From the night of genocide, marching towards the strongest.

A golden light flashed, and Yinglong's clone appeared in the space of the High Heaven Primordial Sphere, carrying its dead main body.

At this moment, the little ten-tailed fox, which had been asleep, seemed to sense something after Yinglong's clone arrived.

It opened its blood-red eyes, stared at the dead Sasuke, and let out a deafening, ferocious wail.

Yinglong's clone didn't care about the little ten-tailed fox's feelings as soon as it arrived.

Yinglong's clone immediately pulled out the black rods that pierced through various parts of his main body.

He used medical ninjutsu to mend his mangled body.

After repairing its main body, Yinglong's clone continuously flashed with golden light, moving back and forth in the Takamagahara space.

He retrieved the Thousand-Attracting Stone, an earth-attribute artifact, from the Loulan Tower, which was supposed to be retrieved a month later.

He took Samehada, which contained the chakra of the Three-Tails, from Suigetsu's hands.

After the main body was killed, the three guys who fought with Suigetsu and Kimimaro withdrew, and Suigetsu can no longer use Samehada for the time being.

Yinglong's clone directly fed Samehada to the Ten-Tails, even though he thought the Three-Tails' chakra contained in Samehada wouldn't meet his needs.

But the situation is urgent right now, and there's no time to worry about that.

If there are any imperfections, they can be fixed in the future.

After feeding Samehada to the Ten-Tails, Yinglong's clone returned to Sasuke's corpse and, relying on the connection between the two through the Sage's Seal, formed a hand seal.

"Demon Sprout Technique!"

Although Sasuke's physical body had died, the cells within his corpse still possessed powerful vitality and activity, just like Hashirama Senju's cells.

In an instant, countless layers upon layers of densely packed black Oni-Garurus, resembling bloodthirsty venomous snakes, surged out from Sasuke's corpse, engulfing the earth-attribute artifact, the Thousand-Point Stone, in Yinglong's clone's hand and drawing it into its body.

At this moment, the little ten-tailed fox, which had been watching quietly after letting out a mournful cry, burst out with hundreds of slender vine branches behind it, like tubes, after digesting Samehada.

It pierced straight into the major acupoints of Sasuke's body, and a massive flow of chakra entered Sasuke's body through these channels.

After observing silently for a while, Yinglong's clone once again transformed into a golden light and disappeared into the Takamagahara space, returning to the Sanctuary Pit to send Honoka, Karin, and the others back to the base.

They were no longer able to participate in the ensuing battle, and staying there might only become a burden to him.

Yinglong's clone, which reappeared in the Takamagahara space, took out a series of scarlet stones, each about the size of a basketball, engraved with the name of the Uchiha clan.

Sharingan!

The Great Sharingan is formed by fusing the Mangekyou Sharingan of Shin Uchiha from a parallel world with the Sharingan of Shin Uchiha himself and his clones.

Sasuke's original body once used a transcription seal on the Sharingan to create a delayed version of the Izanagi technique, similar to Madara Uchiha's.

Its activation conditions and activation time are set to be half an hour after Sasuke's physical body dies.

This is also why the consciousness of the original body did not transfer to Yinglong's clone after the original body died.

Of course, Yinglong's clone can now rely on the connection between the main body and its own Sage Seal to tamper with the Sharingan's activation program and immediately activate Izanagi to revive the main body.

However, Yinglong's clone did not want to do this, realizing that this was an opportunity for the main body to awaken the Rinnegan.

Only by facing death head-on and conquering death can one achieve the unity of Yin and Yang and possess the eyes to control life and death!

After taking out the Sharingan, Yinglong's clone showed no sign of stopping, rapidly inscribing various spells around the main body's corpse, his hands constantly forming hand seals.

He had also seen the situation with Otsutsuki Tsurugi, and there was no need for him to worry about it for the time being.

Moreover, with his current strength, he is simply not capable of participating in battles at the Six Paths level.

Even the Flying Thunder God Technique, which allows for instantaneous teleportation, is still considered insignificant in the eyes of a Six Paths level enemy.

This can be seen by looking at Minato Namikaze and Tobirama Senju during the Fourth Shinobi World War.

He doesn't need to be faster than teleportation, he just needs to be faster than you to initiate teleportation.

Moreover, if it were to break in through the spatial nodes, then everything would be over.

Don't doubt whether Otsutsuki has this ability.

This is something that neither Yinglong's clone nor Otsutsuki Neko dared to gamble on.

"We must succeed!"

Yinglong's clone thought to himself, even with all the preparations he had made and the abundant resources now available to revive his main body, he still couldn't guarantee that his main body would be able to overcome death and awaken the Rinnegan.

But if the original body fails despite its best efforts...

He could only inherit the billions of assets left to him by the Sage of Six Paths.

Ugh……

Chapter 347 They are dancing together!

Cold, shivering...

Am I dead?

Sasuke's spirit, which seemed to have completely fallen into a bottomless abyss of darkness, suddenly surged up. He heard what sounded like countless dense, mournful cries and the gentle sound of flowing water, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Sasuke slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion, appearing somewhat dazed.

The scenery before me was indistinct, a blurry, dreamlike blur.

After slowly regaining his senses, Sasuke realized that he was standing on the water.

This is a tranquil, undisturbed black river, surrounded by thick, grayish-white fog.

The black river seemed to connect to the end of the world, and Sasuke couldn't see the end of the river even when he looked up.

On the water around him, there seemed to be a holographic, blurry human figure floating in dense, layered formations.

He glanced at the blurry figures and knew that there were no fewer than hundreds of thousands of them.

"So it was you guys... Well, well, well..."

Among these figures, some male and some female, some old and some young, Sasuke seemed to see some familiar faces.

These figures were none other than the beings who had been killed by "Enlightenment" and whose souls had been devoured by the Box of Bliss.

Tormented for countless days and nights in a desolate and deadly world, never to be reborn, he transformed into a vengeful, resentful, and ferocious demon residing in the Yellow Springs of the Eye Technique.

Although the Sharingan between his eyebrows belongs to Izanami, the Sharingan of the little ten-tailed fox is Yomijin.

But the little ten-tailed fox is his "vessel," and its spirit and consciousness all come from his bestowal. He is the true master of Izanami and Yomijin.

He, as the master, replaced the former Chest of Elysium and imprisoned these poor souls.

But he never had the idea of ​​controlling these dead souls, nor did he know what to do.

Releasing it would harm innocent people, while destroying it would be too much to bear.

Now, with the physical death and spiritual collapse of its master, these innocent souls have arrived at their rightful final resting place—the Sanzu River.

The River of the Underworld, according to legend, is the dividing line between the world of the living and the world of the dead, and the river that guides the souls of the dead.

They have finally found the peace that was rightfully theirs.

"So, I'm completely finished."

Sasuke withdrew his gaze from the souls whose faces, no longer showed the pain and torment they once did, now wore expressions of peace, and looked at his own body.

Although it still appears somewhat transparent, perhaps it is due to the strength of its spirit and soul.

At this moment, in his spirit form, he was much clearer than the surrounding, indistinct outlines of the dead.

No wonder the environment around Naruto and Sasuke after their deaths in the original timeline was all water.

It turns out that their souls came to the Sanzu River.

I wonder if I'll run into a smiling old man giving me a gift later.

Sasuke chuckled to himself as he slowly scanned his surroundings.

They didn't care about the direction or the location, and just walked straight into the depths of the thick fog.

Although his death was sudden, he didn't think much about how he died or who killed him.

Because thinking about these things is completely useless.

At this moment, his spirit was in the underworld, separated by the boundary between life and death. His thoughts were also isolated from those of Otsutsuki and Yinglong's clone, and he had no idea what was happening up there.

All he can do now is trust in Otsutsuki and Yinglong's clones, and trust in his own wisdom.

If they both die and fail, it means he has also failed.

After all, the three of them are essentially the same person, and they all have the same attitude towards dealing with danger.

Step, step, step.

Sasuke's feet slid across the black water, creating ripples and making crisp footsteps. He strolled leisurely through the thick fog.

It could be a short while, or it could be a very long time.

Sasuke, seemingly having lost his sense of time, had no idea how long he had been walking. He simply didn't know when, as he continued to move forward...

The thick fog surrounding him gradually thinned, and the dark water beneath his feet began to be tinged with a vibrant purple color that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

After an unknown amount of time, when the pitch-black water beneath their feet had completely turned into a riot of colors, and the black river had become a purple river.

The thick fog that had been obscuring the surroundings finally disappeared completely, and Sasuke's vision suddenly cleared.

An old man, sitting cross-legged with his body floating in mid-air, wearing a white haori robe with six black tomoe-shaped patterns, appeared in Sasuke's line of sight.

The smile on his face seemed to say something.

Young man, do you want to hang up?

There really are old men giving away hangings?

Sasuke chuckled inwardly, a smile playing on his lips. He continued at his previous pace, marveling at the surrounding environment.

"What a grand family gathering!"

There is no food.

There was also no fine wine.

At this point, Sasuke looked at the water beneath his feet and shook his head.

"There isn't even a tatami mat for people to sit on."