Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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At the Chūnin Exam arena, on the left viewing platform.

"It seems you have regained your former strength."

Kyōsuke's gaze was fixed on the six lifeless corpses below. The pressure in his heart intensified in an instant.

He had already overestimated his enemy to the greatest extent possible, yet he never imagined that even the Sage of Six Paths himself would meet his end at Isshiki's hands.

To claim victory?

One word—impossible.

With a sharp clap, Kyōsuke pressed his hands together. A tremendous surge of natural energy rushed toward him, and in the blink of an eye, he entered Sage Mode.

However, at the level of the Six Paths, Sage Mode had long since lost the dominance it once possessed.

At most, it slightly enhanced his chakra, but it was far from enough to bridge the gap into the realm of the Six Paths.

Simply put, there remained an insurmountable chasm between him and his enemy.

"If ninjutsu has lost its effectiveness, then Dust Release, Ice Release, Lava Release, and other kekkei genkai are useless as well."

"Fortunately, I have mastered the Steel Release and Swift Release. The former strengthens my body's defense, while the latter ensures I can keep up with my opponent's speed."

As he saw that most of the non-combatants had been evacuated, Kyōsuke's gaze darkened. With a burst of Swift Release, he swung his Sage Staff fiercely at his opponent's waist.

To an outsider, his speed seemed almost indistinguishable from teleportation. However, against Isshiki, it failed to cause even the slightest confusion.

A long black rod materialized in Isshiki's hand, and with effortless ease, he blocked the Sage Staff before him.

Kyōsuke reacted instantly. With a mere thought, his remaining Truth-Seeking Orbs transformed into sharp blades, slashing toward his enemy at point-blank range.

Sukunahikona!

What seemed like a flawless, seamless attack was riddled with openings as vast as the ocean in the face of Isshiki's ability to shrink his entire body instantaneously.

"Damn it."

Realizing his imminent danger, Kyōsuke activated the power of Susanoo without hesitation. A dark golden armor of a Karasu Tengu enveloped him completely.

With his Sharingan rendered ineffective, he could only rely on the vague sensory perception granted by Sage Mode to predict the direction of Isshiki's assault.

"As expected, he's coming from the front."

Raising the Yata Mirror in defense, Kyōsuke could only pray that its durability was strong enough to withstand the incoming attack.

As for the Flying Thunder God Technique, it was completely useless in a battle of this magnitude.

Let alone against the monstrous power of Ōtsutsuki Isshiki—Kyōsuke himself, even after teleporting, would be stuck in momentary rigidity for a fraction of a second, which was more than enough for Isshiki to move around him several times over.

*BOOOOMMM!*

A devastating kick landed precisely on the shield, sending a visible shockwave exploding outward.

The Yata Mirror, a supreme defensive treasure, lived up to its name. Its incredible hardness did not disappoint Kyōsuke. The problem was—he himself couldn't withstand the sheer, planetary-level force of impact.

Amid the collective gasps of the audience, Kyōsuke was sent hurtling backward.

His body crashed through countless buildings, carving a path straight across Konohagakure until he finally slammed into the thick outer wall of the village.

"Lord Kyōsuke!"

Uchiha Kochou arrived in haste, her Mangekyō Sharingan flaring to life. A colossal pink Susanoo formed around her, and with a massive naginata in hand, she cleaved down at the enemy with overwhelming power.

"Die, you bastard!"

"Ah, it's you."

Isshiki immediately recognized the woman.

That day, in Hyūga Yayoi's laboratory, she had been conducting some sort of experiment.

Shaking his head slightly, Isshiki shrank his body again, effortlessly evading the clumsy swing of the naginata.

"Woman, you are no match for me."

"Submit to me, and you shall attain eternal life."

Uchiha Kochou's awakened rule-defying dōjutsu had left a deep impression on Isshiki.

If she reached the level of the Divine Flame, her abilities would surely evolve.

Perhaps—she might even become a powerhouse comparable to the "Twelve Apostles."

Tearing through her Susanoo with ease, Isshiki halted his attack. His expression was cold and unreadable as he looked at her, waiting for her response.

As a member of the "Avalon" faction, his doctrine was absolute—kill all who stood before him and consume every form of life on a planet with the Divine Tree.

He would never act like Kaguya, who foolishly sought to rule the Shinobi World.

Had she acted sooner, absorbed Earth's vitality completely, she would never have been sealed for thousands of years.

The "Saint Sanctuary" had been a pathetic joke. It was only fitting that their organization teetered on the brink of destruction. Otherwise, how could a so-called princess of their order be reduced to serving him as a mere vassal?

(P.S: Rest assured, there are no Chinese elements in this story.)

"Submit?"

Uchiha Kochou raised an eyebrow, her gaze flickering as reason and desire clashed violently in her mind.

Seeing her hesitation, Isshiki took the opportunity to whisper, his voice filled with temptation—

"The universe is far grander than you can possibly imagine."

"Follow me, and you will gain eternal life, supreme power, and the privilege to witness the fall of galaxies and the rise of civilizations."

"Billions of beings will tremble beneath your feet, and the stars will become your eternal battlefield."

"Come, take just one step forward, and you shall ascend as the greatest existence in the cosmos."

The greatest eternal being...

Kochou's eyes lost focus for a moment. Slowly, almost mechanically, she lifted her hand.

In the end, reason had lost to the desires hidden within her heart.

"Excellent. You have made the right choice."

A smile spread across Isshiki's face. Gaining such a powerful subordinate delighted him.

Without hesitation, he reached out to grasp the hand she offered.

And in that moment—he caught a glimpse of something gleaming in her eyes.

She's tricking me.

Isshiki's expression darkened instantly. He released her hand at once, summoning the Daikokuten: Falling Star, and conjured a black rod that pierced straight through her chest.

His instincts screamed that she had some ulterior motive. Yet no matter how carefully he probed, he couldn't sense anything unusual.

"Did her ability fail?"

That was the only possible explanation.

Looking down at the bloodstained woman, Isshiki's tone was cold and emotionless—

"How fortunate. You actually managed to avoid a fatal wound."

"But that won't change the inevitable outcome."

"You refused me. Today, you will die here."

Raising his head, he coldly watched as a figure sped toward them from the horizon.

"He won't be able to save you either."

"Then what about me?"

A sharp, piercing sound split the air, echoing from beyond the sky.

With her Tenseigan Chakra Mode fully ignited, Hyūga Yayoi blazed forward like a comet, tearing through the sky toward her target.

Her hands carved through the air, summoning a tempest of amethyst-hued palm strikes that rained down like an unrelenting storm.

Gentle Fist Art: Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack!

"Oh, shit—"

Uchiha Kochou barely managed to stabilize herself, forcing her battered body to retreat just in time to escape the merciless bombardment.

"Is this what you call a rescue?! Are you trying to kill me instead?!"

To an outsider, it might have seemed as if that lunatic had come to finish her off rather than save her.

She had barely evaded the attack, but as for Ōtsutsuki Isshiki—he had no intention of dodging at all.

"Kaguya's technique… I never thought I'd witness it again." A complicated emotion flickered through the man's eyes.

Even an attack capable of shattering planets, unleashed by the Sage of Six Paths himself, had failed to truly harm him in his restored state. Hyūga Yayoi's power, while formidable, was still inferior to Kaguya's.

If not for her exceptional talents in scientific research, Isshiki could have ended her life in an instant.

"Do you still refuse to see reality?" His form suddenly shrank, allowing him to effortlessly slip through the seemingly impenetrable barrage of strikes.

Uchiha Kochou was expendable. If she refused to serve him, then she was nothing but a threat left unchecked.

Hyūga Yayoi, however, was different.

Her expertise in gene extraction and cloning was invaluable—even to him.

As long as there was even the slightest possibility, he wanted to recruit her.

Who knew what the future might hold? If he ever encountered similar obstacles again, with her abilities at his disposal, he would never have to worry about finding a suitable vessel for reincarnation.

Returning to his original size, Isshiki was just about to speak, intending to issue a threat—when suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst forth right before his eyes.

A powerful sense of danger erupted within him.

Without a moment's hesitation, he pushed his chakra to its absolute limit.

Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!

The ultimate offensive technique granted by the Tenseigan erupted in Yayoi's hands with overwhelming force.

A single strike capable of splitting the moon apart—its sheer destructive power perhaps even surpasses the slashes of the Six Paths Susanoo.

After all, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki had been in a weakened state, unable to exert his full strength.

Even a being as powerful as Isshiki, a god-like existence, had to summon every ounce of his vigilance to confront this attack head-on.

If he miscalculated even slightly, he could very well suffer a fatal wound.

Facing the energy beam that resembled a lightsaber, Isshiki clenched his fist and swung it forward with his full might.

An invisible shockwave spreads through the air, churning the skies above Konohagakure into a chaotic storm.

Though he managed to block the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, the sheer force of the impact still sent him hurtling several kilometers away.

Witnessing this, Kyōsuke couldn't help but praise Yayoi's strength.

"She's probably surpassed Ōtsutsuki Toneri by now."

"You stay behind and protect Konoha." Blocking the woman who intended to follow him, Kyōsuke smiled and said, "You know as well as I do—no one can kill me."

"…"

Yayoi stared at the man, his face full of reckless bravado, and couldn't even be bothered to expose his lie.

Besides, she understood the reality of the situation.

Even the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion had failed to take down their enemy.

What more could she do?

Just because Isshiki had taken the hit once didn't mean he would allow himself to be struck again.

"Remember this," she said coldly. "Without my permission, even if you die, I'll drag you back from hell."

Hearing this, Kyōsuke merely chuckled before dashing off in pursuit.

This was what he appreciated about Yayoi—she never acted blindly out of emotion.

Had it been another woman, she might have insisted on following him, only to end up dead at the enemy's hands.

Not only would that interfere with his battle, but it would also disrupt the plans he had laid out.

But now—he could fight without reservations.

Even if he were to fall in battle, there was a high probability that he could be revived.

Leaving a backup plan for every situation—this was a lesson life had taught him in his past existence.

Before long, earth-shattering tremors erupted outside Konohagakure.

The clash between two Six Paths-level beings overshadowed even the very world itself.

Despite Konoha's perceived strength, all they could do was erect a barrier to shield the village from the aftershocks of battle.

As for providing reinforcements for the Hokage—

Izuna, Tobirama, Kochou, Yayoi…

Four widely recognized powerhouses had already fallen one after another.

Who else could possibly step forward?

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Meanwhile, in a distant region of the Land of Fire, a lone figure was racing toward Konoha at breakneck speed.

"The enemy has arrived even sooner than expected."

A deep, mocking sneer curled the man's lips, his crimson armor rustling in the wind.

The one approaching—was none other than Uchiha Madara, who had just returned from his training at Ryūchi Cave.

In his quest for greater power, he had devised what he believed to be the most effective method—strengthening himself through the infusion of Senjutsu chakra.

Now, he wielded the combined might of the Nine-Tails, the Sage body life force, Senjutsu chakra, and his own Susanoo.

Uchiha Madara, in his current state, had ascended to the absolute peak of super Kage-level.

He had even surpassed the Kyōsuke of the past.

Now, he was capable of challenging a lower-tier Six Paths-level opponent.

And yet—there was still an insurmountable gap between him and Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.

Hmm?

As he dashed forward, an ominous premonition flared within Madara's mind, prompting him to halt abruptly.

Hovering in the air before him was a powerful, ethereal figure, clutching a monk's staff.

"I am Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo," the figure declared, his voice deep and solemn.

"In this world, I am known as the Sage of Six Paths."

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