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"Hahaha, I finally beca a GOD!" A joyful laughter echoed from the depth of the moon’s cavern.
A red-armored figure walked out, revealing a handso face with the biggest grin ever. Yes, this wild man is none other than "the Ghost of Uchiha" Uchiha Madara.
"Okay, shut up. Your godhood is not stable yet." Yunlong arrived before Madara with a look of contempt.
Madara’s joy instantly disappeared, "Damn it..."
"Can you let be happy for a mont?"
"No," Yunlong replied flatly.
"..." Madara.
Why did I follow this heartless boss again?
Ah, yes.
This guy ripped my fucking soul and dragged it to another world!
Yunlong ignored Madara’s stinky gaze and comnted, "You just broke through to level 100. Your current cultivation base is nowhere near the standard of 3rd Class God."
"In fact, based on your realm, you’re just a Wild God. You ascended, but you must have felt sothing wasn’t right."
"What do you think you’re lacking?"
Madara frowned because Yunlong was right. He felt sothing wasn’t right with his current condition. He had transford his Spirit Energy into Divine Energy (Immortal Qi), but its state was rather gaseous than liquid.
"I do feel my Soul Cores are moving a bit awkwardly." He said with so doubt.
Madara has diligently cultivated all these years. He has three Soul Cores: the Spiritual Core (ntal Power), Soul Core (Spirit Energy), and Twin Elental Core (Fire and Darkness Elent).
Each thod used Tri-Sun Art’s theory molding, creating three rotating cores that clashed with each other constantly to produce more energy and reduce his consumption.
However, he felt these Soul Cores’ movents weren’t too smooth anymore.
They might explode if he didn’t solve this problem.
"Not bad." Yunlong nodded in satisfaction. Madara was as sharp as he rembered. "Your problem is actually simple."
"Your disorientated state originated from the lack of God’s Position."
"God’s Position..." Madara clenched his hand in excitent.
"So, that’s it!"
Yunlong shook his head gently and said, "While breaking through level 100 is easy, condensing God’s Position isn’t."
"However, I believe in your talent and perseverance."
"So, I will give you a "special" treatnt."
Madara trembled all of a sudden. He cast a suspicious look at Yunlong and saw him smiling widely.
’Not good!’ The Ghost of the Uchiha thought to himself.
Yunlong quickly added, "I will let you experience the Warring States Era again, and you can condense your unique God’s Position there. What do you think?"
’I knew it!’ Madara sighed in his heart.
"This... Aren’t we going to fight the Otsutsuki soon?"
"Ti is relative," Yunlong replied calmly. "You don’t know this, but I have a domain called "Semi-Virtual Realm" where I can manipulate space, ti, and dinsion with a flip of hand."
"The area simulated is 99% similar to the outside world, and ti flows faster there."
"Okay, I agree," Madara answered after so thought. "Send there imdiately."
Yunlong smiled, "Well, see you soon."
After saying that, Yunlong waved his hand and sent Madara to the semi-virtual realm, where he would et his old friends. Yunlong tricked Madara too well, but it was for his own good.
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Madara opened his eyes and saw himself standing over a cliff, overseeing a lush forest. He was stunned before laughing helplessly because this place was Hidden Leaf before they turned into a village.
"Yo, Madara!" An excited shout welcod Madara.
Madara’s body trembled as he turned around and saw a smooth-haired man with a warm smile walking toward him.
It was none other than Senju Hashirama, the God of Shinobi.
"Damn, Yunlong. What part of this is ’actually’ simulated, huh? Isn’t this too real?" Madara cursed in his mind.
After all, Madara has Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan and has developed into Rinnegan once. He can quickly see the difference between an "Illusion" and a "Reality" based on instinct alone.
Not to ntion, Madara knew "Hashirama" more than the Senju Clan.
Heck! Even Hashirama’s Brother, Tobirama, might not know Hashirama better than Madara.
And this "Hashirama" is 100% real! No, 200% real!
Madara should have guessed it. Yunlong wouldn’t randomly throw him to a place like this without reason.
He sighed, ’Yunlong, really outdone yourself this ti.’
Although Madara has planned to et Hashirama, he doesn’t want to et him this soon.
Hashirama thought Madara was fooled, "Madara, let’s have lunch together."
Madara snorted, "Cut it out, Hashirama! You think you can fool with your subpar acting?"
"Ah..." Hashirama froze on his step.
"You knew already? Damn, so fast."
"I thought Yunlong-sama sent you here without telling you he had revived and others."
"For soone called the "God of Shinobi" for years, your lips sure aren’t tight." Madara crossed his arms.
Hashirama smiled wryly, "Co on, what’s the use of lying in this scenario? Anyway, you are smarter than ."
"By the way, do you want to fight?"
"I heard you have reached the Title Douluo Realm."
Madara narrowed his eyes. He could sense that Hashirama had awakened a "strong" Martial Soul with "Life Attribute" and had reached the Level 87 Soul Douluo Realm.
Hashirama couldn’t reach this when Yunlong and others arrived here for less than five days.
It seed Yunlong wasn’t lying when he said this domain’s ti ran faster than the outside world. However, this also made Madara jealous because he wasted so much ti in the Douluo World compared to Hashirama.
What Madara doesn’t know is that Hashirama didn’t have the rich experience he had in Douluo World.
So, even though Hashirama has awakened a Martial Soul and started cultivating as a Spirit Master, his perception is still that of a person from the Shinobu World.
The rit of living in Cultivation World is that Madara’s ntality has changed trendously.
He didn’t look at the world from a radical perspective anymore.
Peace? Madara was over it years ago!
"With the cultivation of Soul Douluo, you should be able to defeat most of the Title Douluo because of your high attainnts in Sage Mode and Wood Style alone..." Madara comnted calmly.
"But what makes you think you can challenge ? Hashirama!"
Hashirama grinned, "How could we know if we didn’t try?"
Hashirama possessed his Martial Soul, and his appearance changed instantly. His handso face gained a touch of golden light as his long black hair beca greenish-gold, and his ears beca longer.
At the sa ti, Martial Soul’s mark appeared on his forehead, shining dimly with the "Nature" elent.
After awakening his Martial Soul, Hashirama discovered that "Sage Mode" might not be as perfect as he thought.
The highest level of "Sage Mode" shouldn’t have a mark, aning "Nature Energy" has fully rged with the body, energy, and spirit.
Of course, Hashirama’s current state is only possible because he has "Ancient Wood Elf" as a Martial Soul.
Eight spirit rings floated out from Hashirama’s body; five were black, and the last three were blood red. Surprisingly enough, Hashirama’s 7th and 8th spirit rings have two golden markings, which ans they are 200,000 years old.
Madara’s pupil rotated as his eyes transford into Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. Weirdly, so purple circles already appeared on the outer layer of his eyes, signifying his recent breakthrough to level 100.
"Co, Madara!" Hashirama laughed wildly. He swung his fist, and the vegetation in the area roared, forming a giant hand made of vines, roots, and wood.
Madara called the "Nine-tailed Firefox" Hashira (Madara’s contracted spirit) out, "I will beat the shit out of you, DUMBASS!"
BOOOOOOOM!!
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anwhile, not far away. Another pair also faced each other on a running river.
"Long ti no see, Tobirama." A young man with a face similar to Sasuke stood before the forr 2nd Hokage.
Senju Tobirama also stared at the Uchiha, "Izuna, I should have guessed you accepted Yunlong’s offer."
"Hypocrite, aren’t you the sa?" Uchiha Izuna retorted sarcastically.
Tobirama shrugged, "What kind of a fool wouldn’t accept a chance to rebirth."
"Fuck off, Tobirama. I want to et my brother." Izuna’s eyes slowly turned into Mangekyou Sharingan.
Tobirama’s face darkened, "I won’t let you pass until Older Brother is over with his affair."
"Haha, what a bastard!" Izuna couldn’t hold his laughter. "Fine, let’s settle our old grudge here."
"My Uchiha and your Senju are like water and oil."
"This ti, I will fucking kill you for sure!"
Tobirama stared at Izuna coldly, "I already killed you once, so killing you twice is no problem..."
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