Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"Although Konoha refused to send troops, it did not side with you."

"If I show up on that battlefield, no matter which side I'm on, I'll cause trouble for the village."

Sasuke glanced at him but didn't try to stop him.

"what ever."

"The lecherous immortal..."

Naruto, standing to the side, tugged at Jiraiya's sleeve, his face full of reluctance.

"Naruto."

Jiraiya patted Naruto's head, forcing a smile.

"You and Karin should come with me too."

"You're not ready to get involved in that level of war right now."

"But..." Naruto wanted to say something more.

"Listen to me!" Jiraiya's voice became sterner. "This is for your own good."

Naruto bit his lip and finally lowered his head.

He knew that Jiraiya was right.

Although he has become much stronger now, he is still just a burden in the face of a battle at Sasuke's level.

"Sasuke..."

Before leaving, Naruto suddenly turned around, looked at Sasuke, and shouted loudly.

You must come back alive!

"When you come back, let's go eat ramen together!"

Sasuke didn't turn around, he just waved to Naruto with his back turned.

Chapter 233 The Arrogance of the Uchiha

Deep inside a dark cave.

The flickering candlelight cast distorted shadows, making the narrow space seem like a ghostly realm.

Madara Uchiha stood with his arms crossed, his crimson Sharingan coldly sweeping across the surroundings.

The once empty cave is now filled with rows of upright coffins.

The coffins were arranged densely, each one covered with complex sealing incantations, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

“Heh…” Ban’s voice was low and deep. “The five great nations have actually sent so many old friends’ corpses.”

He walked slowly to a coffin, his eyes filled with amusement.

"That's an incredible investment."

Just then, the soil on the ground churned up.

A giant pitcher plant broke through the soil, revealing its magnificent face.

"Lord Madara," White Zetsu's flippant voice rang out first, tinged with a hint of boasting, "Good news! We've located Uchiha Sasuke!"

"Oh?" Madara turned his head to the side. "Where is he?"

"It's right on the border of the Land of Fire, and it's moving rapidly towards the Land of Iron."

White Zetsu continued, his tone becoming somewhat strange, "And besides that guy named Orochimaru, there were also Nagato and Konan!"

"Nagato?" Madara's brows furrowed sharply, his eyes filled with doubt. "He's still alive?"

He knew very well that the price of the Reincarnation Technique was the life of the caster.

That body, already exhausted and worn out, had absolutely no chance of surviving after that technique was performed.

"Could someone be faking it?"

Ban murmured, then dismissed the guess, "No, in a battle of that level, disguise is meaningless."

"They've all come out in full force."

Obito, who had been standing in the shadows, stepped out now, his voice deep and muffled.

"It seems he intends to wipe us all out in one fell swoop."

His gaze swept over the densely packed coffins, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He was not surprised by Sasuke's initiative.

The ninja alliance's mobilization was too slow and too tumultuous; anyone with a modicum of common sense could guess their intentions.

Given that brat's personality, rather than sitting idly by and waiting to die, he should take the initiative and nip the threat in the bud.

Just like back then, after obtaining information about Kushina's production, he immediately launched an attack on Konoha.

He had long been mentally prepared.

Therefore, during this period, he was constantly preparing for the war.

Obito walked up to a coffin, placed his palm on it, and chakra surged in his palm.

"These undead who are about to be awakened are our biggest bargaining chip."

"Obito".

Ban's gaze swept over the coffins one by one, pointing to the two most conspicuous ones, "With so many powerful individuals, plus those two guys, can you manage them all?"

Although the control of the Impure World Reincarnation technique primarily rests with the caster, controlling such a vast number of powerful individuals simultaneously, especially those who include Kage-level ninjas...

This is a huge test of the caster's chakra and mental strength.

The stronger the reincarnated person is, the more likely they are to suffer a backlash.

"don’t worry."

Obito's voice was calm, and he seemed confident.

"This technique is not complicated to learn. Its essence is to use Yin Release chakra to forcibly suppress the will of the dead."

"Once you master the trick, you don't need to consume too much chakra to make them obedient puppets while maintaining their fighting spirit and experience from when they were alive."

Upon hearing this, Ban let out a cold laugh in his heart.

That bastard Tobirama Senju...

It is only at times like these that his pitiful worth is revealed.

Aside from developing this despicable ninjutsu that manipulates the souls of the dead, his life was probably of little use.

Moreover, this technique is also used to manipulate his own soul. If that guy knew, he would probably be so angry that he would die again.

"In that case, the rest is up to you." Ban took a few steps back, crossed his arms, and said, "Let me see your results."

Obito nodded, his hands rapidly forming hand seals in front of his chest.

Chuck spread instantly, connecting with every coffin.

"Impure World Reincarnation!"

The tightly closed coffin lids slid off one by one, crashing heavily to the ground, revealing the faces that had been sleeping for a long time inside.

One after another, bodies covered in cracks and eyes blackened by the impure earth reincarnation emerged from the coffins.

Their expressions varied; some were confused, some were angry, and some looked disdainful.

In the foremost coffin, a silver-haired man with red eyes opened his eyes.

"That nauseating feeling again..."

Tobirama Senju looked down at his cracked hands, his voice filled with disgust, "I really regret developing this technique."

He snorted coldly, his sharp gaze sweeping across his surroundings.

"Who on earth is this fool who dares to toy with the souls of the dead time and time again?!"

He looked up as he complained.

When his gaze fell upon the figure standing not far away with arms crossed, all the words caught in his throat.

"..."

Tobirama's pupils dilated suddenly, and his face showed a look of shock as if he had seen a ghost.

That chakra...

"you......?!"

When Hashirama Senju emerged from another coffin beside him and saw that familiar figure, his expression turned solemn.

"Madara?!" Hashirama strode forward. "Were you also resurrected using Edo Tensei? Or perhaps...?"

He paused, his tone becoming somewhat hesitant.

"You've lived this long?"

Faced with Hashirama's questioning, Madara merely glanced at the two of them coldly and did not respond.

"Alright, let's end this reminiscing here." Obito clapped his hands together sharply, his chakra surging.

Hashirama and Tobirama's bodies stiffened abruptly, the light in their eyes quickly fading, returning to a deathly emptiness.

The other reincarnated beings also stopped their agitation and stood in neat rows.

"Go." Obito waved.

Those powerful beings who had been resurrected through the impure world filed out of the cave.

Watching the army depart, Obito turned his head and looked at Madara, who was still standing in the same spot.

"Do you want to come with me?" he asked, tilting his head.

"Humph."

Ban sneered, his arms still crossed over his chest, his tone arrogant.

"Not just any rotten fish or shrimp, but everything that's worth my personal attention."