Naruto: F**king Makes Me Stronger

Chapter 409 409: Hashirama VS Asura

Hagoromo's expression sank, his originally compassionate eyes replaced by profound solemnity. He slowly raised his hand, his wide white robe fluttering without wind.

As his sleeves billowed, he said, "You do not understand the difficulties back then. The Ninja World was hanging by a thread, and for the sake of its continued existence, some sacrifices had to be made."

Shun sneered, his eyes filled with contempt, "You used despicable means to deceive the world, but you cannot deceive me. You constantly speak of peace, but the reality is that for over a thousand years in the Ninja World, wars, large and small, have constantly raged on."

"You told the world that Kaguya was controlled by power and became its slave, but the reality is that her consciousness was perfectly clear."

(In the Fourth Great Ninja War, Kaguya used Yomotsu Hirasaka to appear behind Naruto and Sasuke. She clearly could have killed or crippled them, yet she merely touched their faces and wept.)

After speaking, he clapped his hands together, opening a massive spatial gate in front of him.

From the gate came rumbling sounds of spatial distortion, and two figures slowly emerged in a dazzling golden light.

Kaguya was clad in a white robe, her white hair cascading like a waterfall, and her entire body radiated a Chakra pressure that crushed everything.

Beside her, Zetsu had her Rinnegan activated, her face showing unconcealed excitement.

"Mo... Mother?" Hagoromo's pupils contracted sharply.

He subconsciously took half a step back, standing back-to-back tightly with Hamura.

"You actually resurrected my mother! Shun, what exactly are you trying to do?"

His heart pounded relentlessly. The scene of sealing his mother years ago flashed rapidly through his mind. Fear and shock intertwined, causing his body to tremble slightly.

Kaguya's gaze slowly swept over Hagoromo and Hamura, her expression somewhat complicated, yet she pretended to be looking at two unimportant strangers.

Zetsu stepped forward, a look of mockery on her face. "Hagoromo and Hamura, did you think sealing mother would allow you to rest easy? Today is the day your mask of hypocrisy is exposed and torn to shreds."

Hagoromo's face was extremely solemn, fine cold sweat seeping from his forehead. He knew how terrifying Kaguya's power was. Now, with Shun, Hinata, and the insidious Zetsu added to the mix, their side might not gain the upper hand.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, and clapped his hands together.

A complex array instantly appeared on the ground, and two figures slowly walked out of it. Both were dressed in white clothes adorned with a string of black tomoe patterns.

It was Asura and Indra, except their eyes were somewhat dull, as if they were being controlled.

When Shun clearly saw their eyes, a cold sneer appeared on his lips.

There was no trace of self-awareness in the eyes of Asura and Indra, only a blank emptiness. They were clearly just two puppets.

Shun's Six Tomoe Rinnegan flashed. "Hagoromo, you wouldn't even spare your own sons, turning them into fighting puppets you control. How pathetic and ridiculous. Is your so-called fatherly love? Just treating your sons as pawns?"

Hagoromo's body stiffened slightly and he countered, "Their souls have already reincarnated. Nothing more needs to be said now. My children, go and kill them!"

Asura and Indra's originally dull eyes instantly became sharp.

Asura condensed six Truth-Seeking Orbs and clapped his hands.

Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!

A massive wooden statue erupted from the ground, hundreds of meters tall, like a giant supporting the sky. Countless wooden arms swung, carrying an aura capable of destroying the world, striking towards Shun and the others.

Every time an arm descended, it caused the earth to tremble violently, splitting open several hideous ravines, while gravel and dirt scattered like raindrops.

Indra, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes, activating his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. A purple Perfect Susanoo instantly materialized, holding a giant sword in each hand.

With a flash, he transformed into a purple streak of light, slashing towards Shun and the others. The blade sliced through the air, emitting a piercing whistle that caused the surrounding temperature to drop slightly.

"Hinata, protect yourself. Don't push yourself."

Shun turned his head to look at Hinata beside him. The killing intent in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by gentleness and concern.

He lightly patted Hinata's hand, then clapped his hands together again, and the golden spatial gate unfolded once more.

"Since you summoned the strong figures of the past, I will show you that true Ninja World powerhouses are absolutely incomparable to your puppets."

Madara and Hashirama, clad in red Sengoku armor, stepped out from the Spatial Gate.

Seeing the situation before him, Madara activated his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, a proud light flickering in his eyes.

Hashirama's figure flashed, quietly gathering Natural Energy.

"Shun-sama actually summoned Madara and Hashirama."

A trace of surprise flashed in Minato's eyes. His mouth was slightly agape, the shock in his heart beyond words.

Madara glanced at the charging Indra, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, a proud smile appearing on his face. "Hmph, merely a soulless fake. How dare you act presumptuously in front of me?"

Perfect Susanoo!

A purple Susanoo instantly unfolded, larger and more substantial than Indra's Susanoo, holding a massive longsword in each hand as it slashed toward Indra's Susanoo.

Clang!

A powerful shockwave uprooted the surrounding trees, the sound of snapping trunks rising and falling. The ground cracked into several hideous, bottomless ravines.

Indra's Susanoo was continuously forced back by the shock, and a faint crack appeared on its blade, while Madara's Susanoo remained completely motionless.

"With just this much power, you dare to show off in front of me?"

On the other side, Hashirama saw Asura's True Several Thousand Hands, and a trace of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!

Green Senjutsu Chakra was injected into the ground, and a colossal wooden statue rose up with a roar, even larger than Asura's statue. Every arm radiated immense power, causing the entire earth to tremble.

"The legendary ancestor! Let's see whose Wood Release is stronger!"

Hashirama, carrying a heroic aura, simultaneously swung over a thousand arms, engaging in fierce battle with Asura.

Bang... Bang...

Continuous loud noises exploded like thunder, shaking the mountains and the earth.

Two massive wooden statues engaged in an earth-shattering battle in the core region of Mount Myōboku.

After only a few rounds, the wooden statue controlled by Asura already showed signs of decline, gradually falling into a disadvantage under the crushing force of Hashirama's Wood Release.

With every collision of the wooden arms, Asura's wooden statue emitted a creaking sound like breaking bones. The wooden surface instantly became covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and splintered wood fell rustling like dead leaves. The entire wooden construct swayed precariously, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Hashirama stood atop his wooden construct's head, wearing a calm yet battle-ready smile. He could clearly sense the soulless stiffness in the opponent's Wood Release, and mused internally, 'It's just a puppet after all, lacking that ultimate understanding of Wood Release.'

Asura, controlled by Hagoromo, showed no autonomous emotion in his eyes. He abruptly controlled the wooden statue to retreat several steps. Its enormous feet stamped several deep pits into the ground, kicking up dust everywhere, barely avoiding the massive fist swung by Hashirama's wooden statue.

He quickly clapped his hands and of the six pitch-black Truth-Seeking Orbs hovering in front of him, three smashed violently towards Hashirama's wooden statue.

At the same time, he let out a low shout, instantly covering the surface of the remaining three orbs in sharp Chakra blades, sweeping up gravel and wood chips, rushing towards Hashirama.

Wherever they passed, deep ravines were carved into the ground, ancient trees along the way were instantly pulverized, and even the air was twisted.

"Oh? He still has tricks like this hidden?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Hashirama's eyes, followed by an even more intense eagerness.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he controlled dozens of wooden arms to rise simultaneously like blooming petals. They quickly interwove to form an impenetrable wooden barrier, radiating a heavy aura.

Boom!

The first Truth-Seeking Orb slammed violently onto the wooden barrier, producing a deafening explosion. The shockwave spread out, sending surrounding debris flying everywhere, and the surface of the barrier was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

The second and third Truth-Seeking Orbs followed closely, and the cracks instantly spread across the entire barrier.

Immediately afterward, the three blade-wrapped orbs fiercely struck the barrier's weak point.

Crack!

The barrier shattered with a roar. Countless wood chips and gravel flew everywhere, and several larger pieces of debris even struck the leg of Hashirama's wooden statue, leaving shallow dents.

Before the smoke and dust could dissipate, Asura seized the fleeting gap and attacked again.

He raised both hands, Chakra surging in his palms. Dozens of pitch-black black rods shot out rapidly from his palms, aiming towards Hashirama's wooden statue.

"Bring it on!"

Hashirama showed no panic. He controlled hundreds of wooden arms to swing simultaneously, knocking away most of the black rods. However, a few black rods still broke through the defense, violently piercing the surface of the wooden giant. Where they struck, the wooden giant's movements lagged for a moment.

Hashirama's expression changed slightly, and he was secretly alarmed. "The sealing power of these black rods is actually so overbearing."

"Hmm?"

Hashirama frowned slightly, then let out a cold snort, a sharp look flashing in his eyes.

He immediately mobilized the pure Senjutsu Chakra within his body, surging like a rushing river towards the points where the black rods had pierced.

Bang... Bang...

The black rods that had pierced the wooden statue were forcibly shattered into powder, dissipating as specks of Chakra.

Simultaneously, Natural Energy continuously poured into the wooden statue. The cracks on its surface slowly repaired themselves at a visible speed under the nourishment of the green light.

A confident smile once again emerged on Hashirama's lips. "You can't defeat me with just these petty tricks."

After speaking, he controlled the wooden statue to step forward. The earth trembled violently, and an enormous wooden arm, even more solid than before, condensed, smashing fiercely towards Asura, intending to completely destroy the puppet.

The Natural Energy in the air became frantic because of this strike. Even Madara and Indra, who were fiercely battling in the distance, felt this terrifying power and paused slightly in their movements.

As Hagoromo was watching this scene clearly from afar, his pupils abruptly shrunk to the size of needle points. His face grew increasingly unsightly, and his already pale complexion was now completely bloodless.

There were simply too many unexpected events today. He never imagined that Asura, whom he had resurrected and controlled by expending his power, would be so vulnerable before Hashirama.

The anxiety in his heart surged like a tide. His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered softly, "How could the fight turn out like this? How could my sons lose to them? This is impossible!"

Hamura, standing nearby, frowned, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He could sense Hashirama's unfathomable Sage Art power, and thought to himself, 'Has Hashirama's strength actually reached such a level?'