Naruto: Traveling Through Time Starting with Seizing the Dragon Vein

"Look, everyone's laughing... So it's possible to live without bloodshed, without people dying. Everyone can be so happy. Is this the peace you've always wanted to show me, brother? It's wonderful, this peace..."

"Quenna..."

Ban stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

Reason was screaming at him that this was fake.

This is a phantom materialized by that bastard named Yue using his clan's network and his own subconscious!

His Izuna had already died under Tobirama Senju's sword, on that cold, rainy night!

However, the emotions conveyed by the eight thousand spears were too real.

It was an ultimate sense of happiness, stripped of all hatred, leaving only family reunion and the simple joy of being well-fed and clothed.

If the world were like this... if there had been such peace back then... would Izuna have survived?

Could I also stand under the warm light like this now, smiling and calling myself "brother"?

"Don't... force this falsehood upon me!!!"

Boom!!!

In the real world, Ban suddenly opened his eyes.

however.

When he lowered his head again, panting heavily, and looked down at the civilians who were looking up at him, their eyes filled with fear but still showing no sign of backing down...

His hand holding the Uchiha fan trembled uncontrollably.

How could such a feeling of weakness appear in my heart?

"Pfft."

Uchiha Tsuki, who had forcibly established an absolute network connection with the light, completely exhausted his last bit of eye power and fainted.

But on that blood-covered face, there was a wild, relieved laugh.

The plan succeeded, and Madara's final cry was definitely a plea to preserve that peaceful world.

Next came the negotiations... and the discussion about the pupil technique.

The wind howled.

The massive, deep blue crystal of Susanoo flickered in the wind and snow, and finally, with Madara's violently heaving chest, it slowly dissipated.

Ban stared intently at Yue, who lay in a pool of blood, then glanced at the civilians supporting each other.

That is, at the moment when Madara's thoughts wavered and his fighting spirit faltered.

"Boom~"

A vast and powerful Wood Release chakra, with an unreasonable and tyrannical force, instantly dispelled the suffocating, chilling killing intent in this snow forest!

"Madara!!!"

A deep red figure fell from the sky like a meteorite!

"Hashirama!!!"

Ban, who was originally confused and trembling, suddenly raised his head the moment he heard this voice.

All the complexity, anger, and even longing for Izuna in his eyes transformed into a raging, unleashed fighting spirit, locking onto the nemesis who had descended from the sky!

Chapter 72 The Battle of the Valley of the End

"boom!!!"

As the smoke cleared, Hashirama did not activate Sage Mode, nor did he summon the wooden dragon and wooden golem that were capable of destroying the world.

He just stood there so brazenly, without any warning.

His gaze passed over the wall of people formed by disabled Uchiha ninjas, widows, and civilians, and struck his destined nemesis.

At this very moment, when the gazes of the two great ninja gods met and their auras collided violently, everyone's attention was completely drawn to them.

"Shh."

An extremely subtle spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared beside Uchiha Yuehe Guang, who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Tobirama Senju.

He made no sound, but silently reached out his hands and steadily supported the completely unconscious Guang and Yue.

He arrived a few minutes earlier than Hashirama and clearly witnessed the entire process of the Uchiha clan's lower-ranking ninjas rushing forward one after another to block the moon and light.

We also saw that the moon and light abandoned all their pupil power and life force, just to force that ultimate desire and bond for peace into Uchiha Madara's brain.

To be honest, even though he had always stubbornly believed that the Uchiha clan was inherently evil, seeing that scene still caused this strategist, known for his rationality, to experience an unprecedented and intense shock.

For a moment, he even wondered if he was just wearing the skin of an Uchiha this month, and that he wasn't actually an Uchiha at all.

But after careful consideration, he abandoned the idea.

This crazy way of doing things, this obsessive obsession that disregards everything, what else could it be but the Uchiha?

The next second, the unique technique of Flying Thunder God flashed.

The three figures were instantly erased from this chaotic scene and arrived at a safe place.

Madara did not stop them from leaving; at the moment, he seemed to only have eyes for Hashirama.

No, in that full of reflections between the pillars, there was also a corner left for the two hundred civilians who rushed forward one after another below.

No one knows what Ban is thinking right now.

The phantom of Izuna, smiling and handing him three-colored dumplings amidst the myriad lights of the city, kept replaying in his mind.

"spot!"

The sound from the pillar pierced through the wind and snow like rolling thunder.

"Did you see that? Not only us Senju, but even your own people don't want to continue this endless slaughter anymore!"

"Are you going to step over the corpses of your own people to defend that meaningless hatred?! Stop! Let's work together to rebuild the village we promised to build on the banks of the Namika River when we were children!"

The wind and snow howled wildly as the two powerful figures confronted each other.

Madara Uchiha remained expressionless: "Fight with all your might."

Hashirama was taken aback at first, then his black eyes blazed with an unprecedented light.

He knows Ban too well.

The Moon Brothers' actions have come in very handy.

This proud man, proud to the core, was already hurt by the expectations of his clan and the softness in his heart. But he needed a satisfying battle, a reason that could convince himself and the entire Uchiha clan, to completely sever the shackles of hatred that had been borne for hundreds of years!

"Okay! I promise you!"

Ban withdrew his fan and turned to look in the direction of the rushing river in the distance.

"Not here. Follow me, Hashirama. Let's go to that... place only the two of us know about."

Having said that, Ban's figure transformed into a whirlwind, sweeping away into the distance without a backward glance.

"Tobirama! Make sure everyone is settled!" Hashirama shouted, his crimson figure like a shooting star, closely following the black afterimage, disappearing into the vast snowy night.

……

The border of the Land of Fire, at the end of the Naka River.

This is a huge, unnamed canyon (End Valley) that has not yet been named, where a rushing waterfall cascades down from a hundred-foot cliff, creating a deafening roar.

In this destiny-chosen land, two chakra forces that transcend the limits of human comprehension collided with a deafening roar!

"Boom!!!"

The heavens and earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light!

The Nine-Tails' complete form, Susanoo, adorned in deep blue armor, rose from the ground.

Opposite it, a thousand-armed wooden figure of equally enormous and breathtaking size roared and charged forward, its wooden dragon swirling, each collision causing a terrifying shock like a magnitude 10 earthquake!

The mountains were leveled, the rivers were cut off, and the entire canyon's landscape was brutally reshaped by the clash between the two "ninja gods"!

This earth-shattering, unparalleled battle lasted for a full day and night.

Until the dawn of the next day, the rising sun bathed the devastated wasteland in golden light.

"boom!"

With a final, extremely brutal hand-to-hand combat collision, the two battered figures fell simultaneously from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the dry riverbed.

"Huh...huh..."

Hashirama, panting, stood up first.

Madara Uchiha lay sprawled on the pile of rubble, his chest heaving violently.

His wild, long hair was soaked with sweat and blood, and his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, which once terrified the ninja world, had reverted to its normal black color due to the exhaustion of his eye power.

He lost.

Ban realized this very clearly in his heart.

If he were at his peak, the fight might have lasted a little longer.

However... before the final battle with Hashirama, Uchiha Tsukihime actually depleted a portion of his chakra and eye power, causing him to bleed.

Most importantly, at this moment, his mind was in turmoil.

In a battle between masters, a slight difference can lead to a huge error.

But a loss is a loss. He is Madara Uchiha, and he won't make excuses for his defeat.

"I lost, Hashirama."

Ban looked up at the pale sky, his voice a little hoarse, but his tone conveyed a sense of relief as if he had let go of all his burdens.

"Idiot! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Just then, a voice, equally panting but full of energy, came from the side.

Hashirama Senju struggled to turn over, his armor tattered and torn, but a radiant smile graced his bruised and battered face.