Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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It landed back on Naruto, who was still petrified and had a vacant look in his eyes.

The deep voice carried a weariness that seemed to have transcended time and a calm understanding of everything:

"Keep it a secret? Judging from your fight with Naruto just now, this Naruto's strength is far beyond what I remember the Naruto could have achieved at the age of twelve."

His gaze was sharp as a knife, as if it could cut open all the secrets of the young Naruto in front of him.

"His Shadow Clone Technique is mastered to perfection, his Wind Release: Great Breakthrough is incredibly powerful, and he has even mastered ninjutsu of the level of Great Fire Annihilation and Swamp of the Underworld..."

Sasuke paused, then emphasized, "This can no longer be explained by simply being a 'bottom of the class' or a 'surprise first.' His power system, fighting style, chakra control... have all undergone a huge, fundamental shift."

His gaze seemed to penetrate Naruto's young body, seeing something deeper.

"This level of change is no longer a cause and effect that can be easily shaken by the intervention of the two of us 'outsiders'."

Sasuke's conclusion was unequivocal: "Therefore, the impact of our actions on 'our' era was negligible, or even... almost nonexistent."

Boruto was completely stunned, his mind still reeling: "Uncle Sasuke...you...you mean..."

Sasuke ignored Boruto's confusion and fixed his gaze on Naruto's face, who had finally regained some of his senses from being petrified.

Naruto's bewildered blue eyes were still filled with a turbulent sense of chaos and disbelief.

As the adult Sasuke looked at his young best friend's foolish behavior, a deep-seated helplessness from the past and a barely perceptible warmth quietly surfaced in his eyes.

He was silent for a few seconds, then, in a tone Naruto knew best—a tone that was both slightly provocative and incredibly solemn—he clearly asked the question that transcended time:

"Last in line,"

His voice wasn't loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, reaching straight into Naruto's chaotic heart: "Do you believe me?"

These words are like a rock thrown into a raging storm.

Naruto's unfocused gaze suddenly sharpened, as if all the confusion and absurdity were forcibly suppressed by this simple question.

He stared intently into Sasuke's deep black eyes.

That mature and aloof face, that long, black robe, those terrifying eyes…

Everything felt strange, as if it came from another world.

But... what's deep in those eyes...

That familiar sense of helplessness.

That slight awkwardness that was forcibly suppressed.

That little bit...

Only Sasuke possesses that awkward sense of trust hidden beneath his cold exterior...

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The burnt smell in the woods, the muddy stench at the bottom of the pit, and even the frantic pounding of my own heart all became exceptionally clear.

Naruto clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, the pain forcibly bringing his chaotic thoughts together.

He raised his head, no longer looking at the disheveled boy who claimed to be his "future son," but staring intently into the eyes of the adult Sasuke.

Those eyes belonged to "Sasuke".

"……believe."

Naruto's tone was unusually firm, without any objection.

It's as if it's an instinct etched into one's bones.

No matter what the other person becomes.

No matter how disordered time and space may be.

As long as he is Sasuke, this answer will not change.

In the dark eyes of adult Sasuke, there seemed to be extremely faint ripples, like pebbles thrown into a deep pool.

His usually tightly pursed lips, with their hard, cold lines, twitched upwards very slightly, an extremely rare occurrence.

The curve was so subtle it was almost imperceptible, yet it resembled a warm mark quietly blooming on solid ice.

A very soft, husky, and magnetic chuckle escaped from his throat.

He looked at the blond boy in front of him, whose strength had increased dramatically, but whose eyes still held that familiar stubbornness and unwavering trust.

The weariness on his face seemed to fade for a moment.

"It seems that no matter how things change,"

Sasuke's voice was deep, carrying a sense of感慨 that transcended a long period of time: "You're still the same. Loser."

"Since you trust me, let me go into your heart and meet those guys who changed you."

Naruto felt a slight tremor in his heart at Sasuke's familiar yet unfamiliar words, "loser."

While Boruto was still struggling to process the shocking conclusion that the impact would be "minimal"—

Sasuke immediately activated the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.

Inside the sealed space, everything outside was reflected on the vast surface of water.

Minato Namikaze, Madara Uchiha, and Kurama (the Nine-Tails) – these three "fathers" are being conveyed through Naruto's senses.

"Watching" the chaotic yet fateful reunion in the outside world.

Suddenly, the water rippled violently!

A powerful spiritual entity with heterogeneous chakra fluctuations.

Like a boulder thrown into a lake, it forcefully intruded into Naruto's absolute territory!

Minato's gentle expression instantly changed, his blond hair fluttering even without wind: "Someone has broken in?!"

The nine-tailed fox suddenly raised its massive head, its golden vertical pupils flashing with a dangerous glint: "Who?! How dare you!"

Madara Uchiha, seated cross-legged atop the Nine-Tails' head, suddenly unleashed his crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.

Like two blood moons, terrifying eye power instantly locked onto the "uninvited guest" who had forcibly intruded—

A phantom image of a young man with black hair, wearing a black stand-up collar robe!

It's a projection of the adult Sasuke's spirit from the outside world!

Chapter 135 The Standoff Between Sasuke and Madara

Madara's deep voice carried a hint of surprise and amusement, a dangerous glint in his Eternal Kaleidoscope: "You've got guts. Just barging in like that? Aren't you afraid of encountering... a situation you can't resist?"

His words carried a blatant threat.

The immense pressure of chakra crushed towards Sasuke's mental projection as if it were a tangible force!

The entire sealed space trembled slightly due to this pressure!

The mental projection of the adult Sasuke remained unmoved under Madara's terrifying pressure.

His Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan remained calm and undisturbed, as if he could not feel the pressure that was enough to crush an ordinary spiritual body.

It was just a sharp, undisguised scrutiny and icy hostility directed at Madara Uchiha's head!

"Uchiha Madara!"

Sasuke's mental projection spoke, its voice like clashing ice, echoing in the empty sealed space, filled with questioning and suppressed anger.

"Why are you inside Naruto's body?!"

He stared intently at the figure clad in layered red armor, exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

That madman he once fought alongside Naruto.

The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan was churning with emotions of unparalleled complexity—

Shock, vigilance, and that unforgettable killing intent that almost burst forth from his body!

This undisguised killing intent, like a tangible ice spike, instantly caused the temperature in the sealed space to plummet!

Ban's Eternal Kaleidoscope narrowed slightly, and its scarlet light intensified.

He could clearly sense the pure and intense hostility and murderous intent directed at him in the other person's mental fluctuations!

This is absolutely not a disguise!

Madara let out a cold laugh that was hard to understand, his scarlet eyes looking down at the phantom of Sasuke below with the arrogance of a ninja demon.

"Kid, it seems you not only know me, but also... have a grudge against me?"

He tilted his head slightly, as if examining an interesting toy: "But it doesn't matter."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming indifferent: "As for why I'm here? My choice? Heh... I don't know either."

His answer was ambiguous, and seemed to carry a hint of barely perceptible confusion.

Sasuke's mental projection frowned, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan fixed on Madara, trying to discern the truth from the other's expression and chakra fluctuations.

He couldn't believe that this schemer, who had planned his entire life and instigated the Fourth Shinobi World War, wouldn't know why he was there!

"Are you still clinging to your so-called 'infinite Tsukuyomi' plan?"

Sasuke's voice grew even colder, each word like a poisoned ice needle piercing Madara's core.

He needs to figure out the condition of this spot!

Is he still that madman who intends to drag the whole world into an eternal dream?

Ban raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint trace of bewilderment flashing in his Eternal Kaleidoscope, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper inquiry.

He seemed unfamiliar with the word, or rather, he was puzzled by the "plan" that Sasuke was referring to.

"Infinite Tsukuyomi?"

He repeated the word in a low voice.

Deep within his scarlet eyes, it seemed as if forgotten fragments were churning, but more than anything, there was a displeasure at having his thoughts interrupted.

Madara let out a cold snort, and the pride and domineering aura of the Uchiha clan erupted forth.

Instantly dispelling the chilling killing intent brought by Sasuke's mental projection, the entire sealed space trembled violently under his rage!

"Why should I, Madara Uchiha, need to resort to tricks like you?! Nor do I need to explain myself to anyone!"