Seeing the fighting spirit burning in Obito's eyes, Madara laughed in anger.
"Hahaha… Obito. So the Ten-Tails gave you enough confidence to bare your fangs at me?"
Obito faced Madara's wild laughter without the slightest change in expression.
"Madara, I'm not your pawn. Don't speak to me like that. I don't like it."
Madara's smile faded slightly.
"You really think you can stand against me?"
A purple glow flickered in his Rinnegan. In the next instant, the pressure radiating from his body erupted outward.
The Akatsuki members standing around them were sent flying by the sudden surge of chakra.
They had already exhausted themselves sealing the Ten-Tails halfway. In their current state, they could not withstand Madara's full pressure at all.
Obito snorted coldly and slammed the black staff in his hand against the ground.
Behind him, the white cloak covering his back fluttered.
Several pitch-black spheres slowly floated into view.
Truth-Seeking Balls.
A high-density mass of chakra formed through Yin-Yang Release, containing all five basic nature transformations as well as Yin and Yang.
It was a technique that surpassed ordinary ninjutsu, Kekkei Genkai, and even Kekkei Tōta.
Its destructive power far exceeded Dust Release.
Even a body revived through Impure World Reincarnation would not regenerate properly if struck by a Truth-Seeking Ball.
As Obito and Madara's chakra continued to rise, the air between them became heavier and heavier.
A battle could break out at any moment.
Yet the Akatsuki members had no intention of stopping them.
On the contrary, they wanted to see it.
The legendary "Ghost of the Uchiha," Madara, against Obito, who had become the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki.
Which one was stronger?
The others could afford to watch from the side.
Black Zetsu could not.
Just as the two were about to clash, Zetsu slipped between them.
"Move, Zetsu."
Madara's voice turned cold.
Even with Zetsu standing between them, he had no intention of backing down.
"Madara-sama. Obito."
Black Zetsu lowered his voice.
"Now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. If you truly want to settle things, why not go directly to the capital of Gensokyo and find Namikaze Kirito?"
The moment Kirito's name was mentioned, Obito's killing intent slowly withdrew.
The Truth-Seeking Balls behind him came to a halt.
Madara also withdrew the shadows of Limbo: Border Jail.
Black Zetsu secretly let out a breath of relief.
If these two fought here, it would not matter who won or lost.
The real problem was that it could ruin his plans.
With the confrontation ending before it began, the Akatsuki members immediately lost interest.
A shame.
They had almost witnessed something entertaining.
After withdrawing his chakra, Madara casually found a chair and sat down, his posture relaxed as if nothing had happened.
"Obito," he asked with interest, "what will you do now? March straight into the Land of Illusion?"
Obito did not even look at him.
His gaze shifted toward Sarutobi Asuma.
"How are the preparations?"
Asuma lowered his head respectfully.
"The troops are assembled. We can move at any time."
Zetsu spoke from the side as well.
"The one hundred thousand White Zetsu are ready. We can begin the war whenever you give the order."
Obito's expression remained cold.
"Good."
His gaze turned toward the distant horizon.
"Namikaze Kirito… it's time you returned what belongs to me."
What he meant was not only the dignity he had lost.
It was also Nohara Rin, who was now by Kirito's side.
Obito had no intention of warning Kirito before starting the war.
Their army would march straight toward Gensokyo.
This was no longer a game of schemes.
After becoming the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki and obtaining power that defied common sense, Obito had lost interest in hiding behind tricks.
He wanted to see Rin as soon as possible.
And while doing so, he would crush Namikaze Kirito beneath his feet.
It was Kirito who had shattered his heart into this state.
It was Kirito who had driven the Akatsuki, the organization he had built with his own hands, into becoming something hunted like rats in the shadows.
You used resurrection ninjutsu and brought your family back.
Your family of three gets to live happily together.
Then what about my happiness?
With that thought burning in his chest, Obito slowly floated into the air and looked down at the army gathered below.
He would make sure Namikaze Kirito never forgot this war.
Hundreds of thousands of troops began moving.
A force of that size could not possibly escape the eyes of the world.
Before long, the Kingdom of Gensokyo received the news.
At that moment, Namikaze Kirito was in the conference room, discussing battle plans with the high-ranking officials of Gensokyo.
"This time, their force exceeds one hundred thousand."
Nara Shikaku, the man with the sharpest mind in the room, calmly reported the information gathered by their scouts.
"Most of them are White Zetsu. We know they are connected to the Ten-Tails, but their individual combat ability is not especially high. Still, numbers alone create pressure."
He paused briefly before continuing.
"There is also another problem. The enemy has revived several powerful shinobi from the past through Impure World Reincarnation. Unless they are sealed, they will keep returning no matter how many times they are destroyed."
The expressions of the people in the room grew heavier.
Shikaku's gaze sharpened.
"And among them are the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama, who once suppressed the entire ninja world… and Uchiha Madara."
Silence filled the room.
Everyone present had already witnessed Madara's power before.
Shikaku's voice remained steady, but the meaning behind his words was anything but light.
"We do not have the advantage in numbers. And when it comes to top-level combatants, the gap is even more dangerous. This war… will not be easy."
Everyone frowned.
Although the ninja world had been unified and its strongest shinobi had gathered under one banner, opponents like Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara were different.
They were monsters who could decide the outcome of a war by themselves.
Aside from Namikaze Kirito, who among them could stop Madara and Hashirama after they had been revived through Impure World Reincarnation?
"My lord will have to deal with Obito, the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki."
One of the officials spoke in a solemn voice.
"We cannot burden him further. I suggest we handle the revived shinobi ourselves."
Another nodded.
"The remaining Akatsuki members can be intercepted by the other commanders. The ninja forces should protect the sealing squads. Once an opening appears, they must seal the revived shinobi immediately."
"No."
At that moment, Orochimaru stepped forward, his golden eyes narrowing with amusement.
"I have a different opinion."
Everyone turned toward him.
Orochimaru smiled faintly.
"If you want to stop Impure World Reincarnation, the simplest method is not to fight every revived shinobi one by one."
His voice became colder.
"You only need to find the caster."
The Konoha shinobi present immediately understood what he meant.
Orochimaru continued.
"Asuma stole the Scroll of Seals not long ago. I did not expect him to master this technique so quickly. To use Impure World Reincarnation this proficiently in such a short time… he has some talent as a researcher."
The faces of the Konoha shinobi darkened.
Sarutobi Asuma was Hiruzen's son.
Hiruzen had already left behind enough trouble for the village. Now, even after his death, his son had become another source of disaster.
And worse, he had joined hands with the Akatsuki to overthrow Gensokyo.
He should have been dealt with sooner.
At that moment, Namikaze Kirito slowly stood up.
A strange pressure spread from his body, quiet yet impossible to ignore.
"Enough."
The conference room instantly fell silent.
Kirito looked around at everyone present.
"There are more than one hundred thousand enemies. Do not underestimate them."
His voice was calm.
"But do not be afraid of them either."
He walked forward slowly, his presence steady and unshaken.
"Return to your positions. Prepare as usual."
Then his gaze sharpened.
"No matter what happens, as long as you stand with me and advance together, there is no enemy we cannot defeat."
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