Video Footage:
In front of a hidden house—
the Second Tsuchikage, Mu, brought along his not-so-short disciple, Ōnoki.
The one who greeted them was none other than Uchiha Madara!
He had long black hair, the Konoha forehead protector tied proudly across his brow, and his crimson three-tomoe Sharingan gleamed menacingly in his eyes.
Facing one of the strongest beings in the entire Ninja World—
a man on equal footing with Senju Hashirama—
was a nightmare on its own.
If you encountered Hashirama, you might still have a chance to run.
But if you encountered Madara... that depended entirely on his mood.
"Why?" Ōnoki demanded, glaring at the man before him, unwilling to accept the truth.
Mu remained silent. He knew well what kind of person Madara was.
This man wouldn't waste words on anyone.
"It's not the same as what was promised! Lord Hashirama, he—"
Madara cut him off coldly.
"There is no alliance. Before the power of Konoha, there is only obedience."
His voice grew darker.
"And don't mention that ninja's name in front of me."
The moment Madara heard the name Hashirama, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Only I can call him Hashirama!
He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again—
the three tomoe had already transformed into the Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Susanoo!"
A deep roar echoed as a blue, spectral warrior erupted from his body—
the ultimate Ninjutsu of the Uchiha Clan, born from their eyes.
With one violent outburst of power, Mu and Ōnoki were both thrown backward!
Ōnoki struggled to his feet, picking up a stone from the ground.
He stepped forward, clutching it tightly, glaring at Uchiha Madara.
"It seems... you still want to dance."
Madara's lips curved into a smirk.
"But your technique is still unrefined."
Under the power of Madara's Genjutsu, the stone slipped from Ōnoki's hand—
and the scene dissolved into darkness.
[Fourth Raikage: !!! Good heavens, this is what you call fighting Uchiha Madara? You were just roared at and stared down!]
[Fourth Kazekage: Can't bear to watch...]
[Mei Terumī: Old man, even though you didn't fight him, being able to stand up at all is already impressive. But Second Tsuchikage-sama...]
[Mu: Nonsense! Only this brat was reckless enough to step forward! Damn it, in our era, when we saw Hashirama and Madara, we'd just ask, "Do I still have a chance?"... and then wait for judgment!]
[Senju Hashirama: Eh...? Was I really that fierce?]
[Uchiha Madara: Hmph. At least you understand my strength now. I am Uchiha Madara.]
[Ding! The introductory video for the Fourth Shinobi World War has ended! The next live broadcast will begin in half an hour! Please prepare!]
Danzo Shimura was already issuing orders to the Root to pursue and capture Sasuke Uchiha.
In his mind, if his future self had seen Sasuke attempting to escape—
it meant the current Sasuke already knew too much...
and had the strength to threaten him.
As a master of manipulation, how could Danzo possibly allow a potential threat to live?
Meanwhile, the other three hidden villages remained hesitant.
On one hand, there was the looming Fourth Great Ninja War, and Konoha would undoubtedly be a key player.
On the other hand—
the mysterious organization wearing black cloaks with red clouds...
the Akatsuki.
Though the Akatsuki's reputation wasn't yet widespread, its activity was undeniable.
The major villages had already begun investigating them.
Currently, all three villages had their eyes on the 153 forbidden techniques held by Konoha.
As for the Fourth War...
Why was the Masked Man so confident that he could face all Five Great Nations and the Land of Iron?
The Kage all fell into silent contemplation.
Should they make a move—or not?
[Ding! Starting a new round of live broadcast! "Might Guy's God-Sealing Battle"!]
Thirty minutes was enough time to prepare for many things.
As the live broadcast room quieted, even the three Hokage began seeking shelter.
After all, this Pure Land—so similar to the real world—was still full of mysteries.
Senju Hashirama was currently wandering around, looking for his wife.
Uzumaki Mito.
Meanwhile, Minato Namikaze was also searching for his wife, Kushina.
But when the system notification appeared, everyone stopped in their tracks.
God-sealing?
What kind of battle could be called "God-Sealing" by the system itself?
[Senju Hashirama: !!! This name sounds really cool, right?]
[Senju Tobirama: I'm more curious about this 'Might Guy'. It sounds like a person's name, doesn't it?]
[Uchiha Madara: Hmph. God-sealing? What a joke.]
Uzumaki Nagato's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Other gods...?"
[Senju Tobirama: Speaking of which, who is Might Guy? Does such a person even exist?]
[Ōnoki: Never heard of him...]
[Fourth Raikage: Same here. But Ōnoki, you still have the nerve to show your face? Didn't you see how much your teacher lost face?]
[Mei Terumī: That's just rubbing salt in the wound!]
[Fourth Kazekage: If Raikage hadn't brought it up, I'd have forgotten already!]
[Senju Tsunade: There is a Guy in Konoha...]
[Kakashi Hatake: ??? Are you sure???]
[Might Guy: Eh? Me?]
[Ding! Starting to play the video "Might Guy's God-Sealing Battle"!]
Video Footage:
Inside a massive crater, surrounded by shattered stone—
a figure glowing bright green stood tall, speaking to a white-haired man before him.
He turned his head, glancing toward a distant figure with firm, unshaken eyes.
"Who is that... huh. Seems like I've seen him somewhere before!"
The figure he saw—
Uchiha Madara—now had white hair, a flowing white robe, and Six Paths tomoe markings on his chest.
A small horn protruded from the left side of his forehead, resembling a strange forehead protector.
In his hand was a black Sage Staff, six Truth-Seeking Balls floated behind him, and his eyes glowed with the Rinnegan.
Everyone in the chat room froze.
The Sage Staff, the Truth-Seeking Balls, the Rinnegan—
they all looked terrifyingly familiar!
"He's Madara!? Might Guy finally recognized him.
"Yes!" Kakashi Hatake answered weakly.
Nearby, Minato Namikaze said in a strained voice, "In Madara's current state, only Sage Art can harm him..."
But Minato himself was in miserable condition—
both of his hands gone, a Flying Thunder God Kunai clenched between his teeth.
"Sage Art? Ninjutsu?"
"Yes, only Sage Art can harm him..." Kakashi added softly, "And... physical damage caused by Taijutsu!"
Might Guy's eyes widened in excitement.
Good heavens—Taijutsu!
He leaped forward, eyes blazing.
"In other words, it's time for me—the Blue Beast—to make my entrance!"
A confident grin spread across Might Guy's face.
"Eight Gates...
Seventh Gate of Shock—Open!"
The moment he said "Open," the green steam around him exploded outward—
turning blue, as raw energy poured from every pore of his body!
The ground beneath his feet shattered into dust, stones blasting in every direction!
Uchiha Madara raised an arm to shield himself, his thoughts racing.
Blue steam? The Seventh Gate... the one before the Gate of Death?
It's not red steam... he's underestimating me.
All around, the other shinobi shielded themselves from the violent gale.
Only Minato Namikaze stood unprotected, his eyes narrowed as the pressure intensified.
The air grew heavier, the ground cracked beneath them—
and just as Madara was about to react—