincarnation of these two souls over a thousand years.

It mainly focused on the bond between Hashirama, Madara, Naruto, and Sasuke.

Before them, there were many reincarnations of Indra and Asura, which were not shown in the original text.

"Since you've made up your minds, then so be it. You two, come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and took a step, his figure appearing and disappearing in the celestial mist.

Indra and Asura dared not delay and immediately set off to follow closely behind. They traversed the stone steps covered with celestial moss, passed through layers of ancient trees on Mount Myōboku, and finally stopped on the core platform of Mount Chōsei.

The chakra of the Celestial Arts here is so dense that it is almost tangible, making it the most abundant place on Mount Myōboku.

"arrive."

He stopped ten thousand times, slowly closed his eyes, and his aura suddenly became still.

In an instant, Wanci suddenly opened his eyes—!

The Rinnegan suddenly appeared in his eye socket!

Six ripples slowly flowed in his pupils, and an immense pressure instantly swept across the entire Longevity Peak!

"Next, I will use the power of the Rinnegan to strip a part of your souls, and the other part will be reincarnated by you."

Wanci's voice was calm as he spoke.

Indra and Asura exchanged a glance, each suppressing the turmoil in their hearts, and closed their eyes together, relaxing their entire bodies.

The next second, Wanci's figure suddenly disappeared!

Only a faint afterimage remained in place.

When it reappeared, it was already standing behind the two brothers, its palms gently pressing on the tops of Indra's and Asura's heads respectively.

In an instant, the power of the Rinnegan erupted, unleashing a soul extraction technique comparable to Pain's Human Path in later generations!

Two blue, ethereal soul figures were slowly drawn out from above their heads; these were the core of their souls' essence—their obsessions and power—flowing out in wisps.

"receive!"

Wanci slightly raised his palm, and an ancient gourd appeared out of thin air, which was the hilt of the Ten-Fist Sword that was sealed inside.

The gourd's mouth suddenly opened, and an invisible suction force surged out, drawing the two extracted wisps of soul into the gourd and sealing them completely.

"call!"

The excruciating pain and weakness of having one's soul ripped out instantly swept over the entire body.

Indra and Asura trembled, their legs buckled, and they both collapsed weakly to their knees, their faces as pale as paper, having lost even the strength to stand.

"alright."

After retracting his palm ten thousand times, the Rinnegan slowly faded away, returning to its original form.

Wanci looked down at the two kneeling figures and said calmly, "It's all healed. A thousand years from now, I will release your sealed souls. At that time, we will meet again at the Longevity Peak of Mount Myōboku."

At this moment, the two only possessed half of their souls, and these souls were responsible for reincarnation.

The other half of his soul was sealed within the Totsuka Sword and slumbered.

Once the thousand-year promise is fulfilled, the two will be awakened ten thousand times, revealing the outcome of the battle.

"Thank you, Grandmaster!"

Despite their weakness, the two brothers managed to bow with difficulty.

After the ceremony, the two walked step by step down the mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, Ashura stopped, turned to look at Indra beside him, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and whispered, "Brother, see you again in a thousand years..."

Indra turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over Asura, a disdainful snort curling at the corner of his lips, his tone icy: "Your reincarnation may not necessarily have such good fortune as you."

After he finished speaking, Indra said no more.

He turned and became a blur, leaving without a trace of regret, his back view resolute and without the slightest hint of lingering affection.

Gazing in the direction where his brother had disappeared, Ashura sighed heavily, a trace of melancholy flashing in his eyes.

"Brother, you won't even call me 'little brother'..."

Ashura felt a sense of loss.

Just then, Fukasaku and Black Zetsu appeared.

"Asura Sect Master, if it is to be abandoned, then it should be abandoned."

Fukasaku stood on Kurozaku's shoulder, his palms pressed together.

Ashura nodded slightly, then thought it made sense.

"Thank you for your guidance, esteemed immortals."

Ashura respectfully thanked Fukasaku and Kuroze, then turned and left Changsheng Peak.

"Putting aside their ideologies, Indra is indeed quite excellent, but he is not as good as Asura," Fukasaku remarked.

Black Zetsu nodded in agreement. According to the template of a human ruler, Indra might be more suitable, while Ashura would be more suitable as a charismatic mascot.

"Sigh, this is what they call the tuft of hair growing later than the eyebrows, but longer than the eyebrows," Black Zetsu said.

Upon hearing this, Fukasaku's expression tightened, and he immediately touched his eyebrows, saying, "Hmm, the words may be rough, but the principle is sound..."

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At the summit, Wanci still stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction the two brothers had left, remaining silent for a long time.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki has been gone for decades, and now Indra and Ashura are both middle-aged and old, with little time left to live.

Meanwhile, on the moon, Hamura Otsutsuki is also nearing the end of his life.

This news is not based on mere speculation.

The influence of Mount Myōboku has already quietly infiltrated the moon. Among the descendants of the Ōtsutsuki clan on the moon, there are spies planted by Mount Myōboku. Hamura's physical condition has already been transmitted back by these spies.

When Hamura led people to the moon, Manji had already planted a toad.

"Speaking of which, that branch of descendants on the moon does have some use."

He muttered to himself ten thousand times, then closed his eyes and silently recited the Reverse Spirit Communication Technique.

His reverse psychic abilities had reached their pinnacle, allowing him to do as he pleased without needing the cooperation of any party.

The next second, on the distant moon, in the dwelling of the Otsutsuki clan, a sleeping descendant of Hamura suddenly opened his mouth wide.

A palm-sized, bluish-green toad leaped swiftly from its mouth and landed on the cold lunar surface.

Immediately afterwards, the toad opened its mouth wide, and a massive amount of magical mist surged out. Amidst the billowing mist, a figure slowly materialized—

Ten thousand times they set foot on the moon, descending upon this desolate, otherworldly land.

"arrive."

Wanci glanced around and immediately activated his senses, encompassing everything on the moon.

Within seconds, Wanci had already sensed nearly a thousand people on the moon!

"Wow, that's amazing! Many children bring many blessings."

He sensed so many Hamura bloodlines ten thousand times.