Chapter 53 Chapter 53 The four battles after the chapter, the four battles that were disrupted...

Ah Li opened his eyes again and looked at the pitted battlefield, the cut giant tree trunks, and the huge meteorite craters around him. He knew his mother was up to something again...

No matter how you look at it, this is the battlefield of the Fourth World War, right?

"Baby, I think I misplaced my location and accidentally stumbled into a parallel world's timeline..."

Ali opened his mouth, glanced around, looked at the empty space around him, and finally sighed helplessly: "Where's Madara-sama?"

"Who knows..." The little man snorted, and finally pointed his fingers at Ali's helpless yet determined gaze: "Maybe it's because of the soul body, and it was spontaneously attracted to the center of this timeline..."

"What about Xia Yujie?" Ali was a little confused.

"The me in this world hasn't awakened yet, and I instinctively resist the alien creatures from entering. I'll temporarily place him in the space-time tunnel..."

"It's okay. There's no concept of time in the time tunnel. We'll come out now and immediately take the descendant of the previous Indra back. He won't notice anything in there."

"Hehe..." The little guy gave an awkward laugh.

Ali: ...

Never mind, it's normal...

There was another earth-shaking tremor. Ali looked at the moon hanging in the night sky, which had changed from blood red to pure white, and his pupils shrank.

This means that Princess Kaguya has been sealed?

Is it at this time?

What about Madara?

…

On the flat land, Ban slowly regained his composure. He lay quietly on the ground, feeling the cold wind blowing around him.

He felt the existence of his own body for the first time in a long time, but he was very unhappy with the feeling of having lost all his strength and being terminally ill.

He remembered the recovery technique he had just learned in that world. When he was about to use it, a flood of memories came flooding back, including all his experiences in this world, except that he had not met that little ghost. So, everything continued on its original path.

He felt betrayed by Jue and felt the doubt and confusion in his heart.

He heard himself speak, his voice weak...

"Is that Hashirama..."

After a long time, a familiar voice sounded beside my ear: "Yeah."

"Neither you nor I...have achieved our wishes..."

Madara's fingers twitched uncontrollably.

This was the conversation he had read in the book, and at this moment, it was actually happening to him.

"Therefore, we must entrust our wishes to future generations... and let them fulfill them for us."

"You're still the same... so naive..."

If nothing unexpected happens, the next sentence should be, maybe this is the right thing for you...

A sense of absurdity surged into Madara's heart...

Entrust your wishes to future generations?

He vaguely remembered that in that new world, when they were on their way to get rid of the curse spirits, they saw an extremely large and special little devil curse spirit.

The little devil kept yelling, determined to meet his parents' expectations at all costs, while wantonly destroying things. When faced with the obvious couple among the sorcerers, he was extremely determined to kill them.

After brushing off the curse, the little ghost suddenly told him with emotion a true story about a man who was forced to commit suicide by his parents.

Even in a peaceful world, there are always bloodless struggles...

Adults who are unable to fulfill their own wishes force their wishes on their children, thinking that this will bring rebirth to their families.

Their children may have their own hobbies and ideas, but they are often forced to make hasty choices about their future lives due to their parents' expectations and the practical needs of their families, becoming part of the countless people pursuing fame and fortune...

However, in fact, why should we ask our children with independent thinking to fulfill our dreams like puppets when we ourselves have not even accomplished something?

yes……

Why can't we first realize our dream world, allowing children to freely and happily choose their own lives and do what they love, rather than being forced by circumstances to fulfill the unfulfilled wishes of their ancestors?

Before the words "Maybe you are right" came out of his mouth, Madara instantly snatched control of his body, feeling the sudden struggle of his other soul, and suddenly seemed to see something and stopped moving.

Madara moved his fingers, feeling the body he had regained...

I had long felt a familiar spiritual consciousness slowly enveloping this world, but the person stopped far away and circled around.

Only at this moment did Madara chuckle with difficulty: "Kid, how long are you going to watch?"

Hashirama froze for a moment, an inexplicable sense of crisis welling up in his heart. Instinctively, he formed a seal, and then...

"Bang, boom..."

Almost at the moment when the words fell, the Impure World Pillar who was squatting next to Madara was kicked out by the sudden attack. Accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the Impure World Pillar figure flipped and hit the ground countless times, and suddenly turned into a wooden man and fell to the ground.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I just heard some very infuriating words when I first arrived..." Her attitude was natural and intimate, with a coquettish tone.

A child in his early ten years old stood in front of Madara at some point, protecting his body lying on the ground behind him.

Ali ignored the crowd who had suddenly become alert, and she met their gazes.

"Hey!!! Where did the child come from?!!!" Naruto shouted at an inappropriate time, but was glared at by Sasuke who was standing beside him, and immediately fell silent.

The body behind him, which had originally lost its vitality, seemed to be infused with vitality again in an instant, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to have received a call and poured into Madara's body.

"How...how...how is this possible..." The few remaining survivors of Infinite Tsukuyomi looked in disbelief at the body that was obviously dying. It stood up again in front of them, and its aura instantly began to rise, feeling even more terrifying than before.

"Wow, is the reversal technique so effective? It can even replenish the source of life?" Ah Libie turned his head and looked at Madara's body slowly standing up with some surprise. His originally naked upper body and Hashirama's face on his chest seemed to slowly melt on Madara's body and be completely swallowed up.

Ali's head froze when she turned around. She glanced back, then unconsciously turned back and took another sneak peek.

Madara's lines look really good...

spot:……

"Bang!"

"Ouch~" Ali held his head in grievance. Madara took two steps forward and faced everyone's vigilant gaze on Ali's behalf. Finally, the gaze slowly fixed on Hashirama who was standing aside in a daze.

Madara lowered his eyes, then smiled at Hashirama: "As expected, Hashirama, I still feel that it is a dereliction of duty as a senior to forcefully entrust one's ideals to future generations..."

"You do have a backup plan..." Tobirama's expression was solemn, and he had raised his hands again, ready to form seals.

Ali grabbed one of Madara's arms and stuck his head out from behind him: "Master Madara, do you need my help?"

The spiritual consciousness surged instantly, and an invisible pressure enveloped everyone's heart, making everyone more wary of the child in front of them who seemed to have no chakra at all.

"Madara?" Hashirama looked at the small figure that was visible behind Madara: "Madara, is this your granddaughter?"

Madara and Ali froze together.

Instead, the old man who had been sitting in the air beside him replied, "No."

"That child doesn't have Uchiha blood in him."

Ali's gaze also turned as the old man spoke, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

The few words he heard as soon as he arrived at the scene re-echoed in Ali's mind.

"Because he took advantage of that thing, that's why it became like this."

"Naruto, Sasuke, this is what happened to your predecessors. Just wait and see..."

Who is this old man preaching to?

Aren't you the cause of all this?

Thinking of how his mother had been persecuted to the point where she was now, the anger that had just been interrupted was aroused again.

"Really, a disaster..."

Ali stood out from behind Madara, and seeing the sidelong gaze he was giving him, Ali forced a smile and pointed at the old man with twin horns and a wrinkled face who looked unhuman. "Mara, leave that old man to me. You take care of the others and come help me."

After all, he has lived for thousands of years. Who knows what he did in the Pure Land?

All the souls were detained in the Pure Land, but the Pure Land showed no signs of collapse due to overcrowding. Ali couldn't help but wonder if he had swallowed all the souls that had automatically dissipated due to being retained for too long, and used them to improve himself...

The battle that took place again ended unusually quickly.

Without using chakra, pure spiritual energy attacks are almost fatal to all Impure World Reincarnation bodies.

The large-scale tree world of Hashirama was born and quickly carbonized into powder in the mottled black flames. Several black sticks suddenly shot out from the black flames and nailed Hashirama to the ground again.

"The form of attack has completely changed. You are not Madara..."

"But my perception tells me that you are indeed Madara..."

Hashirama stared intently at Madara, who had also pinned Sasuke and Naruto to the ground, and said in a contradictory tone, "Who are you?"

At this moment, all the survivors of the Infinite Tsukuyomi had been nailed to the ground by the black rod condensed by Madara, and the nine tailed beasts were instantly sealed. Madara's fighting skills were really not comparable to Kaguya Otsutsuki. At this moment, it seemed that Madara, who had made further progress, was no longer an existence they could contend with...

"I am indeed not the Madara of this world." Madara indifferently pulled off the torn gloves on his hands, and then stood aside watching the game between the girl and the Sage of Six Paths.

It seems that Liudao’s ability is stronger, but no matter how powerful the attack is, if it can’t hit people, what’s the use?

He felt relieved and didn't plan to take action immediately.

"I see..." Hashirama half-lay on the ground, also looking at the two people playing chess in the distance. He could faintly see the shadow of Madara from the girl's fierce attack...

Seeing the pride, admiration, and eagerness that naturally showed on Madara's face, Hashirama couldn't help but feel happy for him: "Is this the heir you chose in the other world?"

“That’s great…”

"If I had known earlier, I would have urged you to find a partner. Maybe if you had a child, you wouldn't have left the village..."

"No, it's all my fault. I didn't discover the darkness of the village in time, which led to you being used by Black Zetsu and choosing this path..."

Madara's smile froze. He glanced at Hashirama, who was genuinely happy for him, and instantly fell into self-blame. He seemed to be shrouded in a dark aura, and his attitude couldn't help but soften: "Tsk..."

"It has nothing to do with you. Whether I use it or not, it's my own choice."

Hashirama was silent for a long moment, his expression unclear as he lowered his eyes. "So, you from that world have left as well."

Veins popped out on Madara's head.

This guy...

Lied to him again!

The golden-haired man nailed to the stone wall behind him was shouting something, but was directly blocked by Madara. At this moment, he looked back with some suspicion, compared the other party's appearance of instantly becoming energetic, and finally received the question of "Who are you and what do you want to do!" by Madara.

Is that guy really the reincarnation of Hashirama?

Really, not at all like...

Ali, who relied on his talent to deal with the Six Paths Sage, became more and more courageous. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Six Paths Sage wanted to disperse and leave, but was secretly locked in the space with the help of Ali's spiritual consciousness and his mother, and was trapped in this world.

Madara no longer paid attention to the shouting behind him until he saw that the outcome of the battle was a foregone conclusion, then he instantly intervened.

Several top-grade spirit stones appeared in the air, and the sealing pattern rose up, trapping the old man in a sealing array composed of spiritual energy.

"Who are you?" The Six Paths Sage looked at Ali as if he was looking at a dangerous object to the planet, and finally a trace of murderous intent emerged.

"Me?" Ali snorted. She looked at the old man with a very unfriendly look: "Is the stolen Pure Land any good?"

"Pure Land?" The old man's pupils shrank slightly. "Death?"

"Huh? They're just the Pure Land clergy that Grandma originally arranged. They originally controlled the Pure Land, determined the good and evil of souls after death, and carried their original karma, determining their reincarnation."

"In the end, you kicked me out..." Ali sneered.

Ban, who was standing by, felt the girl's extremely intense emotions and suddenly remembered Ali's so-called mother when they first met.

Are you qualified to arrange the position of gods on the planet?

"You are so awesome. Souls only go in and never leave you, causing countless ninja deaths, but you put all the blame on my mother. How can you be so shameless?" Ali said in a sarcastic tone.

The old man frowned slightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Ali was so angry that he laughed.

Don't understand? Regardless of whether it's true or not, just assume you really don't understand...

But you are never innocent...

"Baby, I've woken up here, and it's time to take over..." The little man in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly reminded.

The sun slowly spread over the earth, layers of morning glow gathered together, and a huge head slowly emerged from the clouds, looking down at the earth, with a majestic and solemn atmosphere.

The crowd was like ants facing a real god, unable to muster the slightest desire to resist.

It was not until this moment that a glimmer of realization flashed across the old man's eyes.

A piece of debris from Liudao's body was directly taken out and slowly rose to the center of the eyebrows of the person's face in the clouds.

As the fragments sank into the body, the head slowly opened its eyes. It glanced at the people below, as if it was looking at some hateful parasites on its body.

The rosy glow dissipated, and the head also disappeared before everyone's eyes, but the shock it brought to everyone took a long time to dissipate.

Behind the old man, a black vortex swirled, filled with resentment and countless wailing sounds. Even just listening to it made one's scalp tingle.

Suddenly, countless hands stretched out and pulled the bound old man in.

Several top-grade spirit stones fell to the ground due to the failure of the formation. A ball of rich black and white spiritual energy emerged in the air and finally condensed into two black and white spiritual marrows the size of a human brain.

"Take it, kid. This is pure yin and yang power. It's my thank you gift." A smile appeared on the little man's face.

"This thing is even rarer than tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones. It itself is a top-grade spirit vein..."

"What will happen to the Six Paths Sage?" Ali was silent for a moment and suddenly asked.

"'I' returned the karma that originally belonged to him to him..." The little man also sighed: "I almost died because of the backlash of karma, let alone him..."

Ali lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat complicated.

It seems to have dissipated...

Can pure yin and yang power even condense into a spiritual vein...

What on earth does he want to do with all that energy he has saved?

Is the so-called help from the Six Paths Sage true or false?

Ali thought about the performance of Naruto and Sasuke in the Boruto era, and couldn't help but have some conspiracy theories.

Could it be that these yin and yang forces were taken from the souls of Indra and Asura?

Help them activate it and take it away, and then leave a little bit for them to solve the current crisis?

Ali shook his head violently. After all, he was Liudao's biological child. It was impossible for him to...

Ali looked at the last black and white spiritual essence left by the old man, thought for a moment, put away a piece, and handed the black piece to Ban beside him: "This one should be more suitable for you."

"What is that?" Madara suddenly asked, his eyes still fixed on the sky.

Ali thought for a moment and said, "It's the world consciousness of this world, the planet's true self."

The utterance of these words only confirmed the thoughts of those present.

"Why! Why did the world consciousness want to kill the Sage of Six Paths!" Tears slowly filled Naruto's eyes, and big drops fell like raindrops...

"He's clearly trying so hard to bring peace to the ninja world!!!"

He wanted to struggle, but all the chakra in his body had been sealed and his joints were nailed to the stone wall, so he couldn't move at all.

Ali suppressed the complex expression on his face and became determined in his heart: "I'm sorry, because this world can no longer accommodate the Six Paths, nor can it accommodate the existence of ninjas."

These words made almost everyone present begin to doubt the meaning of their existence.

The world can't accommodate them?

"Do you know how many people died in the past three Ninja World Wars? Hundreds of millions!" Ali said with a sullen face, "Don't get me wrong, it wasn't you ninjas, but civilians."

"In the eyes of Heaven, all beings are equal, and the immense killing karma you ninjas have created has long been regarded by the world consciousness as viruses and bacteria on your body."

"Even if you survive this time, the era of ninjas will eventually be erased by the world consciousness through various means. It's an inevitable result."

Ali scoffed. "Furthermore, if Liu Dao really cared about world peace, then why did he, who possessed such powerful abilities that he could even manifest, just watch his descendants fight endlessly in the ninja world without intervening?"

"That's because..." The Golden Retriever's words were stuck, and he kept trying to search for the right words in his mind.

"You're not trying to say that Liudao preaches love and peace and doesn't want to resort to force, are you?"

Naruto's eyes lit up.

"But..." Ali met Naruto's gaze: "Did the love he spoke of really bring peace? Did those hundreds of millions of civilians deserve to die?"

Naruto's words froze in his mouth.

"In fact, Hashirama and Madara were able to establish the ninja village in the midst of troubled times, bringing a few short years of peace. Wasn't it because everyone was afraid of their strength and dared not take any action?"

Ali looked at Uchiha Sasuke, who had been silent, and saw the obvious abnormality in the other's soul, and clicked his tongue.

"It seems that Beelzebub's attack is quite effective. Although he hasn't been completely hit, a little more stimulation will probably be enough..." Ali slowly approached, looked at the dazed Sasuke, and suddenly reached out and touched the other's eyebrows with a mischievous look.

"You're truly a good brother who loves the village. Your younger brother is important, but no matter how important he is, he still has to protect the village. Kotoamatsukami, who seemed to have no effect, was stimulated by his words before he disappeared, and it seems to be affecting you..."

"System, help me erase the opponent's Kotoamatsukami."

[Eliminate the negative effects. This will cost 50,000 points. Do you want to continue?]

"continue!"

Just consider it as compensation for her taking something that might have originally belonged to him...

A four-cornered windmill pattern appeared on Sasuke's right eye, then quickly dissipated, but it was enough for everyone present to notice...

A feeling of clarity washed over Sasuke's mind, and the hesitant faith that had been obscured by Itachi's memories and seemingly selfless sacrifice seemed to have been wiped clean of dust, revealing the bloody scene below.

He remembered the kindly elder neighbor he knew, his little granddaughter who had just been born, his grandmother who would stop him and give him a few pancakes, the many people of his age who laughed and played, the thousands of people who had been massacred, the lives of his parents who had not resisted...

Itachi's self-sacrifice seemed to suddenly become ridiculous in his eyes...

"I wiped it off for you, you're welcome~"

Ali didn't want to talk any more. Xia Youjie was still being left in the time tunnel by his mother. If anything happened, it would be troublesome...

"Madara? Shall we go?" She looked in Madara's direction.

A wave of soul ripples arose, and a shadow slowly walked out from Uchiha Madara's body. Then, it condensed into another Madara entity, with a bit of fatigue in his expression.

He was wearing an Uchiha style robe and walked slowly and naturally to the girl's side.

"Mom, let's go..."

Originally, Uchiha Madara's head hung down, as if he had lost consciousness, but after a while, the soul seemed to be injected into his body again. He clenched his fists and looked at Hashirama, whose eyes lit up beside him.

"Tsk... so stupid..." Uchiha Madara turned his gaze away and looked at the two people who were slowly disappearing from everyone's sight.

The memory of the other Madara replayed in his mind.

If he wanted to achieve a world more real than the Infinite Tsukuyomi, it would undoubtedly be much more difficult if he relied on himself alone.

But, he will find a way to complete that world...

As long as he's alive...

He took one last look at the people who were pinned down, and under everyone's vigilant gaze, he stretched out his hands and formed a seal, and the Infinite Tsukuyomi was completely lifted by him.

"Hashirama, I will prove to you that the ideal world still exists after all..." Madara took one last look at Hashirama and wanted to turn and leave.

"Wait!" Sasuke, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised it again and looked at Uchiha Madara who had already taken a few steps, with bloodshot eyes.

"Take one with me, you need help, don't you?"

Naruto, who was standing next to him, looked at the figure who was also nailed to the stone wall in disbelief: "Sasuke!!"

The two reincarnations of Indra stared at each other for a long moment, and Madara chuckled softly, "You do bear some resemblance to me..."

The black stick fell to the ground. Sasuke stretched his arms and legs, then followed without even looking at the people around him.

"Sasuke, where are you going?" Naruto frantically tried to call back the figure that was gradually moving away.

Sasuke paused, but did not look back:

"As a place rejected by the world, shouldn't we just accept our fate?"

"Naruto, if we meet again, we will become enemies again..."