What the hell is making games in the Ninja World?

Strong! Shocking! Absolute!

A crimson world unfolded, resembling the arrival of a demon. The scene was accompanied by an eerie, almost hypnotic background music.

The combination of these elements created an unprecedented experience, one that stirred the primal wildness within human nature.

At this moment, Uchiha Madara's calm demeanor ignited with an almost visible fire.

"Interesting…"

He slowly lowered his arms, which had been crossed over his chest. His aura grew stronger with every passing moment, and the tomoe in his Sharingan began to spin slowly.

"A ridiculous beast hiding its true strength? Fine, show me! Let me see if you, a mere beast, can make me dance to my heart's content!"

As he spoke, the battlefield's "rose" fully engaged in the moment, feeling an unfamiliar yet exhilarating sensation.

Though Madara had experienced countless battles and relished the art of combat, none of his previous fights had ever included something like a battle soundtrack. 

Now, with the rhythmic and evocative BGM stimulating his desire to fight, this battlefield provided an entirely new and thrilling experience.

On the other side of the field, drastic changes were taking place. The ground was torn apart by plants bursting forth, their thick roots and green stems emerging. 

Their massive size and weight caused them to collapse under their own gravity, unable to grow upward.

At the core of this transformation, a massive crimson fruit sprouted, becoming the most prominent feature. The fruit was adorned with countless tomoe symbols, representing the Uchiha clan, giving it a twisted and sinful appearance.

In the next instant, the plants transformed again. Countless Sharingan eyes "opened" along the branches, glowing ominously red. The sense of distortion in the scene intensified.

The plants blanketed the entire farm, the sky and earth dyed crimson, turning the world into what seemed like a realm tainted by an unspeakable, eldritch god's corruption.

Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes at the sight, a hint of displeasure flickering across his face. He let out a cold scoff, filled with disdain for his successor's actions.

"To think that someone would combine Hashirama's Wood Release with my Uchiha clan's Sharingan to create such an ugly monstrosity. Truly disgusting."

Indeed, in Madara's eyes, the enormous plant covered in Sharingan was nothing more than a grotesque hybrid of Wood Release and Sharingan—a twisted abomination.

A silent rage simmered in Madara's heart, filling him with intense disgust. It was akin to seeing someone create an arm using Hashirama's cells and then implanting countless Sharingan into it—a grotesque and absurdly distorted creation.

Fortunately, Uchiha Madara knew that the lights and shadows before him were merely illusions. Though he felt irritated, it wasn't enough to make him furious.

After all, in the real world, no one would perform such an abstract operation as creating a special arm using Hashirama's cells and then implanting a large number of Sharingan into it.

At that moment, the red fruit at the center of the massive plant completely opened. The surrounding roots and stems unfurled, fully revealing the crimson fruit, which was more than fifty meters in diameter.

The spherical fruit resembled a giant eye blooming in a blood-red world. Its surface was densely covered with tomoe patterns, as if countless Sharingan were weeping blood tears.

Next, the plant's roots and stems began to shift again, wrapping around the enormous fruit once more. The roots twisted and coiled as they grew, forming a massive humanoid shape.

When the transformation was complete, it had taken the form of a giant Buddha sitting cross-legged.

The face of the Buddha had a gentle and compassionate expression, its hand posed in the classic lotus gesture. The plant roots beneath it formed a massive lotus throne.

From a distance, it truly looked like a miraculous statue formed entirely from plants—majestic, solemn, and radiating an aura of spirituality.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that the entire figure was covered in countless Sharingan, densely packed like pores across the Buddha's body and its lotus throne.

This sight gave the Buddha an indescribable sense of distortion and malevolence. 

It resembled an eldritch god straight out of a Lovecraftian nightmare, as if it had been conjured by an AI rendering a twisted mythological scene. 

Just a single glance at it could make one's sanity plummet.

Even Uchiha Madara furrowed his brows deeply at the sight of this unprecedentedly sinister scene, a sense of unease and inexplicable restlessness rising within him.

Still, throughout the entire transformation, Madara remained rooted in place. He didn't take the opportunity to attack while the enemy was in its transformation stage—even though the lengthy process practically begged for an opponent to seize the moment and strike.

For the proud Madara Uchiha, interrupting an enemy's spellcasting or transformation simply wasn't an option. He believed in letting his opponents fully prepare before engaging them in battle.

Now rejuvenated in the Genjutsu game, Madara Uchiha intended to savor every moment of this experience.

Suddenly, the massive demonic Buddha seemed to open its eyes. Those crimson orbs cast their gaze upon Madara, emitting an ominous red light that enveloped the figure of the demon Buddha, amplifying its eerie aura.

A deep, solemn sound then echoed, as though proclaiming the majesty of a true Buddha.

"Having seen Tathagata, why do you not kneel?"

As the voice rang out, a devastating chant reverberated through the universe, unleashing a powerful mental assault that surged directly into Madara Uchiha's mind.

Even the indomitable Madara furrowed his brow at the impact. With a cold snort, he unleashed the power of his Sharingan and vast reserves of chakra, neutralizing the effects of the mental attack.

Facing the towering Buddha, Madara raised his hand and swiftly formed seals. His signature Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame ignited, transforming into a raging sea of fire that swept toward the vegetation ahead.

Though classified as a B-rank jutsu, in Madara's hands, its power surpassed even S-rank techniques wielded by most Kage-level shinobi.

In an instant, vast expanses of vegetation ignited, releasing the crackling sounds of burning plants mixed with the stench of scorched flesh—within the plants, not only Sharingan but actual flesh and blood were present.

In response to the attack, the massive demonic Buddha spoke with an imposing and solemn tone: "Stubborn fool."

With that, it brought its palms together in a thunderous clap. A surge of red light burst from its body, and the numerous Sharingan embedded within its form began to move in a chillingly synchronized manner, all locking onto Madara Uchiha.

The next moment, a barrage of red beams flooded the sky, surging toward Madara.

Without hesitation, Madara activated his Susanoo. He immediately entered the third form, encasing himself in the protective avatar.

However, the once-invincible Susanoo began to collapse under the relentless barrage of red beams from the Sharingan. 

In less than five seconds, the outer layer was shattered. 

The inner defenses, though significantly weaker, were rapidly nearing their breaking point.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Uchiha Madara moved at high speed without hesitation. He immediately increased the output of Susanoo, causing it to enter its fourth form. 

In this state, Susanoo grew two legs, reaching a towering height of twenty meters, and it now had four arms. Each arm wielded a glowing blue energy sword.

But that wasn't all. Knowing that just this much wouldn't be enough to withstand the attack of the Demon Buddha, Madara decisively used the Wood Release he had "borrowed" from Hashirama Senju.

He created wood clones, which then unleashed the Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence and Wood Dragon Technique. 

The wood clones coordinated with the forest and dragons, activating Susanoo themselves to launch an all-out assault on the Demon Buddha in a righteous and relentless beatdown.

Madara had already employed every technique he could muster.

After all, without regaining his Rinnegan, Madara's abilities were limited while relying solely on his Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

But...

This feeling of fighting with everything he had, paired with his youthful and vigorous body, was intoxicating. 

Madara was completely immersed in the thrill of battle, adopting the classic "battle high" stance.

In fact, after fighting for a while and using his explosive power to destroy one of the Demon Buddha's arms, Madara let out the signature Uchiha laugh. 

His excitement reached an unparalleled peak, his wild demeanor leaving no room for doubt. Anyone who saw him might think something was wrong with his head.

Meanwhile, back in the Land of Fire's Konoha Village, Uchiha Kai stared at a special notification from the system with a contemplative expression.

"What the heck? So many emotional values, and what is this special 'Golden Spirit' thing? Who's playing games now?"

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