Simultaneously traversing from the beginning of the rampage in Konoha

Through the broken holes smashed into the wooden arch.

Uchiha Owl saw Uchiha Itachi struggling to get up, and a slightly surprised yet proud look peeking out from under the tiger-striped mask on the other side.

In an instant, Uchiha Owl felt his mind clear and his body burning hot, as if he possessed boundless power.

"Go to hell!"

Amidst hoarse curses, the deadly axe and halberd were lightly lifted and slashed diagonally at the half-destroyed wooden wall.

Like a thunderbolt striking, like a deafening roar, the massive golden axe-halberd unleashed a terrifying explosion.

"Wood Release: Ranking Technique!"

Faced with the attack, Obito Uchiha clasped his hands together, his Mangekyou Sharingan showing no emotion whatsoever.

A huge wooden shield with fangs and a demonic face completely enveloped the broken wooden wall and the two people.

boom!

Amidst a deafening roar that nearly shook one's brains, the golden axe blade effortlessly cleaved through the ghost-faced shield.

Obito Uchiha stared silently at the axe blade that had slashed across his body.

The golden, ferocious weapon tore apart the fanged, demonic face with almost annihilation.

If not for divine power, he would have been a mangled corpse cut in two by now.

Meanwhile, Itachi Uchiha watched the sharp edge before him.

The gun blade, which was so close to piercing his eyeball, made him tremble and collapse backward helplessly, all his arrogance gone.

Immediately afterwards, a thud came from outside the fanged ghost face.

The brief resurgence was no match for Uchiha Owl's relentless exploitation.

This tattered, emaciated body could no longer muster any strength and crashed heavily to the ground.

Despite our best efforts, it was all in vain once again.

As his crimson Sharingan gradually dimmed, Uchiha Owl felt extremely cold, and his whole body felt as if it had lost all weight.

Regret lingered in my heart, but thinking that I had already wasted enough time, I felt that the regret was not so deep.

"Sister Quan, survive..."

Before the silent dying wish could be uttered, it was abruptly stuck in his throat.

Once out of combat, the mind is no longer extremely focused, and the sensory feedback from the surroundings is gradually received.

However, at this moment, he hated his inhuman perception.

Otherwise, he could at least satisfy his self-deception.

Uchiha Izumi's chakra aura was just a hundred meters away.

But it was already a candle flickering in the wind.

Even as he was filled with hatred, the candlelight quietly went out.

Uchiha Owl struggled to sit up, wanting to vent his resentment once more.

But his completely broken, burnt-out body made even moving a finger a luxury.

The Sharingan, which had been dim, instantly turned red, almost glowing with a tangible red light.

The three magatama beads naturally connected into one.

The frosted glass separating them from the world shattered with extreme resentment.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Although only a tiny amount of physical energy is needed to support the creation of the Mangekyou Sharingan.

Ultimately, it still requires the special chakra born from extreme emotions to stimulate the Sharingan.

But even after the body has burned out, further exploitation can no longer extract a single trace of energy.

Now, the only thing that can support the birth of Ba Wen is the immense power of his eyes.

This is why Uchiha Owl's Mangekyou Sharingan was slow to fully develop.

Even if it were to be completed successfully, Uchiha Owl wouldn't have survived that long; he would have already died completely.

"Itachi, you were careless."

"Ahem, thank you."

The fanged, demonic shield and the broken wooden archway gradually disintegrated under deliberate control.

Obito Uchiha, who called himself Madara, stood before the still-shaken and silent Itachi, somewhat hesitant.

He was somewhat unsure how much strength Itachi Uchiha would retain after losing an arm.

But upon closer reflection, with a kaleidoscope as a foundation, their skills wouldn't have dropped too much.

Having made his decision, the killing intent in Obito Uchiha's eyes quietly dissipated.

With a flick of his wrist, a kunai shot towards Uchiha Owl's head.

Suddenly, a dull thud sounded as if piercing something.

"Itachi, do you have any information about him?"

After confirming the enemy's death, Obito Uchiha asked, his mind filled with doubt.

"Yes, but it's vastly different from his actual situation."

Uchiha Itachi stood up, panting, his eyes filled with gloom as he looked at his empty left arm.

"Give me a brief overview."

"Uchiha Owl, born in August 1951, father Uchiha Ryūsō, Jonin, three-tomoe Sharingan, in..."

……

So warm...

It's like taking a sip of warm milk tea while walking in the snow wearing only a thin layer of clothing.

A feeling of blissful ascension spread from my internal organs to every part of my body.

A hazy consciousness gradually awakens, and when a certain boundary is crossed, the mind instantly regains its clarity.

In my field of vision, I am surrounded by an endless starry sky, with billions of stars painting a dazzling galaxy.

Above us were countless stars, their endless shimmering light forming a starry sky.

Even I felt as if I were floating in weightless space.

"It's not a pure land!"

Uchiha Owl's expression changed, and he became more vigilant. At least in the manga from his previous life, the Pure Land was not so magnificent.

The feeling before death is not an illusion.

In the ninja world, souls that lose their lives are all drawn into the Pure Land.

But since this place is not a pure land, then...

"Is this my cheat code?"

"..."

"But what's the use?"

"It's too late..."

Uchiha Owl looked at the pale hair hanging down from the side of his face, his heart filled with anger and resentment towards himself.

Even if he had made various preparations and contingency plans, he was only able to implement them if he was alive.

But now...

Anger builds up silently and powerlessly, but it's all in vain.

Everything about him has come to an end in those ruins of the ninja world.

At that moment, a strange change occurred.

Two dazzling beams of white light fell from the starry sky ahead.

The radiance faded, leaving only specks of firefly light surrounding the massive, translucent ice.

The blazing white light extinguished, and countless firefly-like lights surrounded the deep, dark mist that blotted out the sky.

The iceberg-like solid ice was estimated to be thirty-five or thirty-six meters high.

At the heart of the iceberg, a small giant, curled up, was trapped inside.

Looking at the little giant's ferocious profile, Uchiha Owl could even feel his rage.

With a slight shift of the gaze, the deep, dark mist, as vast as an abyss, came into view.

The drifting mist obscured half the starry sky, giving it a profound and tranquil feel, much like the night sky itself.

Clap la la!

Following the sound, the chilling iceberg trembled slightly.

"This is not Impel Down!"

Without the support of other means, the chilling ice alone was utterly powerless to restrain Terena the Mad Owl.

With just a tense muscle and a slight exertion, the iceberg shattered into ice shards amidst a continuous cracking sound.

The three-meter-tall giant was covered in tattered clothes, with scattered bloodstains that looked freshly applied, telling the story of the fierce battle.

Terena the Madman tore off his tattered cloak, looked at the blood-stained words "Justice" on it, and couldn't help but sneer.

Then, it was thrown away casually, like discarded worn-out shoes.