“Hmph, summoning an uncontrollable enemy—what exactly are you thinking, you brat?”

Senju Tobirama, standing nearby, couldn't help but mockingly grumble at the scene.

Although Whitebeard didn't understand why his Devil Fruit ability had vanished, his battle-hardened instincts remained undiminished!

He immediately changed his approach, transforming his rage into an overwhelming will to dominate!

“Even without the power of tremors...”

“My fists alone are enough to smash you to smithereens!!!”

Conqueror's Haki Entanglement!!!

Whitebeard roared, and his massive, cauldron-like fist instantly became wreathed in lightning-like, pitch-black Conqueror's Haki, which he then unleashed fiercely upon Yechuan!

Before the fist even connected, the violent wind it generated had already scraped the surrounding earth three feet deep!

Bonney, standing nearby, turned pale with fright in the face of this god-like Conqueror's Haki, almost fainting on the spot!

However, just as that Conqueror's Haki-infused iron fist, capable of shattering mountains with a single blow, was about to strike Yechuan—

A tall figure blocked his path.

It was Senju Hashirama!

“Your opponents are us, you pirate from another world!”

Facing this world-destroying punch, Senju Hashirama's expression grew solemn, and he quickly formed hand signs!

“Summoning Technique: Five-Layer Rashomon!!!”

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five colossal city gates, each carved with the face of a ferocious demon, shot up from the ground, stacking one after another to block Whitebeard's fist!

The next moment!

Fist and gates collided with a thunderous crash!

Bang—!!!!!!

The first Rashomon shattered like paper the instant it made contact with the Conqueror's Haki-infused iron fist!

Bang! The second!

Bang! The third!

Bang! The fourth!

Unstoppable!

Finally, Whitebeard's fist, after tearing through four Rashomon, at last lost its momentum and slammed heavily into the last and most robust Rashomon!

Crack... With a teeth-gritting sound, the final gate became covered in spiderweb-like cracks, nearly collapsing entirely!

“...”

Senju Hashirama looked at the teetering last gate, an unprecedentedly grave expression on his face.

Such... such a terrifying punch!

It almost pierced through his Five-Layer Rashomon with a single blow?!

This guy's power... he's practically a human-shaped Tailed Beast!

“Hoo... hoo...”

Bonney watched the god-like battle unfolding before her, her legs turning to jelly.

Yechuan, however, looked at Senju Hashirama, who, though disheveled, had ultimately blocked Whitebeard's punch, and showed an expression of admiration:

“As expected of the world's strongest man.”

“Even after death, his strength is still so terrifying.”

“Gurarararara... You've got some skill, you wooden boy!”

Seeing his attack fail, Whitebeard roared again, preparing to launch a second assault!

Senju Hashirama immediately formed hand signs, ready to counter with Wood Style!

“Calm down, Mr. Whitebeard.”

Yechuan's voice, however, calmly rang out at that moment.

He slowly raised his hands, forming a hand sign that signified control.

Will Annihilation!

“Hm?!”

Whitebeard, who was preparing to charge again, suddenly stiffened!

He was horrified to discover that his body... was no longer under his control!

That absolute binding force, originating from the depths of his soul, instantly obliterated his will entirely!

A moment later, Whitebeard's angry eyes slowly lost their light, becoming hollow and numb.

He slowly lowered his fist, standing quietly behind Yechuan like the most loyal servant.

“That's much more obedient.”

Yechuan nodded in satisfaction.

He stepped forward and handed the massive bisento, Murakumogiri, which had long had the Tremor-Tremor Fruit sealed within it, back into Whitebeard's hands.

Buzz—!

As the Impure World Reincarnation Whitebeard once again grasped this weapon, imbued with his own power, a familiar and potent tremor force returned to him!

“Excellent.”

Yechuan looked at the Edo Whitebeard before him, who held Murakumogiri, his eyes hollow, but his strength restored to nearly seventy percent, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

“I've gained a good helper.”

Senju Hashirama, watching the scene from the side, was also filled with emotion.

“Alright, now that the warm-up is over.”

Yechuan's gaze turned to the seemingly unremarkable land beneath his feet.

“First Hokage-sama, it's time to open that guy's coffin lid.”

“Leave it to me!”

Senju Hashirama laughed heartily, slamming his hands onto the ground!

“Earth Style: Earth Flow Divide!”

Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble—!!!!!!

Accompanied by violent tremors, the entire expanse of land beneath Yechuan and the others was flipped over as if by an invisible giant hand lifting a carpet, revealing a massive underground chamber below, filled with signs of artificial excavation!

And in the deepest part of the chamber, a withered figure, arms crossed, slowly raised his head, his arrogant eyes looking up at the people on the surface!

One of his eyes had permanently lost its light due to the use of Izanagi.

The other eye, however, gleamed with the eerie light of an Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan!

It was... Uchiha Madara!

“Heh heh... Heh heh heh heh...”

Uchiha Madara looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figures on the ground, letting out a hoarse, cold laugh.

“Hashirama... Tobirama...”

“It seems... you two dead men have also been dragged out of your filthy coffins again!”

“Madara...”

Senju Hashirama looked at the man who was both his closest friend and his destined rival, his expression complex.

“Uchiha Madara!”

Senju Tobirama's reaction was much more direct, his eyes filled with undisguised belligerence and killing intent!

“You persistent fiend!”

“This time, I will make sure you disappear from this world completely!”

When the ground was opened, Yechuan's gaze immediately fell upon the figure seated before the Gedo Statue.

He noticed that the Uchiha Madara before him was completely different from the image he remembered of him in his dying moments, when he met Obito—frail, elderly, and riddled with tubes!

At this moment, Uchiha Madara, though similarly emaciated and with an unnatural pallor on his face, clearly had sustained severe injuries and was slowly recovering by relying on the Gedo Statue and transplanted Hashirama cells.

However, he appeared to be no older than fifty or sixty, his long black hair still thick, and no life-sustaining tubes were connected to him.

After all, the point in time Yechuan had transmigrated to was much earlier than when Obito encountered him in the original story.

Yechuan understood.

The current Uchiha Madara was likely still in the early stages of recovery after faking his death to escape.

And behind Uchiha Madara, beneath the massive Gedo Statue, in an area like a white nursery, white humanoid creatures were slowly growing out of the ground like plants.