Chapter 59 Uchiha Fire Array (Seeking follow-up reading)

“Damn it, how is this possible!!” Muzan roared in his heart, unable to accept the reality before him.

He is the Demon King Muzan, a nearly immortal being. How could he be defeated so easily by an old man who looks like he is in his twilight years?
Severe pain spread from the top of his head throughout his body. He had never suffered such pain since four hundred years ago.

Uchiha Madara looked down at Muzan on the ground, with a hint of interest in his eyes. Although Muzan's body was severely injured, he did not die immediately, but began to recover rapidly.

"Interesting, self-healing ability?" Madara said softly, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Madara did not give Muzan more time to think. He quickly formed seals with both hands and shouted, "Wood Release, Insertion Technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuzan suddenly felt a sharp pain erupt from his body. He stared at his body with his eyes wide open in disbelief. Countless tiny branches grew rapidly from under his skin, piercing the epidermis in an instant, and dense thorns spread all over his body.

"What kind of power is this!!" Wuzan was shocked, his voice full of fear and disbelief. He had never seen such a strange ability before, and he couldn't even understand the nature of this power.

Soon, a shrill scream burst out of his throat, his body twitched violently, and blood gushed out from the wounds all over his body.

The branches spread wildly inside his body, tearing his internal organs and muscles. The spikes not only covered Muzan's entire body, but also quickly extended to the ground, nailing him firmly to the snow.

"Ahhh!"

Muzan roared, his voice filled with pain and anger.

The next second, his body began to deform violently, his back expanded rapidly, and the muscles under his skin squirmed like a living thing. In the blink of an eye, eight sharp spikes suddenly sprang out from his back, like eight ferocious venomous snakes biting Uchiha Madara.

A hint of vigilance flashed in Madara's eyes, and his body reacted almost instinctively. Madara's figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant, quickly distanced himself.

The barbed tube cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, but it only captured the afterimage left by Madara.

Muzan gritted his teeth and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the branches, but the spikes did not move at all.

"Damn it! This branch is too hard, my body can't even break it..."

Suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in Muzan's eyes. He exerted force and forced himself to stand up from the ground. The branch instantly tore his flesh and blood under this huge force, and countless pieces of flesh and blood splashed out, leaving scarlet streaks on the snow.

However, the hideous wounds on Wuzan's body, which had just left the ground, healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh and blood squirmed, and the new skin covered the exposed wounds in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, Wuzan had recovered as before.

At the same time, Muzan's body began to change dramatically. His skin quickly turned blood red, and his muscles swelled and twisted.

Countless sharp fangs broke through his skin and pierced the air from all over his body. His fingers turned into sharp claws, and many hideous thorns extended from his back. In the blink of an eye, Muzan completely transformed into a terrifying ghost form.

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Even Hashirama could not achieve this level of self-healing ability.

Muzan stood up straight, his chest rising and falling violently, his eyes burning with rage. He stared at Madara and shouted through gritted teeth: "Old man! How dare you!!"

Before he finished speaking, Muzan swung his arm violently. A flesh-like whip extended from his arm and lashed at Uchiha Madara like lightning. The air was torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

The eight thorns on Muzan's back stabbed out like eight sharp blades. They drew arcs in the air and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Uchiha Madara's Sharingan spun rapidly, accurately capturing every incoming attack from all directions.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The thorns repeatedly brushed past Madara's body, but always missed by a hair's breadth. Madara's movements seemed light and casual, but in fact they were incredibly precise.

Each of his dodges was perfect, as if he had already seen through all of Muzan's attack routes.

At this moment, Muzan's actions suddenly changed.

His body suddenly turned and without any warning turned into a shadow, running away into the distance.

The speed was so fast that it broke the sound barrier in an instant.

With a loud bang, the air was torn apart, forming a visible air wave. The snow on the ground was lifted up and flew in the air.

"This"

It all happened so quickly that even Madara was slightly stunned and didn't react.

The air was still filled with the sound of the airflow caused by Muzan's rapid escape. "Where on earth did this old monster come from?"

Muzan cursed in his heart as he ran away. He glanced back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no trace of anyone chasing him.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him out of nowhere.

Muzan stopped suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw that Madara had blocked his way without him noticing.

“Damn it!!” Wuzan exclaimed, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

In a flash, he swung his hands violently and shouted: "Blood Demon Art, Black Blood Thorn!!"

In an instant, Muzan's body swelled violently, his skin cracked instantly, and countless ink-black thorns burst out from his body, with sharp barbs, spreading in all directions at an alarming speed.

The thorns poured down like a rainstorm, covering the entire space in the blink of an eye. The dense black vines intertwined together to form a huge net.

Madara's Sharingan spun rapidly, clearly capturing the trajectory of each thorn. His brain worked quickly, calculating the best escape route.

However, when he wanted to move, his body could not keep up with the reaction speed of his nerves. The thorns suddenly shrank, and the dense spikes went straight to Madara's vitals.

With a "puff" sound, countless spikes instantly pierced into Uchiha Madara's body.

Muzan looked at the scene in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips, and his body relaxed instantly.

"As expected, humans are still humans. It seems that you are too old to hide. You should be content when you are old. Why do you have to show off?"

He put away the spikes, stepped forward, and prepared to approach the figure pierced by thorns.

At this moment, Muzan suddenly felt something strange. He looked up suddenly and his pupils contracted sharply.

There was no trace of blood on the pierced "Uchiha Madara", and his body was changing rapidly.

The old skin became rough, the wrinkles disappeared, and were replaced by wood texture. In the blink of an eye, he had completely turned into a wooden man.

"How is this possible!!"

Wuzan subconsciously took a step back, his face full of disbelief.

Muzan stared at the wooden man in front of him, his mind went blank, unable to understand what was happening before his eyes.

Even Muzan, who had lived for thousands of years, felt a deep fear at this moment. He had seen countless incredible things, but the scene before him completely overturned his cognition.

“No... I can’t stay here anymore…” Wuzan roared in a low voice, his voice filled with unprecedented fear.

Before he finished his words, Muzan's legs seemed to be equipped with springs. In an instant, they turned into a blurry afterimage and rushed away into the distance.

Muzan's heart was beating violently, and he tried his best with every step. His mind was blank, with only one thought left:
Run! The farther the better! This time he will hide for another fifty years, no, a hundred years! Wait until this old man is completely dead before coming out! !
Just as Muzan was running away at full speed, a light shout suddenly came from behind him:

"Uchiha Fire Formation!"

Then, a loud noise was heard in the air.

boom!
Muzan's body suddenly collided with a layer of red transparent barrier. The high temperature instantly burned his skin, making a "hissing" sound. The severe pain made Muzan couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

He stumbled back a few steps, his eyes widening in disbelief. "What! What is this?!"

He reached out to touch the red barrier, but was burned by the high temperature and quickly retracted his hand. Wuzan looked around and found himself surrounded by a circular barrier.

"How is this possible? What kind of power is this?" Wuzan muttered to himself, his voice full of despair. For the first time, he felt so helpless, like a trapped beast with nowhere to escape.

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