Chapter 64 Retirement in Peacetime (13) Arrival at the original timeline...
Suddenly, a spacetime wormhole appeared in the azure sky. Spacetime fluctuated, and the wormhole closed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Amidst the shattered rainbow-white armor and the dissipating Susanoo wings, a figure plummeted rapidly from the high atmosphere.
Uchiha Senma's consciousness was in chaos, his brain felt like it had been smashed to pieces with a stick, his memories shattered into countless fragments and hidden in his chaotic mind. Uchiha Senma paid a considerable price to break through the raging spacetime turbulence.
Through the long period of spacetime turbulence, the intense consumption of his ocular power caused blood and tears to flow uncontrollably from Uchiha Senma's eyes. However, he still had enough strength to summon Susanoo, which had been worn down several times in the turbulent spacetime tunnel, to protect himself.
For some reason, the anger in his heart was hard to quell; it seemed to be burning fiercely with his heart as fuel, igniting his will and soul.
Who made him so angry? Who put him in such a predicament?
A figure churned in Uchiha Sen's mind and quickly surfaced.
That's it, Otsutsuki Isshiki! He absolutely has to kill that guy! Crush him to pieces! Tear him to shreds!
The colossal war god, like a wingless angel, seemed to be venting its anger as it plummeted downwards, crashing into the earth like a meteorite and creating a deep crater.
With a soft rustling sound, the branches that had extended from the long pole of the Flame Fan to secure itself and the Black Jade Sword slowly retracted.
Uchiha Senma lay quietly at the bottom of the pit, his blood-red Mangekyou Sharingan slowly sinking into the deeper, misty blue. At this moment, his eyes were like an ocean shrouded in thick smog, filled with murderous intent.
What's missing?
Something was definitely missing from his life—something very important and absolutely indispensable.
A quiet, gentle, and tolerant being, like a deity.
Frustration, extreme frustration, a frustration so intense it felt like wanting to destroy the world, mixed with lingering anger, turned Uchiha Senma into a body of negative energy constantly building up inside him, needing to do something to release it.
"Oh dear, that was quite a commotion!" A man wearing an orange-yellow spiral mask and a black robe with red clouds greeted the person at the bottom of the pit from the edge. "Hey~ tape~"
"..." The pair of savage blue eyes at the bottom of the pit looked over, and after a moment of silence, the black-haired, blue-eyed Uchiha said in a tone full of displeasure and suppressed anger, "Get down here."
"Huh?" Afei tilted his head in confusion.
"I told you to get down here—!!!" With the man's roar, a huge arm covered in rainbow-white armor took shape in an instant, and the large palm slammed heavily onto the spot where A-Fei was standing.
Amidst the turbulent flow of spacetime, Uchiha Senma's speed and efficiency in using the Mangekyou Sharingan were compressed to the extreme, achieving true perfection. Under prolonged pressure and extreme conditions, a new tomoe silently grew within the patterns of those blood-red and beautiful Mangekyou Sharingan.
What doesn't kill him will only make him stronger.
Although the spatial turbulence was a factor, the main reason why Uchiha Ichima's brain was severely damaged and even his memories became confused was the sudden surge of violent eye power under extreme circumstances and rage.
After lying down for only a short while, Uchiha Senma's body had already recovered by half. He slowly stood up, looked at Tobi who had been forced to jump down, and after looking at him for a while, the corresponding name appeared in his memory and he slowly said, "Obito, have you seen anyone else nearby?"
"Hey, who are you talking about? It's Ah Fei!"
Completely losing his patience, Uchiha Senma drew his Flame Fan at a speed that no one else could react to, sending Tobi flying and embedding him into the wall of the crater.
"Cough..." The mask that had shattered on his face fell to the ground. Afei never expected that there would be someone in the world who would flip the table at the slightest disagreement.
"Stop pretending. This level of attack is not fatal to you with Wood Release." Uchiha Obito walked up to Tobi and said in a dismissive tone, "Uchiha Obito, the person who dared to deceive and provoke me is already two meters old."
"Who exactly are you?" Uchiha Obito stared at the pair of intricately patterned Mangekyou Sharingan eyes, and was so intimidated by the violent coldness within them that he broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't believe that even though he already possessed such power, he still felt a sense of fear because of this person's eyes, as if death was frozen in those eyes.
The Susanoo, the flame fan, and the fan pattern on the robe—all of these reveal the identity of the person before them.
"Ah, is that so?" As if his sluggish brain was only now realizing the connection between the characters, Uchiha Senma looked up at the sky. "Right now, my brain is completely stuck, my memories are fragmented and chaotic, and the most important parts are protected by my subconscious and I can't remember them at all... How annoying."
Uchiha Ogi looked at Uchiha Obito again, "I am Uchiha Ogi, the current head of the Uchiha clan, your direct supervisor. Judging from your appearance... the Uchiha clan no longer exists in this world, so I don't need to show you any mercy."
There is no need for any pity for criminals who have committed heinous crimes. No matter what their grievances or thoughts are, they can be dealt with directly according to the laws of the Ninja Kingdom. However, he is not in his own Ninja Kingdom now, so he can't care about so much... But for inhuman criminals, he can exploit and enslave them without any restraint or humanity.
Fighting evil with evil and violence with violence was Uchiha Osaka's specialty.
Uchiha Senma hoisted the Flame Fan on his shoulder. "Take me to the Akatsuki."
"What do you want to do?" Obito Uchiha's chakra was in a state of chaos at the moment. It seemed that his opponent had a magic restriction technique, which was why he couldn't even use Kamui and was forced to fly away.
“Travel,” Uchiha Osaka said. “That person and I originally came here for travel.”
Uchiha Osaka was certain that as long as he saw that person, he would be able to remember everything, and that most important part of his memory would naturally surface.
That's just the Sage of Six Paths' lousy staff! That wretched brain protection mechanism! Why does it have to hide that part of my memory?! I want to kill! I want to drag out this world's Otsutsuki Isshiki and tear him to pieces!
Obito Uchiha found it hard to believe, but he had no choice but to comply, because if he didn't do as he was told, the other party would probably cut off his head right now, and he hadn't yet accomplished what he wanted to do, so he could only go along with the other party for the time being.
Which pervert fell from such a height, lay down for a while, stood up and said a few words, and then was completely healed?
Uchiha Senma is now like a powder keg, looking at everyone with displeasure and wanting to slash at them. He's full of malice, and he can't suppress these negative emotions. This is one of the reasons why Uchiha Senma has been using the Mangekyou Sharingan. Another reason is that he has been using the sealing domain since he landed. Otherwise, Obito, that slippery eel, would have already used Kamui to intangibly escape.
Damn space-time ninjutsu! I have to suppress them from the very beginning!
If that person is by his side... as long as that person is there...
People, people, people! People my ass!
Damn it! Why can't I even remember the other person's name?! If I could just remember their name, I'd be a little happier, you bastard! Why did I remember Isshiki Otsutsuki and Obito Uchiha so easily?! I really want to cut my own forehead too!
Uchiha Senma walked down the street, his mind a jumble of anxieties that kept him restless. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a little girl selling flower wreaths by the roadside. He stared at the blue wreath for a few seconds, then instinctively turned to the girl beside him and asked, "Want one?"
"What do you want? Are you mentally ill? And you're even using a high-pitched voice."
The response from Uchiha Senma was not the voice he expected, but rather Uchiha Obito, whom he was dragging along the ground by the collar. That fan strike had been too severe; even Uchiha Obito, who had fused with White Zetsu, needed time to heal his shattered bones, but Uchiha Senma had no intention of waiting.
Bystanders who witnessed this scene dared not approach, or even look at it for long.
"Shut up." Uchiha Senji's voice suddenly turned cold, and he became even more impatient.
Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it... They all deserve to die! Those who separated him from that person, they all deserve to die! They all deserve to die! Go to hell! Never to be reincarnated! His resentment is greater than that of a ghost!
Uchiha Osaka was certainly aware that his current emotions were very abnormal, with extremely negative emotions at a terrifying level. He had to find a way to suppress his temper, otherwise he would be easily influenced in everything he did, and he would really want to destroy the world. However, his basic conscience and morality prevented him from doing anything that would harm innocent people.
Damn it! Where is that person?! How do I contact them?
Wait! Contact?
Uchiha Senma suddenly remembered he had a cell phone! He was holding Uchiha Obito in one hand and reached into his pocket with the other, where he found a handful of mechanical fragments. They had been crushed during the fall, but he hadn't paid any attention to them at the time because he was too disoriented.
Uchiha Ogima: ...
I got even angrier.
Uchiha's magnificent Mangekyou Sharingan spun wildly, and under his increasingly uncontrollable ferocity and killing intent, another tomoe slowly formed within his Mangekyou Sharingan.
Looking at the oppressive and terrifying aura emanating from Uchiha Senjiro, Uchiha Obito quickly fell silent. This guy was even more frightening than that old man, Uchiha Madara.
Meanwhile, the person who can calmly and sincerely praise Uchiha Osaka for being "ambitious and driven" is in Konoha Village, which is far away.
He landed perfectly from a height of about three meters, his steps light and steady, without hurting a single flower or blade of grass.
Senju Takeshi looked around, listening to the unfamiliar sounds of the Naga Forest. He stood there blankly for a moment, then took out his phone from his sleeve. He found there was no signal, which was normal. However, Tobirama Senju had anticipated this. The chakra phone developed by this great inventor could make targeted communications based on the recorded chakra.
So Qian Shouzhu tried sending a message to his best friend, but after waiting a few minutes without a reply, he tried calling him, but the call didn't go through either.
What should he do now...? With Fanjian's strength, he'll definitely be alright, but what if they're separated? Traveling alone is no fun at all, how is he going to find them?
Thousand-handed bamboo also emptied its mind.
The Tree of Life ring on Senju Takeya's wrist vibrated. After it flew up, transparent ripples like water spread in the center of the ring. Then Indra flew out, and the Tree of Life ring returned to Senju Takeya's wrist and stayed quietly.
"Why isn't my message back, brother? Has something happened?!" Indra asked immediately with concern.
After explaining the whole story to Indra, Senju Takeshi said, "The fan is missing."
Indra then recalled the eye power he had expended and the distance he had traversed to get here, realizing that this world was no longer their original ninja world. He used his Rinnegan to sense the location of Uchiha Ichima and breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, you can rest assured, he is also in this parallel world. Let's go there now?"
Thousand Hands Bamboo also raised his hand and placed Indra on his shoulder, saying, "Please."
“It is my duty to assist my elder brother. Please let me follow you around from now on.” Indra said matter-of-factly. He activated his Ephemeral Flower Reincarnation Eye. Within the silver-white Reincarnation Eye, the holy and beautiful Ephemeral Flower pattern unfolded in a more graceful manner, revealing even more beautiful and intricate patterns. Then, each layer of petals, like the most precise gears, rotated according to the landing point markers, stopping at the most accurate point.
In the blink of an eye, Indra looked at Senju Takeya with his extremely holy and beautiful silver eyes: "I am the Otsutsuki who was reborn into the world for my brother's wish. I don't need to have my own new life like Kaguya Kirito. My brother is the meaning of my existence. This is also my personal wish. Rather than the love of tolerance, letting go and giving freedom, I want my brother's love that is more possessive and selfish."
Thousand Hand Bamboo remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
Although he wasn't quite sure how to be a male heir, he would try his best, as long as it was Indra's wish.
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Author's Note: [Mini-Theater]
Thousand Hands Bamboo: Indra, how do you want to be loved?
Indra: Rather than loving freely and letting go, I prefer my elder brother's more possessive and selfish love.
Senju Takeya: A love that's even heavier? I understand.
Ashura: Brother, what exactly do you want?
Indra: I want your forgiveness, your letting go, and your absolute freedom! Ideally, we'd never see each other again! And then, die far away! Get completely out of my world!!!
Ashura: Brother, don't even think about it :)
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