"Are you insane?"
Inside the Kamui space, Black Zetsu stared at Obito before him in disbelief.
"You dare to join in that chaos? Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
"I just want to find out who exactly that Ōtsutsuki Genshiki is fighting—what kind of person can fight him to such an extent."
Uchiha Obito once again put on his mask, then rubbed his own body.
That roaring energy had directly crushed his body—blasted him into nothing but "human scum."
The "phantom pain" from it still lingered; the sensation truly wasn't pleasant.
"Anyway, I have Izanagi. With this kind of power, I can afford to make a few attempts—even if it means taking a risk as dangerous as reaching into fire, it's worth it!"
"But what about the result?"
Black Zetsu let out a sigh. This guy Obito was far too reckless—didn't he understand how terrifying that battle was over there?
Yet he couldn't help but admire the might of Izanagi; even after all that, the guy was still alive.
Still, Black Zetsu was also quite curious. He wanted to know what exactly had happened over there.
"Did you see anything?"
"There wasn't time to see clearly—Ōtsutsuki Genshiki struck immediately."
At the mention of the result, even Obito himself felt frustrated.
That reaction speed was beyond fast. The moment he poked his head out and tried to use Kamui to absorb that half of his body—
The roaring attack had already come blasting over, and that half of his body vanished without a trace in that instant.
"I only saw him defeat someone—someone who was still alive even with only half a body left, and he had a horn…"
At that, Obito paused, then asked gravely and with curiosity, "Could that… be one of his own clan?"
"I don't know."
Black Zetsu swallowed hard. He said that, but in his heart he felt it probably was.
Otherwise, how could there be such terrifying power?
Still, he now felt a creeping dread—Ōtsutsuki Genshiki seemed even more terrifying than he had imagined.
He had actually defeated another Ōtsutsuki?
Or perhaps even—killed him?!
'What in the world is going on?'
Black Zetsu's mind throbbed violently, and suddenly a thought struck him.
'Could it be… that the people from the moon have come down?'
At that thought, his mind suddenly cleared. If it were Ōtsutsuki from outside, they probably wouldn't have fought.
Unless it was those from the moon—only they would drive Ōtsutsuki Genshiki to strike so ruthlessly!
Still, this would require investigation. Black Zetsu fell silent for a moment before shaking his head.
"Maybe yes, maybe no. Instead of focusing on that, we should think about ourselves."
"I am thinking about our situation."
Obito seemed unsure how to continue, yet he could not possibly give up his goal. In the end, he let out a sigh.
"Forget it. The Senju relics are already in our hands. Let's take a look at them first."
"Mm. There might be more secrets inside."
Black Zetsu replied absentmindedly, his heart equally uncertain.
But just like Obito, he too had reasons he could never abandon.
"Indeed, the Senju clan's relics recorded something different."
Black Zetsu was still thinking about whether it was the people from the moon; Obito frowned.
"You're right—the Rabbit Goddess is an Ōtsutsuki, and she is indeed the progenitor of chakra."
"Mm."
Black Zetsu nodded instinctively, but Obito sighed again.
"The seal on the Rabbit Goddess wasn't performed by the Sage of Six Paths alone; the Sage of Six Paths' younger brother also participated."
"That corresponds with the Uchiha monument."
"Huh? Strange—why would the Sage of Six Paths advise Ashura not to continue fighting Indra, to face everything with a peaceful heart?"
"Hmm?!"
"Is there some secret within the war between those two—or rather, between the Uchiha and the Senju?"
"!!!"
Black Zetsu was jolted awake in that moment—what on earth was going on?!
How could he not remember leaving those words on the monument himself?!
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked toward the tree bark.
When he saw the content on it, he stopped breathing in terror.
Because he clearly saw that, on the last line of this 'Senju relic' that he himself had created, there was actually a sentence written!
[The ninja world may hide unknown dangers and conspiracies; be sure to be careful]
Just that short sentence made Black Zetsu feel as if his blood had chilled!
What the hell was this?
When did I write such a line?
A terrifying feeling instantly arose in Black Zetsu's chest.
'Was someone detecting my existence? No—if they knew, they would have written it down! So what the hell was going on?'
Black Zetsu kept asking himself, and suddenly a thought occurred to him.
Could it be—the people from the moon?
...
'Kaguya's Yin–Yang Release condensed consciousness, and Kaguya's descendants?'
While the two of them were studying the 'Senju relics,' in a corner of Kamui space, someone like dust had completely concealed his chakra and was staring at the two of them.
That person was Ōtsutsuki Isshiki!
Isshiki was a proud existence; he did not wish to conceal himself like this.
But he had also been unnerved by the ninja world's "complex situation," forcing him to be a bit more cautious.
Especially now—he truly had only a few days left to live.
'Hmph—still descendants who inherited the Fruit's power, and they even had a collision with Ōtsutsuki Genshiki, yet you say you don't know the true state of the ninja world?'
Isshiki was full of rage now; recalling how Ōtsutsuki Genshiki had framed him, he immediately understood that bastard had set his sights on him.
He wanted to make him his 'fruit,' to be devoured!
'You madman—I will kill you.'
Isshiki took a deep breath, but his gaze also fixed on Obito.
'At least there's a decent vessel—far better than Jigen!'
With such a vessel, Isshiki believed that when he returned he would possess all his power, and he would have no need to worry about lifespan.
In some sense, this was a blessing in disguise!
'But—'
Suddenly, Isshiki frowned slightly—he was thinking about something.
'Could Ōtsutsuki Genshiki's idea also be a feasible path?'
While Black Zetsu, Obito, and Isshiki were all being driven half-crazy by Kitagawa Gen—
In the Pure Land, the two Six Paths brothers sat there in silence, as if they had encountered something inconceivable.
"Elder Brother…"
After a long while, Ōtsutsuki Hamura couldn't help but speak.
"Do you think that child's words might be…"
"Don't ask me. I don't know."
Of course, the Sage of Six Paths knew what his younger brother wanted to ask, but his own expression was equally blank.
Because he felt that child, Kitagawa Gen, was going a bit too far, wasn't he?
To accuse others so recklessly, to openly smear like that—was that right?
But when he turned it over in his mind—
'Could it be that, from the perspective of someone unaware of the truth, what he said was actually correct?'
That thought startled even him, because in certain respects, it made far too much sense!
The two once again fell into silence, not knowing what to say.
"What do you think that child is really planning?"
No one knew how much time passed before Ōtsutsuki Hamura finally asked his elder brother again.
"Why is his mind turning so quickly? And just what other bad ideas is he hiding?"
"Not necessarily bad ones."
For once, the Sage of Six Paths spoke up. Then he smiled and shook his head.
"Whatever he's thinking, I at least feel the future will be better. We 'dead men' shouldn't dwell on things anymore."
"Not dwell on things?"
Ōtsutsuki Hamura gave his elder brother a look, a playful smile appearing on his face.
"How come I remember that you still keep Indra and Ashura's power? Have you really let go of everything?"
"It's merely a necessary preparation for the future, that's all."
The Sage of Six Paths showed no embarrassment at having his secret exposed; he smiled unconcernedly as he spoke.
"In the end, I still believe in the choices of the younger generation. I have a feeling—their resentment will come to an end in this cycle."
"Is that so?"
Ōtsutsuki Hamura tilted his head slightly, then suddenly laughed.
"Even if it means you play the villain, you don't mind?"
"…"
"For example—was it you who indulged their battles, letting them temper the ninja world?"
"…"
"Was it your cold-hearted ruthlessness that forged the ninja world's current iron will?"
"…"
"Even if it means your own sons must reincarnate endlessly, even if the ninja world becomes a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood for a thousand years—you still find it acceptable?"
The Sage of Six Paths looked at his younger brother's playful smile. Even though this was far from the first time he had heard such words, his fists still tightened involuntarily.
He felt he should take back what he had said earlier—what did he mean by "not necessarily bad"?
This was downright outrageously bad!
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