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*Chapter 201: God of the Ninja*

Shiro and Uchiha Obito were surrounded by layers of soldiers, each with hostility in their eyes.

“Who dares to intrude upon the forbidden grounds?”

Uchiha Obito looked around in confusion. Just moments ago, the walls were old and crumbling, but in the blink of an eye, everything had become brand new.

Moreover, the attire of the guards was completely different from what he had experienced.

For a moment, he forgot about Shiro’s presence entirely.

At that moment, handcuffs were suddenly slapped onto Uchiha Obito’s wrists.

The flow of chakra in Uchiha Obito’s body immediately slowed down.

“You little punk!”

Uchiha Obito glared at Shiro in anger.

But without the ability to manipulate his chakra, he had no power to resist Shiro.

Shiro easily pinned him to the ground with one hand.

“What are you even thinking? How long are you going to let yourself be used like this, you fool?”

Shiro said angrily, slapping Uchiha Obito on the head as if scolding a child. Though the scene seemed oddly out of place given how the two looked.

Just then, a man stepped out from the crowd, looking at the two of them with an imposing air.

However, when the man saw Shiro’s eyes, his legs almost gave out, and he nearly fell to the ground.

“Y-you!”

The nobleman turned around to leave, but Shiro glanced at him, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Could you be... An Lushan?”

An Lushan’s body trembled, and he hurriedly sped up, not daring to linger.

Shiro smirked coldly and quickly pursued, blocking An Lushan’s path.

Seeing Shiro appear in front of him, An Lushan was so frightened he fell on his backside.

“It seems I wasn’t wrong. Why did you run when you saw me? Could it be that you know me?”

An Lushan first shook his head, but when he saw Shiro’s eyes, he quickly started nodding frantically.

“The name ‘Shiro, the White Flash’ is known to everyone in the ninja world!”

Shiro was taken aback for a moment, then stroked his chin and laughed.

An Lushan should have been teleported to this time period with Naruto Uzumaki and the others, but at the time, only Shiro and Uchiha Obito had been transported.

This meant he had successfully thwarted Obito’s plan.

For the first time, Shiro felt a sense of relief.

“Did I do anything else? Tell me now!”

Shiro eagerly questioned An Lushan.

Ever since arriving in the Naruto world, Shiro had always been the one giving spoilers to others. He never thought he’d be the one getting spoiled for once.

An Lushan hesitated, clearly dreading something.

Suddenly, An Lushan’s eyes lit up, and he pointed to where Obito had been standing moments before, shouting, “That guy ran off! Isn’t that a problem?”

Shiro froze and quickly turned his head.

By now, Uchiha Obito was gone, leaving Shiro stomping his foot in frustration.

Even though Obito’s hands were cuffed and he couldn’t use ninjutsu, he was still cunning and devious. As long as he was out there, Shiro couldn’t feel at ease.

“I need to find him. I’ll deal with you later!”

Watching Shiro leave, An Lushan wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

The guards around him had never seen their lord so flustered before. Even in front of the furious queen, he could stand tall without fear. Yet this twelve or thirteen-year-old boy had him acting like a mouse before a cat.

“Lord, who was that boy?”

“Silence! How dare you speak ill of the God of Ninja? From now on, no matter who it is, show utmost respect if you encounter him. If you anger him, no one will have a good day!”

Seeing An Lushan’s fury, the guard gulped nervously.

Shiro activated his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, constantly searching for Uchiha Obito, but it was as if Obito had vanished. No matter how hard Shiro searched, he couldn’t find him.

Shiro wasn’t worried about Obito trying to steal the dragon vein.

He was more concerned that Obito might return to the ninja world and alter history, affecting the upcoming events.

“Damn it! If you’re going to travel through time, at least don’t make it so troublesome for me!”

As Shiro was searching for Obito, a convoy slowly passed by in front of him.

The convoy was grand and completely blocked the street, leaving no way through.

But Shiro didn’t care.

Ordinary people couldn’t pass? Then he’d just jump over it. Worst case, he could fly over using the Blade of the Wind God.

As Shiro prepared to leap, dangerous auras came from several directions.

Looking up, he saw three arrows flying toward him in a triangular formation.

Startled, Shiro quickly dodged, but in doing so, he landed hard on the ground.

Suddenly, countless guards rushed toward him, surrounding him on all sides.

Seeing the spears pointed at him, Shiro gulped.

“Hey, come on, guys! There’s no need for this! I’m just passing through!”

“Passing through? You’re clearly plotting against the queen! Fortunately, the Royal Advisor foresaw this and warned us about your assassination attempt!”

Shiro was filled with confusion.

How had he suddenly become a suspect in an assassination plot against the queen?

That Royal Advisor must be An Lushan.

But didn’t An Lushan seem respectful and fearful earlier? How had he turned around and sent people to arrest him?

“I’m innocent! I haven’t done anything!”

“Not yet! But if we waited for you to act, it’d be too late! The Royal Advisor foretold that people would come running with their arms behind them to assassinate the queen! I thought it was strange that anyone would run like that, but seeing you, now I know it’s true!”

Shiro twitched.

He used to think the ninja running style was odd too, but after running that way for a while, he realized its benefits.

Most people need to swing their arms to keep balance while running, which consumes more energy.

But ninjas run with their arms behind them, conserving a lot of energy.

Most importantly, keeping the arms behind the back hides their attacks, allowing them to strike a fatal blow in battle!

Before Shiro realized it, his hands were already cuffed.

But the handcuffs were ordinary, with no ability to restrict chakra.

Though Shiro could break free at any moment, he didn’t want to make an enemy of an entire nation upon first arriving in the Land of Roran.

Besides, he could always ask An Lushan why he’d ordered his capture.

(End of Chapter)

Chapter 202: The Pinnacle of the World

An Lushan lay on a reclining chair, his eyes closed as he slowly recalled the past.

The war back then was still vivid in his memory.

The power of the God of Ninjas was said to far surpass this world, and the title of the God of Ninjas was well-deserved.

“I never thought I’d see the God of Ninjas here, though he doesn’t seem to have reached his peak yet. If I can latch onto him now, who would dare to oppose me in the future!”

An Lushan thought this and began laughing foolishly.

At that moment, the door swung open, and a guard rushed in, looking excited.

The sudden movement startled An Lushan, causing him to roll off the recliner and onto the ground.

“Master National Teacher, why are you on the floor?”

An Lushan's eye twitched, and he almost slapped the guard in the face. However, in order to maintain his dignity as the National Teacher, he took several deep breaths and suppressed his anger.

“What’s the rush? Didn’t I tell you before to knock before entering?”

The guard awkwardly scratched his head.

“Apologies, Master National Teacher, but I was too happy. You mentioned before that someone would attempt to assassinate the Queen, and we’ve captured the assassin!”

An Lushan was momentarily stunned but quickly realized.

Indeed, he had given that order after stepping into the altar with the others from Konoha.

When he had awoken, though, the Konoha ninjas were nowhere to be seen.

For safety, he had issued the order.

He had almost forgotten about it, but to think they actually caught someone.

“Is that so? Take me to see him. I’ll interrogate him personally!”

“We’ve already prepared everything for you, Master, and to ensure the assassin behaves, we’ve already started torturing him,” the guard said proudly, looking at An Lushan expectantly as if awaiting praise.

An Lushan’s lips curled slightly.

Those Konoha ninjas had nearly killed him back then. Now that they were being tortured, he couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased.

“You’re smart. Take me there now!”

With the guard leading the way, An Lushan soon arrived at the dungeon.

But the usually noisy dungeon was eerily quiet, like a deserted ghost town.

As he approached, he saw several guards lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

“Master National Teacher, run! The assassin is incredibly powerful. He took all of us down.”

An Lushan snorted, feeling a strange sense of security as he glanced at the dozen guards behind him.

“He’s still acting tough in the dungeon? I’ll show him who’s in charge today!”

Just as An Lushan finished speaking, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows.

Instantly, An Lushan’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

“Weren’t you going to show me how powerful you are? Go on, I’m waiting,” the figure said.

At that moment, An Lushan wished he could just die.

He finally remembered—those who could run with a ninja’s speed weren’t just Konoha ninjas. There was also that godlike ninja.

Even though Shiro hadn’t reached his peak yet, An Lushan knew he was no match for him.

“Lord Shiro, I was wrong. Please, spare me!”

Seeing An Lushan kneel, the guards grew furious and glared at Shiro.

“Boy, I don’t care who you are. Even a dragon must bow down in our dungeon!”

An Lushan, who had just started to recover his composure, felt as if he’d been struck by lightning. He was completely paralyzed.

While it’s true that a powerful dragon can’t suppress a local snake, Shiro wasn’t just a powerful dragon. He was a god! Someone who should never be offended!

“You idiot! Who do you think you’re talking to? All of you, kneel and apologize!”

The guards exchanged uneasy glances but, seeing An Lushan’s order, reluctantly complied.

In no time, over a dozen guards were kneeling.

Shiro felt a surge of satisfaction—winning without fighting was a great feeling.

Just his name alone had scared An Lushan into submission. Shiro found himself increasingly intrigued by his future self.

With a smile, Shiro approached An Lushan.

However, to An Lushan, that smile looked like the grin of death.

“Lord Shiro, I was wrong! Please spare my life!” An Lushan begged.

Shiro grew more pleased with himself, though he maintained a calm, serene expression.

No matter what happens in the future, putting on the air of a detached master now couldn’t hurt.

“Get up. I just want to ask you one thing: what exactly have I done?”

An Lushan was about to speak but suddenly hesitated and quickly shut his mouth.

“Lord Shiro, knowing the future too early may not be good for you. It’s better to keep going the way you are. That way, you’ll become someone revered by everyone!”

“Revered by everyone?”

Though Shiro was still just a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy, being worshiped by all struck a chord with him.

Suddenly, An Lushan didn’t seem so bad.

“Stand up. Why are you still kneeling? I’m not going to eat you.”

An Lushan shakily stood up, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

“Thank you, my lord!”

“By the way, let me ask you something. Did I ever get married? Who’s my wife?”

An Lushan froze.

Shiro, known as the God of Ninjas, was adored by countless women. But at that time, Shiro hadn’t reached adulthood and hadn’t truly married anyone.

“Reporting to my lord, you did not get married.”

“Not married?”

Shiro’s face fell, feeling an overwhelming sense of disappointment.

No matter how many people revered him, he was still single—a lonely dog, forced to watch others live happily while he remained alone. It was depressing.

“Remember the person who came here with me? Search the whole city and find him!”

With that, Shiro walked off alone.

Reaching the pinnacle of the world but still single—it was a harsh blow for Shiro, and he needed some time alone to process it.

Watching Shiro leave, An Lushan wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

Although Shiro wasn’t married, if he wanted to be, there would be countless female ninjas lining up to marry him, even the Kages from certain nations.

But seeing Shiro so disappointed, An Lushan didn’t dare say anything, fearing Shiro would take his frustration out on him.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the ancient kingdom of Roran, a few rays of light appeared.

As the light faded, a confused young man with blonde hair, about sixteen or seventeen years old, emerged.

“Naruto, where are we?”

“Hinata, wait here. I’ll go check out the situation!”

(End of Chapter)

Chapter 203: Capturing Uzumaki Naruto

Shiro was lying comfortably on An Lushan's bed, while An Lushan stood respectfully to the side. Though An Lushan appeared calm on the surface, his mind was in turmoil.

At that moment, the door slowly opened, and several sweet-looking women walked in. Upon closer inspection, their appearances bore a striking resemblance to Hyuga Hinata.

An Lushan's face lit up, and he quickly moved to Shiro's side, smirking mischievously.

"Lord Shiro, just lying here seems rather dull. I specially summoned a few ladies to perform for you. What do you think?"

Shiro’s eyes lit up.

Although the ancient kingdom of Roran had secluded itself, it was still part of the ninja world. Shiro had tasted much of the food the ninja world had to offer, but he had yet to experience its entertainment. Now that An Lushan had provided the opportunity, Shiro was a bit tempted.

Sitting up, Shiro turned to look at the women. However, when he saw their faces, he couldn't help but be startled. The woman standing in the middle looked exactly like Hyuga Hinata, almost as if they had been carved from the same mold. Except for not wearing colored contact lenses, she looked identical.

Shiro awkwardly cleared his throat and gave An Lushan a thoughtful glance.

“Did you choose them deliberately?”

An Lushan shook his head quickly.

“No, no, it was random! If you don’t like them, I can replace them!”

“No need, this will do.”

An Lushan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly gestured for the women to start dancing.

Just as they were about to begin, the door was suddenly flung open, and a guard hurried in.

"Master, we’ve captured those ninjas you were looking for. Where should we take them?"

An Lushan's face lit up, and he eagerly moved to Shiro’s side.

“Lord Shiro, would you like to personally interrogate them?”

Shiro grinned wickedly. Uchiha Obito had nearly killed him several times, and now that he finally had Obito cornered, there was no way he’d let him go easily. As for Obito resisting, Shiro wasn’t worried. Obito’s chakra was difficult to control now, and he could only rely on his taijutsu. Shiro wasn’t afraid of Obito’s taijutsu in the slightest.

“Bring him here!”

About ten minutes later, as Shiro was enjoying the performance, a commotion broke out, followed by hurried footsteps. Several guards entered, dragging in three ninjas, two men and one woman. Shiro frowned because the three had sacks over their heads, so he couldn’t see their faces. However, their clothing looked familiar.

While Shiro was just curious, An Lushan was shocked. These were the same three who had once cornered him, nearly leading to his death. Their clothes and even their wounds were exactly the same.

If Shiro weren’t here, An Lushan would have had no hesitation about having the three executed. But with the "God of Ninja" present, it wasn’t his place to decide.

“Master, it seems my men made a mistake. These aren’t the ones you were after! I’ll have them taken away immediately!”

Cold sweat formed on An Lushan’s forehead. If his memory served, these three had some connection to Shiro. If they recognized each other, he’d be in serious trouble. Before Shiro could respond, An Lushan quickly gestured to have the three taken away.

“Wait! Why are you in such a hurry? Are you hiding something?”

Shiro’s sharp words stopped An Lushan in his tracks, and the sweat on his forehead began to pour even faster.

“N-no! They’re just ordinary low-ranking ninjas, not worth dirtying your eyes with,” An Lushan stammered, glaring at the guards. “Hurry up and take them away!”

The guards, understanding the situation, kicked one of the ninjas wearing an orange jumpsuit. Suddenly, the ninja broke free from his shackles and charged at An Lushan.

“An Lushan, so you are here!”

Caught off guard, An Lushan, who had been living in comfort for years, stood frozen, unable to react as a kick flew toward him. Just before the kick landed, Shiro’s hand shot out and caught the ninja’s ankle.

At that moment, smoke erupted from the other two captives, and they transformed into exact copies of the orange-clad ninja, all charging toward An Lushan.

Shiro’s expression twitched.

There was no mistaking it—this was Uzumaki Naruto!

However, this Naruto seemed older than the one Shiro had previously encountered. His speed, reactions, and strength had all increased several times over. Based on his abilities, he was definitely at the level of an elite jōnin.

When Naruto saw Shiro’s face, he froze in disbelief, even stopping his attack.

“How is this possible? You’re here?”

Shiro chuckled bitterly and pushed Naruto away.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

Naruto trembled and then showed a look of realization.

“I get it! You entered Roran to chase Uchiha Obito! So Obito must be here, too!”

Shiro shook his head with a wry smile. He hadn’t realized he had become a legend, and a strange sense of pride welled up within him.

“Naruto, after I came to Roran, what exactly happened? Tell me everything.”

Naruto nodded, about to explain, when suddenly An Lushan rushed over.

“Stop! Lord Shiro is only thirteen right now. If you reveal what happened, it could change the world.”

Naruto froze, quickly covering his mouth.

Too many people had died in that battle. If Shiro hadn’t appeared like a god and defeated that monster, restoring peace to the world, the ninja world might no longer exist.

The ninja world would have been destroyed.

Naruto obediently closed his mouth.

Then he spotted the dancing women and walked toward them in a daze.

“Hinata, what are you doing here?”

The dancer, who had no idea what was going on, panicked and backed away.

“I’m not Hinata! Get away from me!”

Naruto was kicked in the head, and his thoughts suddenly cleared. Embarrassed, he looked back at Shiro.

“Shiro, you must really like Hinata! I’m going to tell her right away. She’ll be so happy!”

Without waiting for a response, Naruto dashed out of the room.

“Shiro, wait here! I’m going to get Hinata!”

(End of Chapter)

Chapter 204: Conflict

Shiro sat calmly in the chair, his composure unshaken.

Thinking about Hinata Hyuga nearby, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. His heart was filled with anticipation, hoping Naruto Uzumaki would return soon.

Suddenly, the sunlight before him dimmed, and a masked man appeared behind Shiro without warning.

In the next moment, countless electric sparks erupted behind Shiro.

“To others, you may be a genius, a savior! But to me, you are nothing!”

With that, Kakashi Hatake thrust his Lightning Blade toward Shiro.

Shiro’s pupils contracted sharply.

Kakashi’s eyes were now filled with murderous intent. His speed and strength had reached their peak, far exceeding what they had been before, breaking through his previous limits!

Shiro, unfazed, lifted his hand and casually grabbed Kakashi’s wrist.

“Kakashi Hatake, are you trying to kill me?”

Kakashi said nothing, but blood suddenly began to flow from his eyes.

Shiro’s heart skipped a beat, and instinctively, he dodged to the side.

The space where he had just stood began to warp, sucking in everything around it. Had he been a second slower, he would’ve been torn apart.

Seeing that Kakashi was going for the kill, Shiro had no intention of playing the good guy any longer. He quickly drew his kunai and charged at Kakashi.

Kakashi's pupils contracted as he tried to evade, but Shiro's kunai had already cut off all his escape routes—there was no chance of retreat!

With a cold snort, Kakashi spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Shiro.

“So, you really are a god among shinobi, wielding such powerful techniques. But now, it's time for me to get serious!”

As Kakashi spoke, a powerful surge of chakra filled the entire room, and in an instant, a giant figure appeared before everyone.

“This time, I will make sure you die!”

Initially, Shiro had tried to reason with Kakashi, but Kakashi had attacked him on sight, igniting Shiro’s true fury.

“You think you’re the only one with Susanoo?” Shiro retorted as an enormous wave of chakra erupted from him, and a towering black warrior appeared before them all.

“The legendary black Susanoo! I never thought I'd live to see this technique!” An Lushan exclaimed excitedly, staring at the Susanoo in awe.

Kakashi’s eyes were filled with apprehension as well.

“No matter what, Shiro, I will kill you today!” Kakashi shouted, and his Susanoo charged at Shiro recklessly.

Shiro sneered, his Susanoo effortlessly wielding the Blade of the Wind God, slicing through the air. Kakashi’s Susanoo began to falter under the attack, its chakra becoming unstable.

At that moment, a few guards approached, dragging a man with them.

“Sir, we’ve captured a target,” one guard reported.

Shiro instinctively glanced over and saw a man being held between two guards.

“Uchiha Obito? Keep running, after I kill Kakashi, I’ll deal with you!” Shiro taunted.

At Shiro’s words, both Kakashi and Obito trembled, raising their heads to look at each other.

Suddenly, Obito, who had been slumped on the ground, sprang to life and charged at Kakashi like a madman.

Kakashi, meanwhile, looked confusedly at Obito.

Before Kakashi could react, he felt a chill in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw a kunai embedded in his stomach.

“Hahaha! I did it! Rin, I finally avenged you!” Obito shouted, his face twisted with satisfaction.

Kakashi fell to the ground, clutching his wound, but there wasn’t a trace of hatred on his face. Instead, he calmly looked at Obito.

“Obito, we meet again.”

As their eyes locked, a shiver ran down Obito’s spine, especially when he saw that both of Kakashi’s eyes were Mangekyō Sharingan, identical to his own.

“What... What’s going on?” Obito stammered.

“What’s going on? Isn’t this what you wanted? You wanted revenge for Rin, didn’t you? You should be happy!” Shiro sneered, dismissing his Susanoo.

By now, Kakashi was gravely injured, and Obito’s hands were bound. No one was a match for Shiro anymore, so there was no need to stay on high alert.

“Kakashi tried to kill me over and over again. Why should I save him?” Shiro said coldly, casting a dismissive glance at Kakashi. Though he knew that the misunderstanding between them was partially his fault, Kakashi had been relentless in pursuing him. If Kakashi died, it would only benefit Shiro.

At that moment, Obito fell to his knees.

“Please! I’m begging you!”

(End of the Chapter)

*Chapter 205: Uchiha Madara*

"Obito, you've disappointed me greatly, but I never expected much from you anyway!"

At that moment, a cold voice echoed, and a withered figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"Uchiha Madara!"

Shiro trembled all over.

But upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Black Zetsu.

However, the aura emanating from Black Zetsu was definitely not his own.

"That's right, I am Madara, temporarily residing in Black Zetsu's body! Since I've returned to this era, I will set new goals and eliminate all those who pose a threat!"

Shiro's mind raced.

It was just after the Third Great Ninja War, the most vulnerable time for the ninja world.

If Madara were allowed to roam free and learn what was about to happen, it would undoubtedly cause a series of problems!

And these problems might be beyond Shiro's ability to handle.

Shiro rushed toward Black Zetsu, but Black Zetsu slowly sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn! He got away!"

"Not necessarily. Although Black Zetsu can move underground, his speed is extremely slow. If you activate your Byakugan, you can definitely find him!"

Shiro shuddered, having been so tense that he had forgotten the power of his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.

Luckily, Uchiha Obito reminded him.

Shiro was quite surprised that Obito would help him like that.

"Don’t look at me like that. I've been tricked by him for too long as well, and I want to capture him! Your mission now is to catch that guy!"

Shiro nodded slightly, then quickly activated his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.

The vibrant colors of the world instantly turned into a greenish hue. Not far beneath the ground, a figure was slowly moving.

Shiro sneered, forming a light blue orb in his hand, which soon turned dark green.

"Get out of there!"

He slammed the Rasengan into the ground. With a cry of pain, a pitch-black figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Damn it! I forgot you had the Byakugan! So you want to fight? I, Uchiha Madara, have never been afraid!"

Black Zetsu sneered, clapping his hands forcefully.

Everyone immediately became alert, ready to fight at any moment.

But then, Black Zetsu suddenly turned and fled at high speed.

Everyone was stunned. They hadn't expected that he would retreat without a fight.

Shiro quickly realized what was going on.

Earlier, Kakashi had mentioned that the Dragon Vein had been absorbed, half by him and half by Madara. Now, with Madara running off, it was clear he was heading toward the Dragon Vein.

"Damn it! This is bad, chase him!"

Shiro sprinted at full speed.

Although he didn’t know the full extent of the Dragon Vein’s power, the sense of danger was stronger than ever.

He had a feeling that if Madara gained control of the Dragon Vein, there would be no hope for victory.

When Shiro arrived near the altar, Black Zetsu was already standing on top of it, a smug smile on his face.

"Too slow!"

Black Zetsu placed his hands on the altar, and a bright white light began to glow.

Shiro snorted, pulling out a kunai he had prepared earlier and hurling it forcefully.

Flying Thunder God Technique!

At the last second before the light flashed, Shiro appeared at the edge of the altar, grabbing hold of Black Zetsu.

"Absorb!"

Suddenly, Shiro felt a massive surge of life energy flowing into his body, and within that energy, there seemed to be a strange power.

This power caused every pore in his body to open, and he could clearly sense the chakra from the ground.

It was as if his body had merged with the earth itself.

As the white light slowly faded and the surroundings returned to their previous dilapidated state,

Black Zetsu let out a roar and kicked Shiro aside.

The strange connection that Shiro had felt moments earlier was severed, but the immense power remained within his body.

Turning his head, he saw a head emerging from Black Zetsu's body, appearing to be a man in his twenties, with an expression of wild joy on his face!

"I, Uchiha Madara, am back!"

Madara slowly turned his head to look at Shiro.

"You little brat, give me back the other half of my power!"

With that, Madara lunged toward Shiro.

Suddenly, Shiro felt his entire body being locked in place, with no room to dodge. A suffocating aura of death enveloped him, even preventing him from calling upon his chakra.

Just as Shiro was on the verge of despair, a mass of black flames appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, Madara immediately retreated, his eyes filled with caution.

"Amaterasu, the strongest fire release! Uchiha Itachi, are you going to stand against me too?"

Uchiha Itachi gazed solemnly at Madara, even his usual calm demeanor faltering as sweat trickled down his forehead.

"My goal is world peace. If anyone tries to destroy that peace, no matter who they are, I will not back down!"

"Fine! Then die!"

The two of them quickly began forming hand signs, their chakras clashing fiercely.

Ding! Mission choice triggered!

1. Help Uchiha Madara fight Uchiha Itachi! Reward: Advanced Sage Body!

2. Help Uchiha Itachi fight Uchiha Madara! Reward: 3 synthesis attempts!

Shiro chuckled bitterly. What he desired most was the Advanced Sage Body.

Achieving the Advanced Sage Body would bring significant boosts, but more importantly, it would allow him to instantly activate Sage Mode.

However, helping Madara fight Itachi was something Shiro could never bring himself to do, no matter how heartless he was.

"I choose option two!"

Without hesitation, Shiro selected the second option. Although it wasn’t as straightforward as the Advanced Sage Body, with some luck, the reward might be even greater.

Seeing that the battle between Madara and Itachi was intense, Shiro wanted to jump in and help. But before doing so, he decided to synthesize some jutsus first.

He had already planned out his combination of jutsus, and now that he had the synthesis attempts, it was finally time!

"Jutsu synthesis: Amaterasu, Chidori Senbon!"

Ding! Identifying jutsu for synthesis!

Ding! Identification successful!

Ding! Jutsus detected: Amaterasu (Dojutsu), Chidori Senbon (Lightning Release). Proceed with synthesis? (Synthesis success rate: 17%, failure rate: 82%, mutation rate: 1%) Remaining synthesis attempts: 3!

Shiro smiled wryly; he hadn’t expected the success rate to be so low.

However, this was a jutsu Shiro was determined to obtain.

Once Amaterasu made contact, escape was nearly impossible. But its low accuracy had always been its flaw. Despite its power, it rarely succeeded in killing anyone.

If Amaterasu could have the speed and precision of Chidori Senbon, it would dramatically improve its hit rate, making it inescapable and lethal!

"Synthesize!"

(End of chapter)