NOVEL WEB Chapter 36: Chapter 36: The Divine Sea Body
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Kamihane Bridge, Underground Base.
Uchiha Hikari sat cross-legged on the bed within the secret chamber, her eyes tightly shut, attempting to divert her attention by refining chakra. However, after several unsuccessful attempts to fully concentrate, she simply opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and a heavy sound emanated from the stone door.
Hikari's body quivered faintly, and her beautiful eyes immediately regained their vitality. She swiftly leaped off the bed and, like a kitten, darted to the base entrance in just a few steps.
"Lord Madara... Lord Madara!"
Uchiha Madara stood by the entrance of the base, leaning against the wall, his long hair disheveled and limp, covering his face. His complexion was as pale as paper, and his black robes were tattered and torn, making him appear utterly disheveled.
However, what concerned Hikari the most was...
"Lord Madara, your eye... what happened to it?" She squinted and leaned closer, finally getting a clear view of Madara's face. One of his eyes had completely turned white.
It was a vacant, pure white, not the grayish-white pupils of the Hyuga clan. Madara's eye seemed as though the pupil and the sclera had merged into one, giving off an eerie and sinister aura.
"Some unforeseen circumstances have arisen, but... fortunately, the plan succeeded," Madara said weakly, slightly adjusting his breathing. "This is a price I can still bear."
He pulled something out from his chest and carefully unfolded his palm. Hikari saw it clearly—it was a small piece of flesh, imbued with an extremely dense Yang Release Chakra, appearing bloody.
Looking at the piece of flesh in his hand, Madara twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a tragic yet victorious smile. "The peace of this world will ultimately be forged by me!"
Just like in the original timeline, he did not truly die. Before engaging in battle with Hashirama, he had secretly kept a trump card.
He had preset "Izanagi" within his Sharingan.
This is one of the ultimate ocular techniques of the Uchiha clan, capable of transforming events that are unfavorable to oneself within a certain period into genjutsu, and only selecting those that are beneficial to oneself to turn into reality.
This is the true "technique of rewriting destiny," even the reality of death can be altered, making it a terrifying ocular technique that renders oneself invincible.
The cost is... after activation, one of the user's Sharingan will inevitably go blind.
Madara utilized "Izanagi" to feign death, sacrificing the loss of one eye to survive. When he slowly regained consciousness, he found himself in a secret chamber of Konoha. The people of Konoha indeed did not obediently bury him.
He sat up and spat out a piece of meat from his mouth, which he had bitten off when Hashirama was off guard. This was also the ultimate goal of his journey.
He gasped for breath, gradually calming down, while a surge of resentment welled up in his heart.
"To think I was still defeated by Hashirama..."
He quickly regained his composure, escaped from the secret chamber of Konohagakure, and swiftly returned to the base following the prearranged retreat route.
"Lord Madara, where is Kamihane?"
Uchiha Hikari deftly bypassed Madara, looking behind him. Seeing no one, she leaned against the stone door, peeking out like a meerkat, her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits, glistening brightly.
"He didn't return with me," Madara glanced at her, walking step by step into the base. "Don't worry, that guy won't be easily taken down."
"Ah, alright," Hikari's heart seemed to skip a beat as she quickly closed the stone door. "If Lord Madara says he's fine, then he must be fine."
Facing Hikari's concern, Madara remained composed, confident in Kamihane's abilities.
From Madara's perspective, Kamihane's ocular jutsu also possessed space-time capabilities, enough to rival Tobirama's Flying Thunder God Technique. As long as he didn't act recklessly, escaping wouldn't be difficult.
Moreover, after leaving Konohagakure, he specifically checked the presence of the Nine-Tails, sensing that the summoning contract had not been dissolved, indicating that Kamihane had completed the mission.
Madara turned his head, looking at Hikari with his single eye, "Prepare yourself, we will soon begin the transplantation of Hashirama's cells."
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The Land of Iron.
The azure sea churned with tumultuous waves, beneath which schools of fish darted about, and a kaleidoscope of seaweed vied to bloom. Faint spots of light projected downward, drifting along with the undulating waves.
Suddenly, a fleeting shadow darted past, instantly rending the surface of the sea.
It was nearly impossible to discern what it was—it resembled a high-speed torpedo, with countless bubbles converging into a straight trajectory, cleaving through the fish and seaweed like a blade, before gradually dissipating.
After several breaths, a massive sound wave thundered forth, shattering all the coral like bombs.
Kamihane was freely traversing the sea, at this moment, he did not suppress his power in the slightest, merely utilizing his newly acquired abilities, completely immersed in the thrill of high-speed navigation.
After the secondary optimization by "Makorad," his current swimming method had transcended the mundane, and water manipulation had become an instinct.
When moving, he would subconsciously control the density of water molecules around his body, placing himself within a thin molecular bubble, using compressed water currents to propel himself forward in the ocean, compressing the water behind him and "softening" the water in front of him. The role of his muscles was limited to adjusting his course, and he would never tire from high-speed movement.
It is no exaggeration to say that his current swimming speed far surpasses that of all marine creatures. Kamihane roughly estimated that his fastest speed now is nearly 60 times the speed of sound.
"Being the King of the Sea... isn't too bad either." Such a thought emerged in his mind.
With his arms spread wide, his entire body shifted horizontally like a ghost, and in a flash, he turned into a backstroke, the dark reefs swiftly passing by almost brushing the tip of his nose.
"Hahahaha! I am no longer human!" Kamihane exclaimed excitedly, waving his arms and legs, only to accidentally swallow a mouthful of seawater, "Gurgle gurgle," causing countless bubbles to choke out.
Under the high-speed swimming, he approached the land in almost less than 5 minutes.
However, for some reason, someone aimlessly wandered around in the vast ocean for several more hours...
Hiding in the ocean trench to sleep...
Exchanging breaths with dolphins...
Dancing on the back of a blue whale...
Throwing orcas into the sky...
Pushing sea turtles to race wildly...
After playing for a long time, he finally swam towards the land with lingering satisfaction.
"Thud!"
He shot out of the water like a cannonball, executing a free 720-degree twist in mid-air, followed by a double backflip, and landed on the ground with an impeccably standard and perfect posture, knees slightly bent, arms held straight, eyes gently closed, and a face adorned with an exceedingly arrogant smile.
"Judges, please score!" he shouted passionately, still immersed in his own world, like a madman.
Clang! On the shore, an old man who was gathering seafood dropped his iron shovel at his feet, his face turning awkward as he quickly bent down to pick it up.
Kamihane opened his eyes, his old face turning red.
He truly hadn't expected that, at this early hour of dawn, someone would be up so early to gather seafood.
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