Infinity: The main god space starting from Naruto

Chapter 62 Illusion
"Do you want to protect your family?"

Madara's words went straight to Tanjiro's deepest desire, like a heavy hammer, hitting Tanjiro's heart hard.

As soon as Madara finished speaking, Tanjiro's eyes instantly became firm. He tightly grasped the blueprint in his hand and met Madara's gaze: "I... I want to protect my family!"

"Well, take a closer look at that drawing. It could be the key to fulfilling your wish."

Tanjiro lowered his head and concentrated on studying the contents on the drawing. As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

He followed the instructions on the blueprint and tried to mobilize the energy in his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not feel any changes.

Frustrated and confused, Tanjiro opened his eyes and looked up at Madara.

Before he could finish, Uchiha Madara was already standing in front of him, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He slowly placed his hand on Tanjiro's shoulder.

"Don't move." Madara whispered.

Tanjiro felt a warm energy coming from Madara's palm, slowly flowing into his body. This energy was like a small stream of water, flowing through his body.

Madara closed his eyes and carefully sensed what was happening inside Tanjiro's body. After a moment, he opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

The human body structure in this world is very different from what he knows. The energy in Tanjiro's body cannot be easily controlled like chakra, and spiritual energy and physical energy seem unable to be naturally combined.

Madara's voice was calm and firm, "No, you can't practice."

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured on Tanjiro's head. His shoulders sank slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the complicated drawing, as if he was still trying to understand its contents.

However, this emotion only lasted for a moment.

Tanjiro then took a deep breath, raised his head and looked directly into Madara's eyes. His eyes were firm, and his voice was soft but powerful.
"Even so, I will try my best to protect my family," Tanjiro's voice was firm and powerful, "Even if I don't have special powers, I will use my hands and everything I have to protect them!"

Uchiha Madara stared at Tanjiro quietly, thinking for a moment. There was an imperceptible fluctuation in his eyes, as if he had made a decision.

Uchiha Madara slowly said: "Although you can't practice, I can teach you something else."

Before Tanjiro could react, he saw three strange magatama patterns suddenly appear in Madara's eyes. The patterns spun rapidly, as if they were going to suck people's souls into them.

Tanjiro's eyes widened, and he tried to look away, but he found that his body was completely unable to move. He felt dizzy, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
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Tanjiro suddenly opened his eyes, his heart beating violently. He gasped for breath, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It was pitch black all around, with only the faint moonlight coming in through the window outlining the outline of the room.

He quickly looked around and realized that he was lying in the guest room of Saburo's grandfather's house in town.

Tanjiro slowly sat up, his hands unconsciously clenching the quilt. He murmured softly, "Was that a dream just now?"

Tanjiro carefully recalled what happened before, Grandpa Madara, the note... but these memories became more and more vague, and it seemed that he could not remember them clearly soon.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of discomfort came over him, causing Tanjiro to frown slightly. This feeling was both strange and familiar, as if something important had been lost.

He put on his clothes quietly, then left a note and walked towards the door. The wooden floor creaked slightly.

Just as he was about to open the door, Grandpa Saburo's hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, it's so late, where are you going?" Tanjiro turned around and looked at the other end of the room in the faint moonlight. He hesitated for a moment and replied: "Grandpa Saburo, I... I always feel that something happened at home, I have to go back to check."

Grandpa Sanlang's voice turned serious: "Nonsense! It's dangerous in the mountains at night, and there may be ghosts."

Tanjiro was stunned by this sentence. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to start. At this moment, the inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He was about to speak when Grandpa Sanlang's voice broke the silence first.

"Since you insist on going, let me accompany you. I am familiar with the mountain roads and can avoid some dangers."

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In the end, Tanjiro still couldn't persuade Grandpa Saburo, and the two of them walked towards home together.

Tanjiro's uneasiness grew as he got closer to home. He quickened his pace from time to time, and Grandpa Saburo followed him silently.

When they were still some distance away from home, a breeze blew by and Tanjiro suddenly stopped. His body tensed up instantly and the expression on his face changed from anxiety to shock.

"What's wrong, kid?" Grandpa Saburo noticed Tanjiro's abnormality and asked.

Tanjiro did not answer. His nose twitched slightly and his brows knitted. A strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, causing his heart to shrink suddenly.

"Blood tastes like blood," Tanjiro muttered, his voice filled with barely concealed fear.

Before Grandpa Saburo could react, Tanjiro had already run towards home.

"Hey! Kid! Don't run around!" Grandpa Saburo shouted from behind, but Tanjiro was too busy to respond.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Tanjiro's heartbeat became faster and faster. Fear surged into his heart like a tide, but he didn't dare to stop.

His heart was beating violently, and the only sound in his ears was the sound of blood rushing. Tanjiro kept praying in his heart: "It must be okay, it must be okay"

Tanjiro rushed to the front door and pushed it open. In an instant, his world seemed to freeze.

In the living room, mother Kuizhi was lying in a pool of blood, holding her youngest brother tightly in her arms. Her eyes were slightly open, as if she was still trying to protect the child.

There was a huge wound on the mother's back, as if pierced by some sharp object. Blood spread from under her body, staining a large area of ​​the floor red.

Tanjiro's eyes trembled as he scanned the room, and he saw the other family members, who were lying in different positions, as if they were trying to escape at the last moment.

"No, it's impossible." Tanjiro muttered to himself, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

Tanjiro suddenly hugged the bodies of his mother and brother, and buried his face in his mother's shoulder. His body shook violently, and a heart-wrenching cry came from his throat.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Tanjiro's eyes, rolled down his cheeks, and fell on his mother's already cold body.

(End of this chapter)