Impure World Reincarnation

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"This..."

The expression on the face behind Obito's mask completely collapsed. He never imagined that the esteemed First Hokage would make such a request.

It's simply...

Too unrefined!

But he didn't dare agree!

He feared that one punch would knock him out cold.

"Actually, this isn't a multiple-choice question, but I'll still give you the chance to take a punch voluntarily."

"Otherwise..."

"When I force you out of your intangibility, it won't be just one punch."

Hashirama waved his fist in front of Obito.

Obito still had some value to exploit.

He had already absorbed two of Madara's White Zetsus, which contained the most Hashirama cells.

In addition...

The piece of flesh Madara bit off back then still had some unused Hashirama cells.

Those Hashirama cells were inside the Gedo Statue.

If retrieved now, it wouldn't be a significant amount.

At most, it would be about 5%.

But if left untouched as a deposit, in the near future, Obito might use these cells to cultivate them within the Gedo Statue.

During the Fourth Great Ninja War, Obito used the collected tailed beast power to replicate the Hashirama cells in the Gedo Statue, ultimately producing a living half-body of Hashirama and a hundred thousand White Zetsu clones.

These were just the interest!

No, consider them investments!

Hashirama didn't want to kill Obito or the members of the Akatsuki just yet.

They might still be useful in the future.

If not...

He could deal with them later.

First, he needed to complete the mission and see how many Hashirama cells he could get from this task, then plan the next steps!

"Will you really let me go after one punch?" Obito asked doubtfully. He didn't quite believe Hashirama's words, fearing that he wouldn't be able to leave after the punch.

"Hey!"

"No matter what, you're cosplaying Uchiha Madara!"

"Can't you be a bit more decisive?"

"Either take my punch!"

"Or be killed by my wooden stakes!"

"Make your choice!"

Hashirama waved his hand irritably. In his memory, Obito wasn't this hesitant. Wasn't he always decisive, like with the Moon's Eye Plan? Once he decided, he acted immediately.

"Go ahead and punch!" Obito suddenly raised his voice by several decibels, as if trying to pump himself up.

After saying this...

Obito felt as though all his strength had drained away, leaving him in a terrible state.

This world is hell!

He was deep in the heart of hell!

Hell was full of demons!

He must use Infinite Tsukuyomi to end this horrifying, merciless world!

Obito walked away from the sharp wooden spikes, feeling a pain that made him wish for death. He was unwilling to accept this reality, and his longing for Infinite Tsukuyomi grew even stronger.

At the same time, a strange thought emerged in his mind.

It seemed...

He finally understood why Uchiha Madara was so determined to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi!

Reality was too terrifying!

So, this is the kind of monster Madara had always faced!

Even in death, he wasn't left in peace in the Pure Land!

How terrifying!

Obito increasingly leaned towards this possibility, thinking that Madara might have wanted to create a world without Hashirama!

No wonder Madara bit off a piece of Hashirama's flesh even in death.

What an immense grudge!

Obito's thoughts grew more and more skewed, and his impression of Hashirama turned into that of a great demon king.

But who could blame him for overthinking?

Who would normally play around like this!

Obito walked step by step out of the range of the wooden spikes, standing on the open ground, and deactivated his intangibility.

"Go ahead and punch!"

Obito repeated these three words. Unlike his earlier almost-roaring tone, this time he sounded weak and dispirited.

Swoosh!

As soon as Obito's voice fell, Hashirama's fist flew towards Obito's chest.

The speed was astonishing.

A sharp sound pierced the air.

Under the watchful eyes of Nagato and Konan, the punch struck Obito heavily.

Bang!

A muffled sound came from Obito's chest as he was sent flying backward, blood uncontrollably spraying from his mouth, splattering on his mask and then onto his face.

His bones were definitely broken!

Obito didn't need to think about it; the last time he felt such a powerful impact was when he was crushed by a large rock at Kannabi Bridge.

Flying backward, Obito forcibly activated his Kamui with his Mangekyo Sharingan.

Immediately.

A swirling vortex of spatial distortion appeared on Obito's body, and he vanished.

"Another one down."

Hashirama silently calculated the progress of his mission.

He had already defeated Nagato, Konan, White Zetsu, Black Zetsu, and Obito.

The most troublesome ones were dealt with!

The rest would be much easier!

At this moment.

After Obito disappeared, Nagato and Konan couldn't help but exchange glances, each seeing the astonishment in the other's eyes.

"Sigh..."

Nagato sighed. Before long, the members of the Akatsuki would return.

And his true identity would be exposed!

Always appearing as Yahiko, Deva Path Pain now had to reveal his true, weakened self.

Damn it!

This legendary warrior from the Warring States period was truly the master of unmasking!

Not only did he know that he was Nagato,

But he also mercilessly exposed that the masked man wasn't Uchiha Madara!

Hashirama turned around, his gaze returning to Nagato and Konan. He casually waved his hand, retracting the wooden vines scattered on the ground.

"Don't be afraid."

"I won't hurt you."

"I'm a good person."

Hashirama casually tried to comfort Nagato and Konan.

This would have been better left unsaid.

After he spoke, Nagato and Konan's expressions became very complex, leaving them speechless.

"Eep~"

At that moment,

A faint chirping sound broke the awkward silence.

Hmm...

It only broke the awkward atmosphere on Hashirama's side; Nagato and Konan couldn't hear it.

"Master~"

"I sensed Hashirama cells on that guy just now!"

"Why didn't you absorb them with that punch?"

The little chirping creature asked in confusion, knowing that the master was on a mission, but it was clear that Hashirama could have easily absorbed some cells.

Obviously, the master deliberately didn't absorb them.

"Obito is just another Orochimaru."

Hashirama responded in his mind. To him, Obito and Orochimaru were categorized as the same kind of tool.

Investments need some initial capital!

Just like in Orochimaru's lab, there were still some Hashirama cells stored!

"Eep~ I don't get it!"

The little creature's jaw dropped in shock, staring at Hashirama with its cute, confused eyes.

How did Obito become another Orochimaru?

(End of the chapter)