Of course!
Fortune and misfortune are interdependent…
The emerging characteristics of the Netherworld space ease some of Uchiha Jin’s worries, painting a better future for him. However, certain troubles still persisted.
At this moment, Uchiha Nanci and the others resembled enforcers of this newborn hell, assisting Jin in managing the world’s power and enhancing energy absorption from the void.
But because the Netherworld space was still too small and Jin was almost omniscient within it, the incessant chatter from these guys drilled into his head, making it impossible to ignore.
Listening to a bunch of dead people chattering around him…
What a feeling!
Enough!
The Uchiha clan has always been proud and aloof, and this desolate Netherworld space was worse than being imprisoned in the police department. Imposing strict rules on them right now…
Having just inherited a wave of legacy, Jin couldn’t bring himself to do something that even capitalists would feel guilty about.
“To get rich, start by planting trees!”
With this thought, a gentle smile appeared on Jin’s face as he continued explaining.
“Now that you are integrated with this world, you can practice gathering the invisible energy in the air, shaping it into plants or buildings.”
“Not only will this help you familiarize yourselves with this new way of wielding power, but it will also accelerate the growth of this world. I believe one day you can transform it into a real world, and by then, you will be like the gods of this realm!”
Jin’s words painted a promising picture for Uchiha Nanci and the others, who were visibly motivated.
“Elder Jin, we understand. We won’t let you down!”
“Keep it up!”
Jin glanced at the desolate Netherworld space, feeling a refreshing sense of relief as he realized he had easily outsourced his workload.
Retracting his manifested consciousness from the Netherworld space, Jin, standing before Sougen’s grave, suddenly drew a kunai!
Shurikenjutsu: Uchiha Style!
Jin’s figure moved even faster than the kunai, and three kunai flew out.
In front of Jin.
A figure dressed in a black cloak and wearing a black and orange striped mask emerged from a swirling vortex.
Mangekyō Sharingan!
Seeing the figure through the mask, Jin instantly recognized him.
Obito Uchiha!
Another filial son, and with such a convenient Mangekyō ability, Jin felt a surge of inexplicable joy.
Since the figure was Obito, Jin’s nearly perfect shurikenjutsu and rapid assault were ineffective.
Indeed!
As Jin’s kunai passed through Obito’s throat and the three trailing kunai pierced his vital points, Obito showed no signs of pain, and Jin didn’t feel the kunai hitting anything solid.
Intangibility!
With Obito’s unique ability, Jin’s attacks passed through him, his momentum carrying him forward…
Whoosh!
Seizing the moment, Obito reached for Jin’s heart!
“I’ve been waiting for this move!”
Jin’s eyes glinted as blood-red chakra surged, a blood-red sword materializing before him as he slashed downward!
Did you think I was Minato?
“Damn it!”
Obito’s Mangekyō Sharingan flashed with fear as he hurriedly used his intangibility to evade the sword.
But he was still a bit too slow…
As Jin swiftly turned and withdrew, Obito clutched his bleeding right arm in horror.
Almost lost an arm!
Though Obito didn’t know the story of “The Return of the Condor Heroes,” he regretted his recklessness.
Treating Jin like an ordinary ninja, despite knowing he possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan, even Obito felt a tinge of embarrassment.
At least the mask covered his face well enough to hide it.
Obito, now more cautious, had no intention of continuing his attack. They had tested each other’s strength and knew they couldn’t quickly defeat one another. Jin’s Mangekyō ability, which could target the soul, made Obito even warier.
“Allow me to introduce myself, young Uchiha. I am a hero from the Warring States period, active for over a century…”
Putting on the guise of Madara, Obito prepared to deceive Jin, just as he had done with Nagato and the others.
However…
“Wait!”
Jin interrupted Obito’s introduction, his tone also taking on an ancient weariness.
“You are Madara Uchiha, aren’t you…”
Huh! (⊙⊙)
Obito, who had planned a grand speech, was stunned. He didn’t expect his lines to be stolen, nor did he understand how Jin knew.
Unbothered by Obito’s shock, Jin sighed and continued with a bitter smile.
“After hiding for decades, I didn’t expect to be found by you, Madara Uchiha!”
What the…!
Obito felt everything was beyond his understanding as if a hidden picture had been revealed.
No wonder!
No wonder Jin, once an insignificant member of the clan, had grown so powerful in such a short time!
Killing Danzo! Destroying Root! Oppressing the Hokage!
Such feats were impossible for a normal Uchiha, yet Jin had accomplished them all.
Could it be…
Like Madara, he had faked his death to survive?
Obito’s vigilance increased, ready to use Kamui to escape at any moment.
“Indeed, I am Madara Uchiha.”
Though panicked inside, Obito’s experience playing Madara kept his voice calm and authoritative.
“That’s good!”
Jin nodded in satisfaction, moving slightly to his intended position.
Boom!
With the appearance of a seven to eight-meter-tall blood-red figure behind him, Jin flashed a sinister smile at Obito.
“I heard Madara Uchiha valued the bonds with his comrades, and here lie the bones of his former comrades, so…”
Jin controlled Susanoo to stomp down, shattering several tombstones with the Shimura clan emblem, stopping ‘accidentally’ beside the tombstones of Rin Nohara and Obito.
“Madara Uchiha, you don’t want your comrades’ remains desecrated, do you?”
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