Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 332 I'm truly sorry I couldn't satisfy you, sir.
Yahiko and Konan helped the blind Nagato as they desperately retreated towards Amegakure.

Even though they were far from the battlefield on the riverbank, the terrifying explosions and violent shockwaves from the collision of chakra behind them still made the ground beneath their feet tremble slightly.

The three staggered to the vicinity of the entrance to Amegakure Village, finally escaping the most dangerous area for the time being.

Yahiko and Konan stopped in unison, panting as they looked back at the area shrouded in a vast tree world and now dominated by the towering blue giant.

"What... is that a ninjutsu?!" Konan's voice trembled slightly as she stared at the complete Susanoo, which was over two hundred meters tall. Even from such a distance, the oppressive aura that seemed to tear the sky apart and suppress the earth still made her feel breathless.

She couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety for Mianma, who was left to cover the retreat alone.

Yahiko's expression was equally solemn, his orange hair stuck to his forehead with rain and sweat, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Believe in him... he'll be alright... he'll definitely be fine!" He seemed to be comforting Xiao Nan, but it was more like he was convincing himself.

Just as they were filled with worry, the seemingly invincible blue giant suddenly vanished into the world without warning, like a bubble that had been popped, leaving only the dense forest that had suddenly appeared, proving that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

The roar of battle abruptly ceased, and an unsettling silence descended upon the battlefield.

"What happened? Is the battle... over?" Konan whispered in surprise and uncertainty.

Yahiko frowned and shook his head: "I don't know... but this tranquility is even more unsettling."

Just then, led by Kyusuke and Daibutsu, along with several Amegakure ninja including Kaoru and Amado who had rushed over upon hearing the news, quickly arrived at the village entrance.

When they saw Nagato being supported by Yahiko and Konan, with only two bloody, gaping holes in his eyes and his face as pale as paper, everyone's expression changed drastically!

"Nagato!!" Kyusuke lunged forward, his head snapping up to look at Yahiko and Konan, his voice hoarse with rage: "Who did this?! Which bastard did it?!"

The imposing Buddha quickly stepped forward, his face, which was usually filled with kindness and a smile, now filled with solemnity.

He carefully, together with Yahiko, laid the nearly exhausted Nagato flat on the stretcher that several ninjas had quickly unfolded.

He then asked in a deep voice, "Is their target Nagato's eyes?"

Although most members of the Akatsuki organization were unaware that Nagato's eyes with circular patterns were the legendary Rinnegan, their long-standing interactions had made them aware that Nagato possessed extremely special eyes.

In the world of ninjas, such peculiar eyes often signify a powerful bloodline limit and dojutsu, like the Byakugan of the Hyuga clan of Konoha and the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan, which are treasures that attract covetous eyes.

At this moment, Nagato's eyes were gouged out, and the enemy's purpose was self-evident.

Amado pushed up his orange sunglasses, crouched down, and carefully examined Nagato's condition, his fingers covered in a faint chakra glow.

A moment later, he raised his head, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes, and said to Yahiko and Konan, “Strange… Although his vital signs are weak due to blood loss and severe pain, his life force and chakra have become more active and vigorous after losing those eyes? It’s as if a heavy burden has been lifted off his shoulders.”

Vanilla Whirlpool, who had been looking anxious and worried, suddenly brightened up in her purplish-red eyes when she heard Amado's words, as if she had remembered something.

She murmured softly, "I think I heard Lord Menma mention that Nagato's eyes seem to have been 'fostered' by someone else. Could it be that Nagato's Uzumaki clan constitution was able to function more smoothly after shedding the burden of these foreign eyes?"

This speculation sent chills down everyone's spines.

At this moment, Amado stood up and said, "Since others can transplant a pair of eyes into Nagato, we can also use the same method to transplant eyes into Nagato and restore his sight."

Hearing that Nagato could regain his sight, Yahiko and Konan felt a little relieved, but their worries about Nagato's paralysis on the battlefield soon returned.

Vanilla looked up at the desolate forest, her eyes hardening: "I have to go help Master Menma!"

"Vanilla! Don't be impulsive!" Xiao Nan immediately reached out and grabbed her.

Xiao Nan looked at Xiangcao's anxious eyes, shook her head, and said calmly, "The enemy is too powerful! If we rush over, we won't be able to help, but we'll only distract him and become a burden! Trust him, since he wants us to leave, he must have his reasons!"

Vanilla bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

Yahiko, Kyusuke, Daibutsu, and the others also fell silent.

The profound sense of powerlessness—that you can't even get close to the battlefield when your comrades are fighting valiantly—swept through the hearts of everyone present.

They were already special jonin or elite jonin in the village, but they seemed so insignificant in the face of that level of battle.

Yahiko took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the frustration in his heart and the heartache over Nagato's injuries.

He knew that this was not the time to wallow in negative emotions.

As the leader of Akatsuki, and as the one who will soon shoulder the future of Amegakure, he must step forward!

"Don't be discouraged, everyone!" Yahiko straightened his back, his gaze sweeping over all his companions present, whose faces were filled with worry and indignation. His voice was steady and powerful, carrying an inspiring force: "Temporary strength or weakness does not define forever! Menma is fighting for us! Although we cannot directly participate in that level of battle, we absolutely cannot just sit here and wait!"

He quickly began making arrangements, demonstrating outstanding on-site command and leadership skills.

"Konan, Mr. Amado!" He looked at the two of them: "Please take Nagato back to the village immediately and find the best medical ninja to treat his injuries and stabilize his condition!"

"Yes!" Konan and Amama nodded repeatedly, and immediately instructed several ninjas to lift the stretcher and rush into the village.

"Kyusuke! Daibutsu!" Yahiko turned his gaze to his two capable lieutenants: "Immediately organize all Chunin and above combat forces in the village to urgently construct a defensive line around the village, especially in the direction facing the battlefield!"

"If any aftershocks or shocks of the battle strike, we must immediately join forces to unleash defensive ninjutsu and do everything in our power to protect the village and its civilians!"

"Understood!" Kyusuke and Daibutsu turned around without hesitation and began shouting, directing the arriving ninjas to move quickly.

Finally, Yahiko looked at Vanilla, who was still clenching her fists and gazing at the battlefield, and softened his tone slightly: "Vanilla, you will join me as part of the mobile reserve. We will stay here and closely monitor the battlefield. If any unexpected changes occur, or if Menma sends a signal, we can react immediately and provide support!"

Looking into Yahiko's calm and determined eyes, Vanilla's anxiety subsided slightly.

She nodded firmly, but her eyes remained fixed on the distance: "I understand, Yahiko!"

Under Yahiko's methodical command, the Amegakure ninja, who were initially somewhat panicked due to the attack of a powerful enemy and Nagato's serious injury, quickly found their leader and began to act efficiently.

As defensive lines were established, a cohesive force began to gather around the ruined Amegakure village.

Although they are still unable to participate in the battles far away, this determination to unite as one and protect their homeland is especially precious at this moment.

……

In a shadowy corner unnoticed by anyone, Jue, half black and half white, slowly peeked out half of his body.

Black Zetsu's small pupils were peering through the rain as he watched Yahiko at the village entrance, issuing orders and calming the crowd.

“This kid named Yahiko… does have some leadership qualities.” Black Zetsu’s hoarse, gloomy voice rang out softly: “Under his organization and ideology, this dilapidated Amegakure will probably rise again soon, and even… grow into a force to be reckoned with, second only to the Five Great Shinobi Villages is not impossible.”

This sudden change caused Black Zetsu to reassess his future plans.

Will Yahiko and his advocated path of peace affect his millennia-old "plan to save his mother"?
However, these thoughts only flashed through my mind.

Black Zetsu quickly refocused his attention on the distant battlefield.

Compared to this nascent force, the outcome of the battle between Madara and that mysterious boy is the key to determining the future.

It calmly analyzed the situation: if Ban won, that would be best, and the plan could continue.

But if Madara loses...

Black Zetsu's gaze deepened; he had to find a way to reclaim the Rinnegan, which only appears once every thousand years.

That was the key to the mother's resurrection.

If it's truly impossible...

Its asphalt-like body writhed slightly, revealing an extreme patience and ruthlessness.

Then let's continue to lie low.

We've waited a thousand years, so why bother with a mere few decades?
As long as there is hope for his mother's resurrection, Black Zetsu will never give up.

Unlike the world where Menma exists, where Black Zetsu has basically completed its plans and is only waiting to capture a tailed beast to launch the "Eye of the Moon Plan," in this parallel world, Black Zetsu's plan has only just begun to unfold.

Since the new "pawn" to revive Uchiha Madara has not yet been chosen, there is naturally not so much resentment and impatience of "just one step away".

For it, time is the least valuable thing.

………………

On the other side of the battlefield.

The hemp seed landed on the gnarled branches of a towering tree that had been nurtured by the arrival of the Tree Realm and required several people to encircle it.

His gaze was fixed on the ravaged forest across the river, a forest ravaged by Madara Uchiha's attack. The dust had not yet completely settled, but an even more violent and excited aura was brewing and rising within it.

He didn't believe that his kick, though sharp, was not delivered with full force and could completely defeat Madara Uchiha, who had regained most of his power after retrieving the Rinnegan.

Sure enough, the next moment, a burst of unrestrained laughter, as if suppressed for decades, exploded from the depths of the forest like thunder, shaking the leaves to fall!

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

The laughter was filled with an intense fighting spirit and the extreme excitement of encountering a formidable foe.

Menma could even picture Madara Uchiha's twisted and fanatical smile at that moment.

A standard Uchiha maniacal laugh.

"To be able to shatter my complete Susanoo so easily! Kid! I, Uchiha Madara, admit that in terms of pure power, you even surpass that guy Senju Hashirama!" Uchiha Madara's voice was like a booming bell, carrying an arrogance and fervor, echoing in the sky above the battlefield.

With this announcement, a red figure shot up from the forest like a cannonball and landed steadily on the top of the tallest tree on the opposite bank of the river, facing Mianma across the river.

Madara Uchiha's red layered armor was somewhat damaged, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but the light in his Rinnegan was even more intense than before, as if two purple flames were burning within them.

He stared intently at Mianma, took out a scroll with intricate sealing techniques engraved on it from inside his armor, and slammed it onto the scroll after forming hand seals!

"Psychic art!"

"Bang!" A burst of white smoke exploded.

As the smoke cleared, Madara Uchiha was now holding a huge, antique-looking fan in his hand.

The fan surface is decorated with two pairs of six-tomoe patterns, with black edges, radiating a mysterious chakra fluctuation.

It is the Flame Fan, a sacred artifact passed down through generations of the Uchiha clan!

"You've managed to force me to use this fan, kid, you have reason to be proud!" Madara Uchiha slammed the Flame Fan heavily onto the tree branch beneath his feet, making a dull thud, his tone carrying an arrogance as if he were showing off his trump card.

Mianma's gaze fell on the Flame Fan.

Uchiha fan...

It is rumored to be a weapon made from the branches of the Divine Tree, possessing the ability to reflect ninjutsu back, even Naruto's mini Tailed Beast Ball.

Menma thought to himself, 'This is quite a trophy; I can take it back and study it.'

Just as the two were facing each other across the river, and Menma was pondering whether he had just grabbed the fan, a very subtle but deadly sense of crisis suddenly came from his side!
With a slight twitch of his brow, he turned his body slightly to the side.

An invisible attack grazed his clothes and instantly severed a thick tree branch behind him!

"Hmph, I almost forgot about that." Menma snorted coldly, seemingly unsurprised.

Almost simultaneously with dodging to the side, his left foot kicked upwards like lightning!
Bang!
With a muffled thud, even though the kick landed on empty air, it still felt like it had hit a real object!
Something unseen was kicked away by him.

At the same time, dense black chakra rapidly condensed in Menma's right palm, transforming into a cold, sharp black chakra rod.

He did not attack immediately, but slowly focused his pupil power on the white of his right eye!
"White eyes, open!"

With his deep voice, the veins around his right eye bulged instantly, and the pure white pupil power was pushed to its limit!
Furthermore, an even greater power of pupil energy surged into his still-closed eye through some invisible link, empowering it!

In an instant, Mianma's vision underwent a dramatic change!
The world in his eyes became black and white lines and the veins of flowing chakra.

More importantly, he clearly "saw" that four semi-transparent "shadows" with the exact same outline as Uchiha Madara had silently appeared around him at some unknown time!
They surrounded Mianma from four different directions like ghosts, eyeing him menacingly!

Wheel Graveyard: Border Prison!

Menma understood immediately. These were shadow clones created by a unique eye technique of the Rinnegan. These shadows were immune to physical attacks and could not be detected or attacked by ordinary ninjas or eye techniques. Only those with the Rinnegan or an eye technique of equal level could deal with them.

"You really can... see the shadow of 'Limbo'!" Madara Uchiha on the other side of the river saw Menma activate his Byakugan and respond precisely, and his expression became solemn.

With just the Byakugan and Mangekyou Sharingan, it should be absolutely impossible for them to see through Limbo: Border Jail!

Could it be... that the golden chakra pattern or the third eye on his forehead, as revealed in the White Zetsu intelligence, is the key?
But he has never used it...

A feeling of being looked down upon welled up inside Madara Uchiha, making him even more furious.

The purple light in his Samsara Eyes intensified, and a thought flashed through his mind!
The four shadows launched a silent yet deadly attack from four tricky angles on the opposite side!

They are extremely fast, and their attack trajectories completely block out most of Mianma's dodge space.

Despite his expression remaining unchanged, Bai Yan's keen observation revealed the movements of these shadows to be clearly visible.

He easily dodged the first shadow's attack, and at the same time, the chakra rod he had prepared beforehand thrust forward with precision!
puff!

The black rod, imbued with the power of Yin-Yang Release, pierced solidly into the chest of that shadow!

The shadow let out a silent roar, its movements instantly freezing, and it was then firmly pinned to the tree trunk beneath Mianma's feet by the black rod, unable to struggle!

Just as Menma was preparing to use the same method to deal with the other three shadows, Uchiha Madara on the other side of the river had already seized this fleeting opportunity!

Whoosh!
His figure tore through the air, instantly crossing dozens of meters of river surface, and the flaming fan in his hand slashed down at Mianma!

It was so powerful and heavy that it seemed to split Mianma and the big tree beneath his feet in two!
Menma reacted extremely quickly, immediately abandoning his attack on the shadow and raising the black chakra rod in his hand to block upwards!

clang--!
A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out!
The black rod and the flame fan collided violently, sparking blinding sparks!

A violent shockwave emanated from the two of them, shattering and blowing away all the leaves around them!
Madara Uchiha missed his first attack, and using the recoil from the collision, his body spun rapidly in the air like a top. His right leg, covered with red arm armor, swept fiercely towards Menma's waist and abdomen like a battle axe, with a sharp whooshing sound!

However, the dough is even faster!

The moment Madara Uchiha spun and exerted his power, his left leg, like a whip, struck Madara's right shin with greater speed and force, landing precisely on Madara's sweeping right leg!

Bang!
Another muffled sound!
Madara Uchiha felt a sharp pain in his calf, and his whole body flew backward uncontrollably. He tumbled several times in the air before barely managing to steady himself and land on the branch of another large tree, his face terribly gloomy.

With his momentum unstoppable, Menma unleashed a burst of chakra beneath his feet and pursued relentlessly!

The two engaged in another fierce physical battle in this dense forest created by the descent of the Tree Realm!

Madara Uchiha brought out the ruthlessness and cunning of the Uchiha Fluid Technique to the fullest. His fists, feet, elbows, and knees—every part of his body—became a deadly weapon. His attacks were like a raging storm, relentless and unstoppable!

Even with the extraordinary insight and reaction speed granted by his Rinnegan, he could barely keep up with Ma's pace.

His opponent's physical skills were so strong that they startled him!

The opponent's movements not only incorporated the solid foundation of Konoha's fluid jutsu, but also contained the precision and pressure point strikes of the Hyuga clan's Gentle Fist, and even showed traces of Uchiha fluid jutsu, as well as the essence of other major ninja village taijutsu styles!

These completely different styles have been perfectly integrated into a brand new physical combat system in him!

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The two figures moved and intersected at high speed among the huge tree branches, each collision producing a dull thud and scattered chakra shockwaves.

The trees snapped and collapsed from the force of their punches and kicks, sending splinters flying. But the battle was almost entirely one-sided, with the attackers dominating!

In every clash, Madara Uchiha was suppressed by Menma's superior strength and speed!

His layered red armor shattered more and more under the relentless blows, revealing more and more bruises and cracks on his exposed skin, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Madara Uchiha grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed!

This guy's physical skills...

It is all-encompassing, yet it stands alone in its own right!
He barely managed to keep up with the opponent's speed thanks to the insight of his Rinnegan!

Moreover, the opponent never used a single decent ninjutsu from beginning to end!

This rendered his flame fan, which was specifically designed to deflect ninjutsu, practically useless; it could only be used as a relatively sturdy ordinary ninja tool, which frustrated him greatly.

Bang!
It was another clash of heavy punches without any fancy moves!

The two fists collided, producing a dull thud like boulders hitting each other!
Mianma swayed slightly before regaining his balance and landing on a thick, horizontal branch not far away. His breathing was steady, as if the intense battle just now was merely a warm-up.

Madara Uchiha was thrown backward by the immense force, sliding more than ten meters before finally coming to a stop.

The armor on his right arm, which he used to throw punches, had long since been broken and fallen off, leaving his entire arm a bloody mess, with even the white bone fragments visible!

The intense pain caused the veins on his forehead to bulge.

However, thanks to the powerful regenerative ability of the transplanted Hashirama Senju cells, the injury on his arm is healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with flesh wriggling and bones reconnecting.

But Madara Uchiha's expression did not improve at all; instead, it became even more somber.

Because he could clearly feel that the chakra and life force that he had forcibly drawn from the Gedo Mazo to maintain his body at its "peak" was being rapidly consumed like a floodgate being opened during this high-intensity battle and rapid recovery!
"Cough cough..." He coughed up a mouthful of blood, pulled out the flame fan stuck in the tree trunk, and his eyes became even more fierce and resolute.

He knew he couldn't keep dragging this on any longer!

"Fire Escape·The Great Fire Extinguishes!"

Madara Uchiha quickly formed hand seals, channeling the remaining chakra into his throat, and then suddenly unleashed a raging sea of ​​fire forward like a tidal wave!
The power of this sea of ​​fire was terrifying, as if it would burn everything in front of it to ashes!

He gripped the flame fan tightly, ready to deflect any water-style or other elemental ninjutsu the opponent might use.

However, Mianma's reaction once again surprised him.

Faced with the overwhelming sea of ​​fire that was sweeping in, Menma didn't even bother to form hand seals.

He simply raised his left hand calmly, palm facing forward.

"Shenra Tianzheng."

A powerful, invisible repulsive force suddenly erupted!

The raging sea of ​​fire seemed to crash into an unshakeable wall of sighs the moment it came into contact with the repulsive field. Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and then, at an even faster speed than it had come, it was as if it had been slapped back by an invisible giant hand, and swept back towards Uchiha Madara!

"What?!" Madara Uchiha's pupils shrank. He never expected that his opponent would break his Fire Release in this way!

Without a second thought, he almost instinctively gripped the Flame Fan with both hands and thrust the fan forward to block!
"Uchiha rebound!"

The sea of ​​fire that rolled back seemed to be absorbed by a strange force the moment it touched the fan-shaped surface, and then transformed into countless more dense and violent fireballs, which shot out towards the sky and forest in all directions like festive fireworks!

A vast forest was set ablaze, turning the sky a fiery red.

"Don't get too cocky, kid!" Madara Uchiha blocked his own ninjutsu and let out a low growl, but his breathing was already clearly disordered.

Menma looked at Uchiha Madara, who still stood proudly opposite him but could not hide his exhaustion and dishevelment, and a sense of dejection suddenly rose in his heart.

Ultimately... he wasn't the 'Six Paths Madara' who absorbed the Ten-Tails and reached the Six Paths level.

The current Madara Uchiha is at most comparable to Jigen's second stage strength. He may be slightly better in terms of combat experience and skills, but he is far inferior to Isshiki.

He didn't even have the interest to ask Menma to use Dark Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, let alone Tenseigan Chakra Mode.

Menma recalled that in the original work, Madara Uchiha, in his Edo Tensei state, was able to act so recklessly and overpower the Five Kage thanks to his immortality and unlimited chakra.

After becoming the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, he completely stepped into another level.

But now... the seventy-something-year-old Madara Uchiha is just an old man who is forcibly prolonging his life by relying on the Gedo Mazo.

"This really is a bit disappointing." Menma sighed softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached Madara Uchiha's ears, carrying a sense of utter boredom.

These words, like a sharp knife, pierced through Madara Uchiha's proud pride!
It made him feel angrier and more humiliated than any physical attack!

"What did you say?!" His eyes widened in fury, and he was about to roar.

However, Mianma had lost patience to continue the fight.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

In the next instant, Menma appeared silently behind Madara Uchiha!
Madara Uchiha's Rinnegan couldn't even detect any movement!
He only had time to feel a deadly chill coming from behind!

Pfft——!
A cold, black chakra rod pierced through his armor as easily as if it were a thin sheet of paper, penetrating his chest and emerging from his front!

It brought out a splash of warm blood!

Madara Uchiha's body stiffened abruptly, and he looked down in disbelief at the black rod that had pierced through his chest.

The excruciating pain and the feeling of life slipping away so quickly instantly overwhelmed my entire body.

"It's... Tobirama's Flying Thunder God Technique, isn't it..." Madara Uchiha coughed up blood, his voice becoming hoarse and weak, but his tone carried a sense of understanding and mockery.

Tobirama used this very technique to kill his younger brother Izuna, how could he possibly forget!

"You even know this kind of ninjutsu... You must be a ninja from Konoha... Heh..."

Madara Uchiha suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with endless irony and sorrow: "After Hashirama Senju and Tobirama... Konoha has truly fallen... They were able to cultivate such a powerful ninja as you... yet they couldn't keep you..."

"Cough cough—it seems I was right to leave back then! Konoha...cough! It really wasn't worth it!"

"But—" Madara Uchiha's voice suddenly rose, filled with final resentment and madness: "It's not over yet!!"

With this hoarse roar, he used the last of his remaining strength and chakra to clasp his hands together!
"Susanohu!!"

Blue chakra surged into the sky once more, and a Susanoo, more solid than before but slightly smaller in size, rose from the ground, enveloping Uchiha Madara!

Menma pulled the black rod out of Madara Uchiha's body, stepped back, and watched with a solemn expression as Madara Uchiha and Susanoo formed three hand seals.

"Heavenly Obstruction Star!" He let out his final roar, the light of his Rinnegan burning to its limit!
After completing the hand seals, Susanoo only lasted for less than two seconds before it vanished with a roar, as if it had exhausted its last bit of energy.

Madara Uchiha staggered out of the dissipating Susanoo, blood gushing from the piercing wound in his chest, his face as pale as paper, his hair turning gray at a visible speed, and wrinkles reappearing on his skin, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

With his back to Mianma, he staggered to a large tree, leaned against the trunk with difficulty, and sat down, looking up at the gloomy sky as if waiting for something.

A terrifying roar echoed through the sky!
Madara Uchiha turned his head, looking at Menma with his Rinnegan, which was beginning to lose its luster, a smile on his face that was a mixture of madness, triumph, and final obsession:

"Cough cough... If you use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape... then the aftershocks of the explosion... will wipe the entire Amegakure village... off the map!"

"There...is someone you care about there, right? Hahahaha...how...how are you going to deal with this?! Hahahaha—!!"

The sky... darkened!
A massive meteorite, over 100 meters in diameter, pierced through the thick clouds, rubbing against the atmosphere and burning with raging flames, as it crashed fiercely into this area!

Its enormous shadow instantly enveloped the forest below and the distant Amegakure village!

Heaven Shocking Star!

This is Madara Uchiha's ultimate eye technique, which uses the Rinnegan to summon a meteorite from outer space!
"Is this your last resort?" Menma looked up at the increasingly large meteorite.

He calmly raised his right hand, palm up.

A dark red chakra began to rapidly gather and compress in his palm!
The surrounding air seemed to be distorted and sucked in by this force!
In the blink of an eye, an energy sphere with an interior as black as ink and an exterior surrounded by a rapidly rotating dark purple wind-style chakra ring has taken shape!

Small spiral wheel!
With a slight flick of his wrist, Mianma sent the small spiral wheel, containing terrifying destructive power, hurtling towards the falling giant meteorite as if captured by its gravity!

Under Madara Uchiha's astonished gaze, the dark purple sphere, which was far too small compared to the massive meteorite, crashed into the center of the meteorite!

The next moment, a deafening explosion erupted!
A blinding light suddenly erupted, instantly engulfing the meteorite, which was a hundred meters in diameter!

Wherever the light passed, the meteorite's hard rock body melted and disintegrated silently, like ice and snow under the sun, disappearing into nothingness!
The explosion illuminated the entire sky and even temporarily dispelled the eternal dark clouds over the Land of Rain!

The aftershocks transformed into a raging hurricane, flattening forests and causing rivers to flow backward!

Only a few fragments remained scattered and fell.

In just a few breaths, the massive meteorite, powerful enough to destroy a city, was completely annihilated by the bombardment of this small spiral wheel!

However, it's not over yet!

After the debris of the first meteorite was swallowed by the light, behind it, a meteorite with a diameter of more than 15 kilometers, carrying an even more despairing pressure, slowly revealed its ferocious appearance!
“The second one! Heh...hehe..." Uchiha Madara, leaning against the tree, was barely breathing, his hair had turned completely white, and his face was covered with age spots. His life was like a candle flickering in the wind.

He looked at the real doomsday star, then at Mianma, whose clothes were still perfectly intact. His eyes were no longer filled with madness, but with a kind of almost liberated calm and a last strong desire.

"Cough cough... I lost... I lost completely... I lost..." Madara's voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows.

His gaze was fixed on Menma: "Besides Hashirama... you are... the one who made me fight... the most exhilarating... It's a pity... I didn't get to enjoy it enough... Let me see... before you completely kill me... let me see... your true... peak form... otherwise... I will die with my eyes open..."

Mianma lowered his head and looked down at the former tyrant whose life force was about to be extinguished, yet who was still obsessed with pursuing power.

"Since you have so sincerely requested it..." Menma's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Then, as you wish."

The moment the words fell—

Om-!
A surge of powerful golden chakra erupted from Menma's body!
The dazzling golden light instantly dispelled the shadow cast by the meteorite, dyeing the entire world in a magnificent hue!
A magnificent and imposing golden chakra cloak quickly covered his entire body, and on either side of his forehead, a pair of golden horns, like dragon horns, stood proudly!
And at that moment, the gap in his forehead that had been tightly closed suddenly opened!

It revealed its golden Tenseigan, which contained the power of all things in the universe!

An immense, overwhelming pressure spread out, even causing the downward momentum to pause!
Tenseigan Chakra Mode activated!
The face floated in a golden halo, like a sun god descending to earth.

Behind him, six jet-black Truth-Seeking Balls instantly appeared, then were quickly enveloped and imbued with a golden chakra aura, transforming into six Truth-Seeking Balls burning with golden flames, slowly rotating around him.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the six golden Truth-Seeking Jewels flew to his palm instantly as if summoned, and began to spin, merge, and take shape at high speed!
In the end, it transformed into an enormous golden lightsaber!

Mianma didn't even look at the enormous meteorite that blotted out the sky. He simply pointed the golden lightsaber in his hand at the sky above and casually swung it upwards!
"Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!"

The golden sword light swept past the very center of the giant meteorite, which was over fifteen kilometers in diameter, with such ease!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The next second, in the reflection of Madara Uchiha's pupils, which were filled with shock and ultimate satisfaction, the enormous meteorite that seemed capable of destroying the world was split in two along an incredibly smooth golden tangent!
Immediately afterwards, the two halves of the meteorite collapsed and disintegrated under the influence of gravity, and finally exploded into countless tiny stones and dust thousands of meters above the ground, like a rain of stones covering the sky and earth, but no longer posing any threat to Amegakure below.

The golden light slowly receded, and Menma deactivated the Tenseigan Chakra Mode, returning to the ground.

He turned his head and looked at the area under the big tree.

The elderly Madara Uchiha leaned against a tree trunk, his head slightly drooping, his body withered. His Rinnegan, which had witnessed a century of ups and downs in the ninja world and contained endless ambition and power, gradually regained its luster.

But a satisfied smile remained at the corner of his mouth.

In the final moments of his life, he finally got his wish and witnessed the power at the level of the Sage of Six Paths.

Menma stood before Madara Uchiha's body, the rain constantly washing over the emaciated form of this once-powerful warrior.

The ninja world's demon that once made the entire ninja world tremble is now like an extinguished star, like a withered flower.

"In the end, it's just a mortal body." Menma muttered to himself, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "Battles below the Six Paths can no longer give me any real excitement."

He slowly walked forward and squatted down beside Madara Uchiha's corpse.

Rainwater dripped down the white hair with age spots, splashing tiny water droplets on the muddy ground.

Just as Menma raised his hand to take out the Rinnegan, Xiao Jiu's urgent voice suddenly rang in his mind:
"Damn it! That white thing is coming again from nine o'clock!"

Almost at the same time as Xiao Jiu issued the warning, Menma had already condensed a jet-black chakra rod in his right hand.

Without even turning his head, he flicked his wrist, and the black stick shot out like an arrow toward the tree trunk at the nine o'clock position.

puff!

The black rod pierced precisely through the thick tree trunk, and with a short scream, a White Zetsu emerged from the trunk, pinned firmly to the tree.

It struggled a few times, but soon stopped moving.

Mianma slowly got up, her eyes slightly closed.

"Kagura's Mind's Eye, open!"

His powerful perception spread out from him, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

In his perception, dozens of White Zetsu were lurking in the ground and among the trees around him, like earthworms, silently lying in wait.

One particular being was frantically fleeing underground, its speed far exceeding that of the other White Zetsu.

"Black Zetsu?" Menma scoffed. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to chase this guy. But I'll take these White Zetsu."

He raised his hand, and countless black chakra rods began to appear around his body. These rods hovered in mid-air, emanating a chilling chakra aura.

"Go."

At his command, countless black rods shot out in all directions like a torrential rain.

They precisely pierced through the tree trunks and burrowed into the ground, each one hitting a lurking White Zetsu.

"what!"

"Help!"

"Damn it! We've been found out!"

Screams rose and fell as white monsters were forced out of their hiding places.

They were pinned to the ground and trees by black rods, struggling in agony, but unable to break free from the black rods containing chakra.

Menma looked around to make sure no one had escaped, then turned his attention back to Madara Uchiha's corpse.

He took out a specially made sealing scroll and carefully sealed Madara Uchiha's body, along with his Rinnegan eyes, inside it.

“Rinnegan, Hashirama cells…” Menma finished doing these and looked at the scroll in his hand: “These should bring a lot of research results.”

He got up, humming a little tune, and began tidying up the white Zetsu, which would be a good opportunity to supplement his research materials.

(End of this chapter)