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He stared intently at the last Sharingan in Danzo's chest, which was still spinning.
Izanagi is a technique that can alter reality.
Based on previous battles, with each death, he would close one eye.
So now, if we kill him again, Izanagi will lose its effectiveness.
Despite thinking this way, the Third Hokage no longer had the strength to even form hand seals.
“It’s over.” Danzo raised his wooden right arm, sharp wooden spikes protruding from his palm. “I will usher in a new era for Konoha—my era!”
"Grandpa! Danger!"
Just as Danzo was about to make his move, a powerful wind blade rushed past, forcing Danzo to jump backward.
The third generation suddenly turned his head, his pupils shrinking sharply—a blond boy had appeared at the edge of the battlefield at some point, his blue eyes filled with worry.
"Naruto?!" The Third Hokage's voice trembled with terror. "Run! It's dangerous here!"
But Naruto shook his head and took a firm step forward: "It was always the Third Hokage who protected me; now it's my turn to help you!"
Danzo paused, his one eye narrowing slightly as he scrutinized Naruto.
He has no Sharingan, no unusual chakra fluctuations, and looks like an ordinary kid.
"Heh..." Danzo suddenly laughed, his voice filled with cruel pleasure. "The Nine-Tails Jinchuriki has willingly delivered himself to my doorstep? It seems even fate is on my side."
He abandoned the Third Hokage and turned to Naruto: "Kid, blame yourself for being nosy—"
Seeing Danzo about to reach Naruto, the Third Hokage tried to get up to stop him, but his body wouldn't allow him to stand. He could only shout desperately, "Naruto, run!"
Suddenly, a muffled thud was heard, and Danzo looked at his abdomen with a shocked expression.
Immediately afterwards, his body flew backward as if hit by a cannonball, crashing into three large trees before barely coming to a stop.
Amidst the rising dust, Naruto slowly retracted his raised right foot, his once azure eyes now transformed into crimson Sharingan.
A haughty smile curved his lips, and his voice was deep and authoritative:
"This time I can finally put some effort into it."
Sensing that Madara's chakra was gradually exceeding Naruto's physical limits, Kurama slapped the water's surface with its tail.
His crimson beastly eyes were filled with worry: "Old Madara, be careful. Your chakra already far surpasses Naruto's. Are you trying to kill him by unleashing your full power?!"
Madara's spirit flexed his wrist, a dangerous glint in his Sharingan eyes: "I know without you telling me, so I'll only use three-tenths of my power for now."
"Three floors?" Kurama rolled his eyes. "Let me remind you, Naruto is just a seven-year-old child right now. Don't treat him like a monster like you!"
Madara snorted coldly: "I know my limits. This amount of power is more than enough to deal with a half-baked Wood Release user."
Kurama's ears suddenly perked up: "Hey, watch out! That guy's about to use his last Sharingan!"
In the real world, the Third Hokage looked at the blond boy who suddenly seemed like a completely different person and was taken aback: "You, are you, sir?"
Ban clasped his hands together and kept stretching his muscles.
As he walked, he said, "I told you, I'll protect Naruto. You rest and recover here for now, I'm going to deal with that bandaged brat."
At this moment, Danzo crawled up from the ruins, his last Sharingan on his chest spinning wildly.
His expression was contorted to the extreme, his single eye filled with disbelief: "Impossible... Uchiha Madara?!"
“Correct.” Madara, controlling Naruto’s body, slowly raised his right hand. “Too bad there’s no reward.”
Danzo roared, his hands rapidly forming hand seals: "Wood Release: Tree World Descent—"
“Too slow.”
Madara's figure vanished instantly, reappearing in front of Danzo.
The small fist, imbued with terrifying chakra, slammed into Danzo's abdomen.
"puff--!"
Danzo spat out a mouthful of blood, his body curling up like a shrimp.
But Madara's attack wasn't over yet. He grabbed Danzo's hair and delivered a powerful knee strike to the man's chin.
The crisp sound of bones breaking resounded across the battlefield.
Danzo's body flew backward like a rag doll, smashing through three and a half human-sized granite blocks before barely coming to a stop.
Amidst the flying debris, he struggled to his feet, the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth staining his ashen face a dark red.
"No, it can't be!" Danzo roared, his voice distorted with madness. "I've paid the price for this day!"
He slammed his hands down on the ground, the instant his palms touched the soil.
The grayish-white Hashirama cells burrowed into the ground like earthworms: "Wood Release: Advent of the World of Trees!"
"Rumble--"
The earth trembled violently, and hundreds of giant trees burst forth from the ground.
These trees grew wildly at a rate that defied the laws of nature, their thick trunks covered with grotesque burls, and their sharp branches piercing the sky like spears.
In the blink of an eye, the entire battlefield transformed into a primeval jungle, with every tree exuding a bloodthirsty killing intent, swarming towards Naruto.
Faced with this terrifying sea of Wood Release techniques, Naruto, controlled by Madara, let out a disdainful sneer: "That's all?"
The crimson Sharingan reflected the approaching sea of trees as Madara slowly formed hand seals: "Compared to Hashirama's Advent of a World of Trees, yours is as weak as an infant!"
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
Whoosh—Boom!!!
What Naruto spewed from his mouth was not flames, but a crimson inferno!
The wave of fire collided with the first giant tree that struck, and the wood at the point of contact instantly carbonized, twisting and disintegrating under the intense heat.
Immediately afterwards, Ban intensified his fire output, and the range of the sea of fire tripled, transforming into a giant wall of fire tens of meters high that engulfed the entire forest.
The exploding chakra triggered an air explosion, and the shockwave tore the unburnt trees to pieces.
The once overwhelming tree world descended, but before this devastating fire escapade, it was as vulnerable as a child's toy.
Blackened sawdust flew everywhere, turning into sparks in the heat.
The scorching air currents distorted the view, and even distant rocks began to melt into crimson magma.
Danzo stood frozen in place, his face still frozen in a ferocious expression.
His pupils reflected the sea of fire, and in the center of the fire was a petite yet demonic figure.
He couldn't believe that this was released by a seven-year-old child. Was Madara Uchiha really that powerful?
Madara lowered his hands from the hand seals and slowly walked towards Danzo: "You think I came here to support that brat Sarutobi?"
As he spoke, one hand grabbed Danzo by the neck, and Madara sneered, "No, I'm here to beat him up!"
Chapter 22 Is Izanagi invincible? No, that's because you haven't met me yet!
Shortly afterward, Danzo lay on the ground, his gray hair stuck to his forehead with blood, and his right arm, strengthened by Hashirama cells, was twisted and deformed.
He raised his head, trembling, and saw the seven-year-old blond child reflected in his single eye.
At this moment, those crimson Sharingan eyes were looking down at him, like a god scrutinizing an ant.
"No...impossible..." Danzo managed a hoarse voice, "How could a mere child's body...possibly..."
Why is a seven-year-old child, someone you could easily crush with one hand, so strong in the hands of Madara Uchiha?
Is this the Madara Uchiha that only the First Hokage could fight back against?
Madara controlled Naruto to slowly approach, the small soles of his boots making a slight "crunching" sound as they stepped on the scorched earth.
He tilted his head, revealing a chilling smile: "Looks like you haven't caught up with reality yet."
Suddenly, Naruto grabbed Danzo by the throat with his small hand. If Naruto hadn't been too short, he could have lifted Danzo's entire upper body.
Even so, the seven-year-old child's arm, which should have been slender and weak, was now as unshakeable as steel.
"See clearly," Madara's voice was deep and thunderous, "this is true power."
As Danzo felt the increasing pressure from that small hand, his breathing became increasingly difficult.
However, Danzo was not worried.
Because the last Sharingan in his chest is still spinning! The effects of Izanagi are still ongoing!
Ha...hahaha! He coughed up blood and laughed, "You can't kill me! As long as this eye is still here—"
"Izanagi lasting only one minute?"
Ban's mocking voice was like ice cutting through steel: "It's really unpleasant that you're using our clan's secret techniques so carelessly."
On Naruto's youthful face, his eyes suddenly underwent a terrifying change.
The three tomoe spun wildly, connecting to form an eerie pattern in the Eternal Kaleidoscope.
Deep within the scarlet pupils, it seemed as if blood was slowly flowing.
“But you must understand,” Madara slowly lifted Naruto’s small hand, “that Izanagi is not invincible either.”
"What, what did you say?"
Danzo's one pupil shrank sharply, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
His Sharingan on his chest spun uneasily, as if sensing some kind of higher-level genjutsu suppression.
Madara's lips curled into a cruel smile: "Izanagi can indeed alter reality, but only if... it's the reality you perceive."
The moment two pairs of Sharingan eyes met—
Danzo seemed to hear the sound of his own mental world shattering.
The world spun around in an instant. When Danzo regained consciousness, he was standing in an endless, blood-red space.
The ground was covered in thick blood plasma, and every step created nauseating ripples.
Suddenly, thousands of mirrors rose from the sea of blood, surrounding him completely.
Each mirror reflected the darkest moment of his life...
In the mirror on the left, Yahiko resolutely commits suicide to protect his companions, while "he" and Hanzo the Salamander watch coldly from the sidelines.