The insect farmer of Konoha who started as a spider

"this place!"

The light was bright, and Basheng could see through the underground space, which was comparable to a golf course, at a glance.

At the same time, his eyes were also attracted by the huge ferocious trees on one side of the underground space.

Occasionally, a Bai Jue would walk out of the tree trunk.

This tree trunk exuding a crazy vitality is actually a machine for producing Bai Zetsu!

But this thing is not the most eye-catching thing in this underground space.

An ordinary wooden bed was placed not far in front of the giant tree trunk. A white-haired old man sat there quietly, looking up at Basheng's head.

The pair of cursed scarlet eyes were the core of this space at the moment, as if they had a magical power of attraction. Even Basheng's gaze was subconsciously attracted by the three magatama rotating in those eyes.

However, the same powerful mental power allowed him to break free from the influence in the next second.

Now that he was discovered, Basheng no longer hid, and dropped down from the top of the cave openly, standing about twenty meters in front of the old man.

"I thought it was a mouse that slipped in, but I didn't expect it to have some strength."

Uchiha Madara's tone was old and tired, but he had an undeniable sense of aloof superiority.

It seems that saying such words is the most glorious compliment to the visitor, and it should be accepted by him with tears of gratitude.

"But it's just a stronger mouse. In front of these eyes, it will simply collapse and collapse."

A proud person like Uchiha Madara would not tolerate the inconspicuous weakling in front of him saying nonsense and wasting his time.

While taunting himself, the three magatama sharingan eyes in his eyes rotated crazily, and the dark pupil power poured out.

For people like Madara Uchiha, the Sharingan is just a tool to release his majestic spiritual energy.

Even a pair of ordinary three-magatama Sharingan, the illusion pouring out of it is a stormy wave that most shadow-level powerhouses cannot withstand.

In just an instant, the world in Basheng's vision changed several times.

Hurricanes and sandstorms, stormy waves, frozen snow mountains, lava purgatory...

The absolutely real touch slapped on Basheng's five senses, and the harsh blazing cold seemed to destroy and devour his body.

Basheng slowly sat down cross-legged.

Now in the illusion, he was falling from the top of the mountain cliff, and he was about to hit the ground and turn into a pulp in a moment.

However, he was not frightened in the slightest, and instead let go of all distracting thoughts in his mind.

Then he used an illusion technique that almost all illusion experts would learn: illusion rebound.

The essence of illusion is to use one's own spiritual energy to disturb the enemy's spiritual energy, thereby causing Chakra chaos, and the user's spirit will fall into the illusion created by it.

The way to break the illusion is also very simple. As long as a second person uses his or her own chakra to stabilize the chakra of the user, he can escape from the illusion.

But for illusion masters, when alone, illusion rebound is an effective countermeasure to their illusion confrontation.

The battle at this time is whose soul is more solid and whose spiritual energy is more vast.

Uchiha Madara is indeed a genius, but his spiritual energy is still limited to the realm of pseudo-gods.

Not to mention the Samsara Eye, as long as he has an eternal kaleidoscope that has not evolved, or a pair of ordinary kaleidoscopes that have been transplanted, his spiritual power cannot be matched by anyone in the realm of false gods.

Unfortunately, the output efficiency of a pair of ordinary three magatama is too low.

Even though the river above is surging, due to the restrictions of the sluice gate, it can only be forced to trickle.

Moreover, Uchiha Madara is old after all.

The god of death has transformed into a pseudo-god-level soul, so you have no fear of dealing with him now!

Uchiha Madara suddenly had a blur in his eyes.

Suddenly, he discovered that he was no longer sitting on the wooden bed, but was hanging in the air and falling rapidly.

The whistling wind in my ears is so real.

He was hit by Basuki's genjutsu!

There was a snap, and Uchiha Madara, who was unable to react in time, was thrown into pieces by the genjutsu.

On the bed in the real world, his face suddenly turned a bit pale, and his breathing became violent as a result, whirring like a bellows that used to blow hard under the stove.

"I didn't expect that there would be people like you in Kirigakure. In the field of genjutsu, I, Madara Uchiha, recognize your excellence."

"Then, die with this honor that makes you proud!"

Even at his old age, Madara Uchiha would not allow anyone to overpower him in genjutsu. This was his unique dignity.

The three Magatama Sharingan rotated crazily, and the invisible illusion battle began again.

The name of the kaleidoscope is true, and Basheng feels like he is looking at a kaleidoscope.

The world and the story change every moment.

The tragic death encounter of each illusion fragment dealt a heavy blow to his spirit.

Uchiha Madara's side is definitely not having a good time either.

Basio bounced back more than half of his genjutsu, and he was not able to face it that easily either.

After all, the world constructed by illusion is just an appearance, and the confrontation of illusion is a collision of spiritual energy from beginning to end.

Outside, Rensheng's face turned pale and his body was shaking unsteadily.

Madara Uchiha, on the other hand, was so old that he could hardly breathe. His frantically running Sharingan was already bloodshot, and two lines of blood tears flowed silently on both sides of his cheeks.

Discovering that in terms of genjutsu skills, it was difficult to defeat Basyu with ordinary three magatama, Uchiha Madara simply gave up on constructing genjutsu and purely used the Sharingan as a medium to direct his spiritual energy towards Basyu.

Basheng didn't tolerate him either, and his mental energy condensed into a state of death, and he directly confronted him head-on.

Just like two comets colliding in the universe, they suddenly appear bright and dance like fireflies.

The two of them were actually connected in the same spiritual space.

"You are Uchiha Madara, and that seems to be your strength."

In the shining spiritual space, Basheng looked at the heroic Uchiha Madara who had returned to his youthful state with a chuckle, his expression inexplicably relaxed.

"With an ordinary body, he can cultivate his spirit to such a state. It is indeed admirable."

"I also want to fight you again in full strength. I hope you can still please me then."

The aloof Uchiha Madara glanced down at Basheng, turned around and was about to leave this temporarily connected mental space.

"In the future? If you are not my opponent this time, you will be dead. Why talk about the future?"

Basheng smiled contemptuously, sarcastically in his heart and didn't take it seriously.

The Samsara Eye was under his supervision, and he didn't think there was a chance for Uchiha Madara to be resurrected.

"Your strength and talent make you qualified to be my subordinate, Uchiha Madara, and I can give you a chance now."

Just when Uchiha Madara was about to step out of the mental space, he suddenly stopped coolly and said domineeringly.

"If your benefits can convince me, it's not that I can't consider it."

Basheng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Uchiha Madara's words.

Uchiha Madara has a lot of good things, not to mention secret treasures like the Sharingan, and the various ninjutsu he has mastered are the most top-notch things in the ninja world.

"You should be qualified to practice the secret yin-yang escape technique taught by the Immortal of Six Paths."

Uchiha Madara barely gave Basheng a chance to question, and gave him a memory in the mental space.

As expected of a domineering president, he is so generous in taking action based on his preference!