Naruto：Immortality and the Eight Inner Gates[Double agent]

This strike marked the completion of the first phase!

A streak of blue lightning tore through the sky. Rinjin, with his fists clenched tightly at his waist, locked his powerful sensory abilities onto Madara Uchiha.

The next second, the Susano'o, poised in a mid-stance, swung its sword with incredible speed.

Madara Uchiha was not only a master of ocular and ninjutsu techniques—his swordsmanship was equally breathtaking!

In that instant, Rinjin and Madara Uchiha became two titans of swordsmanship clashing on a narrow path.

Would Madara Uchiha's blade cut through head-on, or would Rinjin break through the web of swords?

In the air, the sharp blue blade reflected in Rinjin's pupils grew larger and larger.

Suddenly, a roar erupted. Rinjin stomped down hard, his foot seemingly pressing against the air itself.

Boom!

A low, deafening sound burst forth, shaking eardrums to their limits.

With his foot pressing against the air, shockwaves rolled beneath him, and Rinjin's speed surged to an entirely new level!

On the Susano'o's forehead, Madara's pale purple Rinnegan contracted sharply.

"What?! He's stepping on air!

Damn it!"

Madara had chosen a mid-stance because his body couldn't keep up with such terrifying speed. By preemptively positioning his blade, he hoped to intercept the attack.

But he hadn't anticipated this—Rinjin could run freely on air!

There was no time to think. Madara raised his arm in an instant, chakra surging toward Rinjin.

"Shinra... Tensei!" (Almighty Push!)

He didn't expect to repel Rinjin completely—just slowing him down for even a fraction of a second would suffice.

In an instant, a powerful repelling force surged toward Rinjin.

In midair, Rinjin immediately felt the immense force blocking his path.

It was strong—but only just strong enough!

With a forceful stomp, his emerald green hair danced wildly in the wind as he pushed through the repelling force. The air beneath him exploded again, producing a deafening sonic boom.

However, that slight pause in his movement was enough for Madara Uchiha to seize the moment.

"That's it!"

The next second, the Susano'o's razor-sharp blade reached its target, slashing down heavily on Rinjin.

Below, Tobirama Senju watched the scene unfold, his body completely still, his gaze unyielding.

He was waiting—waiting for an opportunity where both sides would be gravely injured.

In his eyes, there wasn't much difference between Rinjin and Madara Uchiha—both were extremely dangerous individuals.

From the depths of his heart, Tobirama even considered Rinjin to be slightly more dangerous.

Madara Uchiha, in pursuit of his ideals, might bring great harm to Konoha. But Rinjin?

This cunning little brat was undoubtedly scheming something sinister—he was the type who would sell you out and then have you count the money for him.

In comparison, such a sly and opportunistic individual was far more terrifying!

Tobirama firmly believed that no matter what dangers arose, the village would always have talented successors to step forward.

But when it came to someone like Rinjin, who slowly chipped away like a dull blade, even the most outstanding successors might end up being manipulated by him!

During his lifetime, Tobirama had never considered Rinjin's threat level to be high enough to endanger Konoha. After all, back then, Rinjin was just a poor kid with his identity exposed, desperately protecting his sister.

No matter how cunning he was, without strength, it was all for naught.

But now, things were different. This guy had somehow learned Tobirama's Flying Thunder God Technique, mastered Edo Tensei (Reanimation Jutsu), and even unlocked the Eight Gates!

The lightning that flickered across his body bore an uncanny resemblance to the Lightning Release Chakra Mode of the Hidden Cloud Village.

Most importantly, this guy could now go toe-to-toe with Madara Uchiha!

A cunning mind combined with overwhelming strength—such an existence was a massive threat to Konoha.

As Tobirama focused intently, something entirely unexpected yet oddly fitting occurred.

Blue met blue.

In the next moment, a sharp blade sliced through, sending a head flying high into the air.

The head soared upward, eventually landing near a group of approaching Kirigakure (Hidden Mist Village) ninjas, while the strong body collapsed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Rinjin had lost—beheaded in a single strike!

Clang! The severed head hit the ground, landing squarely in the midst of the Kirigakure ninjas.

The group froze, staring at the lone head in the center.

Upon closer inspection, many of them let out piercing screams.

It wasn't a lack of composure—it was because they recognized that head.

Inagomaru!

The head of the Intelligence Division's research team!

Among the crowd, Meika stared at Inagomaru's severed head, cold sweat pouring down his back, drenching him in an instant.

As the group stood in shock, the black-and-white figure of Zetsu emerged slowly from the ground beneath the severed head.

Smirking coldly, Black Zetsu liquefied, gradually enveloping Rinjin's neck.

"Immortality! Your head belongs to me!"

At the same time, Meika suddenly recalled Inagomaru's words to him.

"When I'm about to die, destroy my body!"

At first, Meika thought Inagomaru was joking, unable to let go of his days as a hunter-nin.

As a hunter-nin, their mission was to retrieve rogue ninjas. If retrieval was impossible, they were to kill and destroy the body.

The same applied to their comrades. If a comrade was dying, they would kill and destroy the body to prevent any secrets from falling into enemy hands.

"Inagomaru, if this was your final wish, I will make sure it's fulfilled!"

With this thought, Meika furrowed his brows, pushed through the crowd, and quickly formed hand seals.

Dog - Boar - Tiger - Ox - Rat - Rooster!

"Lava Release: Acid Monster Technique!"

In an instant, a stream of yellow, viscous liquid shot out, heading straight for Rinjin's head.

Seeing this, the corners of Rinjin's severed head lifted into an involuntary grin.

"Nice, my good brother! Perfect timing!"

If he could still move, he would have jumped up and hugged Meika, smothering him with kisses—yellow liquid or not.

Little Meika, playing a big role!

The trap was sprung!

Beneath the ground, Black Zetsu, who had just begun to infiltrate Rinjin's consciousness, recoiled in terror at the sight of the approaching acid.

"This stuff is untouchable!"

At that moment, Rinjin's left eye, overgrown with weeds, suddenly snapped open.

In the eye socket, the blood-red Sharingan spun rapidly, its three tomoe whirling furiously.

The next second, his pupil turned white, and the tomoe vanished.

Along with the tomoe, Rinjin's head and his clownish grin disappeared.

"Izanagi, activated!"

He couldn't let Madara Uchiha touch him. Similarly, no one else should touch him either.

Clearly, Black Zetsu thought Rinjin's severed head was a perfect opportunity to control him.

But wasn't Rinjin thinking the same thing?

"You thought I wanted the Gedo Statue, but what I really want is the true White Zetsu!

You thought I was after Madara's Rinnegan, but what I desire even more is you, my dear Black Zetsu!

Once touched by my blood and chakra, you're mine forever!"

"Heh~"

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