Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Hahahahahahahaha!!!

Obito tilted his head back, his whole body trembling violently, tears mixed with blood streaming from his eyes.

"It's fake...it's all fake..."

He repeated those words nervously, his voice filled with despair for the world.

"This world is fake! This temperature is fake! Even I am fake!"

Suddenly, he stopped laughing.

His eyes were fixed on Sasuke, the black tomoe in his eyes swirling wildly, blood streaming down his face, mingling with the ferocious smile on his face, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Since reality is so cruel..."

"Since Lin is destined to suffer this pain, whether in the past or present, in life or in death..."

Obito's voice became hoarse, "Then let all of this disappear!"

"Whether it's this damn reality or that false dream!"

"Disappear from all of you!!"

boom--!!!

A massive burst of chakra erupted from Obito's frail body.

"Susanoo!"

With his desperate roar, a blue chakra skeleton shot into the sky, instantly enveloping him.

Catalyzed by that endless despair, Susanoo's form evolved wildly.

Meridians, flesh and blood, armor...

Almost in the blink of an eye, a fully formed Susanoo, clad in heavy armor and with wings on its back, stood on the earth.

It is hundreds of meters tall and blocks out the sun.

Obito stood between the giant's eyebrows, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, his gaze fixed intently on Sasuke below.

"Uchiha Sasuke!"

"Didn't you want to see my magnanimity?!"

"Then let's do it! Let's smash this disgusting world to pieces!!!"

This despair and madness, originating from the depths of the soul, sent a chill down the spine of every living person present.

on the ground.

Tobirama Senju looked up at the blue giant that blotted out the sky, then turned to look at his brother beside him, who also had a solemn expression.

“See, brother,” Tobirama said firmly. “I told you long ago that the Uchiha clan possesses a deeper love than anyone else.”

"But precisely because of this, once that love is lost, it will transform into an even stronger hatred."

He pointed to Obito, who had gone mad in the air, and said, "Their minds seem firm, but in reality, they are incredibly fragile."

"Catalyzed by this extreme emotion, their strength will surge at an incomprehensible rate, eventually turning them into monsters capable of threatening the entire village, or even the entire world."

"This is the curse of the Sharingan, and the inescapable fate of the Uchiha clan."

"Well, Tobirama, don't be so absolute."

Hashirama Senju scratched his head, a somewhat embarrassed wry smile on his face.

“Every clan has its own problems, and it’s not entirely the Uchiha’s fault.”

"and......"

Hashirama raised his head, his gaze fixed on the Susanoo, and his expression turned serious.

"Now is not the time to discuss this."

"This is the complete Susanoo, Madara's strongest move back then."

He clenched his fist. "Even in my prime, I would have to go all out to deal with this thing."

"Not to mention this body I'm in now, resurrected through Edo Tensei."

"Humph."

Tobirama snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and turned his gaze to the calm silver-haired boy on the other side.

"We don't need to worry about it."

"This brat's power far surpasses that of Obito."

"An enemy of this caliber can be dealt with by himself; there's no need for us to get involved."

"Besides, do you think we can still control ourselves now?"

As he spoke, Hashirama's instincts, controlled by the "Impure World Reincarnation," compelled him to raise his palms and clasp them together.

"Ugh, this is such a hassle."

Hashirama sighed, a helpless expression on his face.

"Since we can't resist, we have no choice but to fight."

"I feel a little bad for Sasuke-kun, but this body... it's moving on its own!"

"Om-"

A massive surge of chakra erupted from Hashirama's body, and natural energy converged wildly towards him.

Black lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and spread rapidly.

His eyes were covered with a deep "eyeshadow", and black totems resembling "poisonous fangs" appeared on both sides of his nose.

A double-circle mark slowly lit up in the center of his forehead.

"This junior's Yin Release chakra is really impressive. This eye power can actually force me to use a technique of this level."

As Hashirama felt the continuous surge of power within his body, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"It seems he really wants to kill you, Sasuke."

Although he apologized verbally, his hands did not stop moving at all.

"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"

"Boom—!!!"

The earth cracked open, and countless thick tree roots surged out like giant dragons, intertwining and tangling together.

In the blink of an eye, a giant wooden figure, hundreds of meters tall and no less impressive in size than a fully-formed Susanoo, rose from the ground in this wasteland.

Its face is like a Vajra, its eyes are wide open in anger, and a lifelike, huge wooden dragon is wrapped around each of its left and right arms.

Hashirama lightly landed on the wooden doll's shoulder with a light tap of his toes, scratched his cheek, and grinned.

"It might be a little embarrassing to say."

"But perhaps it's because I have a special talent. No matter what kind of technique it is, as long as it comes from my hands, its power will be increased by at least several times."

He spread his hands. "So, what's powerful isn't Wood Release, nor Sage Mode. The reason they're powerful is me."

"Watch out, Sasuke."

Hashirama's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the wooden figure's massive fist swung out fiercely.

The wooden dragon wrapped around his arm moved, opening its massive jaws to bite towards Sasuke's location.

The force was so great that it tore through the air, and the explosion was like a thunderclap, making people's eardrums ache.

Facing the approaching wooden dragon, Sasuke raised his right hand and gently tapped forward.

A wisp of black lightning shot out from his fingertips.

Compared to that wooden dragon, hundreds of meters long and blotting out the sky, this wisp of lightning was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

But even this tiny bit, at the instant it touched the wooden dragon—

The pitch-black lightning surged instantly, transforming into a ferocious black lightning serpent that frantically tore and spread upwards along the wooden dragon's body.

The black lightning bolt swept through everything in its path, shattering the wooden dragon into countless wood chips and charcoal.

"what?!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Hashirama's eyes, quickly turning into delight. "That kind of change..."

"Sasuke-kun!" he shouted, "So you can use Sage Mode too?!"

"Judging from this, it's full of aggression. It must be some kind of sage technique from Ryuchi Cave, right?"

"Hahaha! I never expected that someone from the Uchiha clan could learn Sage Mode from that place. You really are a genius!"

"Shut up! Who gave you permission to come out and catch up with old friends?!"

Obito roared and Susanoo raised the blades in his hand high, one long and one short, and brought them down on Sasuke's head with wind pressure!

"Since you all enjoy chatting so much, then go chat in hell!!!"

Before the blade even arrived, the earth had already cracked inch by inch under the terrifying pressure, with flying rocks and billowing dust.

Despite the powerful strike capable of splitting mountains, Sasuke remained standing, a surge of immense purple chakra erupting from his body.

Chakra rapidly condensed, transforming into an enormous skeletal arm.

"boom!!!"

That purple Susanoo arm actually caught Obito's powerful twin-sword strike steadily!

The immense impact caused the surrounding ground to collapse instantly, creating a huge crater.

But Sasuke's body remained completely still, as if rooted to the spot.

"what?!"

Obito's pupils contracted as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

His complete Susanoo was actually blocked in terms of power by an incomplete arm.

Sasuke turned his head to the side, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"Obito Uchiha, are you in such a hurry to die?"