Snow-white boundless space.

After being swallowed by the red light, Madara Uchiha, who regained his sight, found himself in this strange space.

"Time and space ninjutsu?" Madara Uchiha walked in the snow-white boundless space, looking around with a blank face—but in this space, all that came into view was an almost snow-white nothingness.

Other than that, there is no one, nothing else.

In this void, no matter how patient they are, they will lose patience.

Madara Uchiha quickly lost his patience, and judging from his knowledge of the spatiotemporal ninjutsu and his observation of this space, there was absolutely no way to leave this void just by walking.

In this unreasonable space, there is no entrance or exit.

Since there is no entrance, let's make a gap yourself.

Faced with this inexplicable space, Madara Uchiha made a judgment very similar to that of Musuke's previous one.

......

"I didn't expect your understanding of this time and space to come to this point. ”

In the same snow-white boundless space, Celsus said this to the snow-white boundless space, as if talking to himself, but he knew in his heart that the mourning at this time must be closely watching the movements of him and Madara Uchiha, and his every move and word was under his control.

"It's indeed a perfect compound ninjutsu, even me and that Ye Xian can't build such a world, it's just that your courage is too big. ”

"Am I too daring?"

Footsteps came from behind Celsus, and a white-clad mourner stood behind him, his face grim.

"The right hand that was blown off by the eight-foot Qiong Goyu has also recovered, and the damage on his body has also recovered, as I expected. Celsus looked at the white-clothed mourner in front of him, his face full of excitement.

"As you expected, the time of judgment has come, and it has begun. ”

The golden scale floated behind the mourner, and at this time, the scale was already upturned on the right and sinking on the left.

Black and white light burst out from the tray of the scale, and along with the black and white light, a black door depicting a yin and yang fish appeared behind Celsus.

"Do you know what my biggest gain is after fate is pulled down by me?"

Celsus looked at the white-clothed mourner in front of him as if nothing had happened, and he directly ignored the scale behind the mourner and the yin-yang fish door that appeared behind him.

"I didn't get the power you imagined, the power I've shown so far is the power I've always mastered, the power of the interpillar cell clone, the reincarnation eye, and the power of the Philosopher's Stone. ”

Fu Zhu didn't pay attention to Celsus, and the black and white light on the scale behind him turned into a pillar of energy light and shot towards Celsus, and the Yin Yang Fish Gate standing behind Celsus had also quietly opened.

"I'm pulling fate just to confirm one thing. ”

In the face of the attack of mourning, Celsus did not make the slightest resistance, and the black and white light directly passed through his eyes and heart, turning into two iron chains that ran through his body and wrapped around the inside of the Yin Yang Fish Gate.

"And now, I've confirmed it. ”

Before the black and white chains could move, Celsus's body suddenly exploded, turning into a sky of rain and scattering in all directions.

The flesh and blood that exploded from the body faintly dyed this snow-white boundless space with a trace of blood.

...

"Celsus is dead. ”

In the same snow-white space, the real, tattered mourner spoke slowly.

As he spoke, blood spurted out of his mouth.

The battle strategy of mourning was undoubtedly successful.

Forcibly suppressing the power of natural energy and water attribute chakra to form a pseudo-immortal spell to swing the chains, and use his flesh and blood to carry down the attack of Uchiha Madara's eight-foot Qiong Hook, paying a heavy price, and closing the distance between Celsus and Uchiha Madara.

Using the power of the Philosopher's Stone to ignore the laws of alchemy, he forcibly constructed the alchemy array needed to activate the compound technique 'Temple of Truth', and pulled everyone into the space of the 'Temple of Truth' that he had constructed.

This series of actions is really like walking a tightrope, if there is a slight deviation, the consequences are unimaginable...

Along with the mourners, there were also Li, Maite Dai and others, and the people who had just finished bandaging their wounds were also relieved after hearing the words of mourning.

"Is Madara Uchiha okay over there?" asked Li.

Fusuke nodded, "Madara Uchiha hasn't died yet, wait a little longer, I'll recover a little..."

Before the words were spoken, another mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the mourner.

"Master!"

"Bereavement!"

"Daddy!"

The crowd was about to gather around the mourners, but the mourners raised their hands to stop them.

"Don't come here. "Next, I will send you out of the 'Temple of Truth', and after leaving the Temple of Truth, you should run away and don't stay here." ”

"What's going on?" asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

"Celsus... He's alive. ”

After saying this, the mourning helped disappeared in front of the people, and the crowd shook like a lantern, and when they fixed their eyes again, they returned to the previous tunnel.

However, they here do not include everyone.

The only ones who returned to the authentic were Lily and Lucille.

The kittens, Algons and Maite Day, did not return to reality.

...

In the snow-white boundless space, mourning was half-kneeling on the ground.

At this time, he was fighting Celsus—to be precise, against Celsus's main body.

The one who was killed was just a clone of Celsus, not his real body - his real body, that is, the one that was seized by Ye Xian, had already been crushed and dusted by King Xelxes in the alchemy world.

At this time, Celsus, through the particularity of the Temple of Truth, infiltrated the body of mourning.

Speaking of which, I have to mention the principle of the compound technique of mourning the 'Temple of Truth', which is a special ninjutsu that combines alchemy and time-space ninjutsu, generally speaking, time-space ninjutsu refers to shuttling between real space or real space and other dimensional space.

And the art of mourning is not in the real space, nor in the other dimensional space, but in the world of his mental image, which is similar to the 'world of truth' constructed and divided by using the Philosopher's Stone.

This is also what Celsus said in his mouth, the reason why it is so bold to help - to build the world with his own mental image, can he not be bold?

But this also gives Celsus a chance, Celsus, whose body is only a soul body, looking for loopholes in this world to directly attack the heart of the bereaved help, it can't be simpler.

"Celsus, what do you want to do?"

The mourning of Celsus, who was struggling to fight against the Celsus in his body, groaned in pain.

"Didn't I tell you about my purpose a long time ago?"

'Mourning' replied, "My purpose has always been the door of truth. ”

"Only by reaching the narrow gap of the world, the door of truth, can I find my way. ”

"Sato Fusuke, don't struggle anymore, your soul body is too weak to be my opponent, obediently submit to my control, I, Celsus, promise, as long as you open the door of truth, I will leave your body. ”

"I won't believe your nonsense, and I won't open the door of truth as you wish. ”

“.... You're lucky that I won't destroy your soul, and your soul is indispensable to open the door to truth, but you're too much of a way right now, get out of the way. ”

The two souls began to fight with the body of the mourning as the battlefield, but the soul competition, how could the mourning help be the opponent of Celsus, after struggling for a while, the soul of the mourning was traumatized and fell into a coma.

And Celsus, who had mastered the body of mourning, manipulated the body of mourning and stood up tremblingly on the ground.

"What a horrible little ghost. Celsus, who felt the loss of his body, sighed, "The body has been hit so hard, but the soul still does not yield to me, it is really worthy of the person chosen by Ye Xian." ”

"But it's too picky, and after being injured like this, you still can't use the Philosopher's Stone to repair your body, so I'll help you. ”

The blood-colored eyes of the mourning aid shone brightly, and his tattered body began to glow blue, and the wounded body and the right hand that had been blown off by the eight-foot Qiongyu were all restored by the Philosopher's Stone.

"Alright, next, it's time for human body refining. ”

'Fusuke' Ping raised his hands and wanted to put them together for refining, but no matter how hard he tried, the hands that Ping raised couldn't be put together.

A drop of cold sweat ran down the forehead of the 'mourner'.

At this time, a noisy voice sounded in the ears of the 'mourners'.

Conversations, quarrels, all sorts of different voices converged in his ears.

It was a noisy and disorderly voice, a shouting voice that bordered on madness, but from these sounds, Celsus heard something different.

These chaotic and identical voices all express the same will.

- Get out!