Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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All the composure and rationality he had maintained seemed to become a joke in the face of the absolute power disparity and successive defeats.

Not only that, he subconsciously touched his right eye.

A burning pain and a hollow feeling came from there.

Madara suffered a severe injury to his right eye during his casual Shinra Tensei attack.

At this moment, all light has been lost, and all vision is pitch black.

The only eye that could still barely see was his left eye... Obito's Sharingan.

"Kakashi..."

Just then, an extremely faint sound came from under the rubble not far away.

Kakashi was jolted awake and practically scrambled over, frantically tearing apart the heavy rocks with his bare hands.

Soon, he saw Uchiha Obito buried underneath.

Obito's condition was even more miserable than Kakashi's.

The power of the Six Paths had long since left him; his chakra was depleted, and his life force was like a candle flickering in the wind.

He has been able to hold on until now almost entirely thanks to his indomitable willpower.

Seeing Kakashi approach, Obito's last remaining, somewhat unfocused eyes flickered.

He even managed a hideous, blood-splattered smile: "Kakashi... your eyes... haha... gone again..."

Even at a time like this, he's still talking about this.

Kakashi felt a pang of pain in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Obito, don't say anymore... conserve your energy..."

"Save...what...?"

Obito's voice was broken and intermittent, yet it carried a strange clarity: "I... I can feel... Tsunade... that Hokage... isn't dead yet... Go... help her... wait until she recovers some chakra... then take this eye of mine... and then... put it on you..."

Kakashi's pupils constricted as he stared at Obito in disbelief: "Obito! You...why..."

He couldn't understand why Obito would make such a decision.

Obito took a deep breath, a complex and unreadable light flashing in his eyes: "Simply... I just don't like that old bastard..."

He paused, then, with his last ounce of strength, revealed the even more brutal truth he had uncovered:

"Actually... after that old bastard 'died'... I investigated the truth of what happened back then... and found out... that old bastard... set a restriction on Lin... causing the conditions for the Three-Tails to go berserk within her to be altered... In the end... she had no choice... but to... run into your Lightning Blade and die..."

Kakashi was struck dumb, frozen in place.

It turns out... even Lin's death was orchestrated and calculated by Ban at a deeper level!

"In that case..."

Obito's voice was filled with endless hatred and relief: "He won't let me have an easy time... I won't let him have an easy time either! Take my eyes... Kakashi... go stop him... use my power... to make him suffer... haha... cough cough..."

He laughed, coughing up more blood clots, and his life force vanished as quickly as the tide receded.

However, even in the last second before his consciousness completely faded into darkness, deep down, Obito still disdainfully extended a middle finger at Madara.

Obito... is dead.

This time, it was a genuine departure from the world that had caused him so much pain throughout his life, a departure that brought him a sense of relief and a sense of vengeful satisfaction.

Kakashi knelt helplessly beside Obito's body, looking at his best friend's face, which was now frozen in a complex expression.

He was almost overwhelmed by a profound sense of sadness and emptiness.

He lost Rin, and now, once again, he has truly lost Obito.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the horizon where Madara Uchiha had disappeared.

She glanced at the horrific battlefield around her, and at the faint chakra fluctuations emanating from Tsunade in the distance.

He cannot remain immersed in grief forever.

Obito entrusted his last hope, his own power, to him.

Kakashi slowly stood up and wiped away the tears that had involuntarily welled up in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

His right eye is blind, his left eye is Obito's Sharingan, his body is severely injured, and he has very little chakra left... His situation is extremely bad.

However, he can still move and think.

He must take action and do what he can still do now.

Find Tsunade, help her recover, and then...

Accepting Obito's final gift, he carries the power of his best friend's eyes and his will to face the almost invincible enemy.

Even if the hope is slim, even if the road ahead is hell, he will keep going.

This was Kakashi Hatake's final act of perseverance.

Chapter 503 The Eye of the Moon Project Begins!

Konoha Village, temporary medical station.

Nagato, the leader of the Akatsuki organization who once called himself a god, is now quietly recuperating in a temporary residence provided by Konoha.

The war was unpredictable, and he chose to stay in Konoha.

It was partly due to his promise to Naruto and his inner transformation, and partly because he hoped that he might be able to do something with the power of the Rinnegan at a crucial moment.

However, at this moment, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of unprecedented fear flashed in his purple, wavy eyes!

A massive, suffocating force is approaching Konoha at an unbelievable speed!

Its strength far surpassed that of anything he had ever seen.

Xiao Nan, who was guarding him, immediately noticed his unusual behavior and asked him with concern.

She saw Nagato's forehead instantly covered in cold sweat, and his body was even trembling slightly involuntarily.

Nagato took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the horror in his heart, his voice low and urgent: "There is 'something'...very dangerous...approaching."

"The speed is very fast, and the target... is very likely me, or more accurately, my eyes."

Xiao Nan's expression changed drastically. She immediately stood up, and pieces of paper began to flutter around her: "I'll go prepare..."

"No! Konan!"

Nagato abruptly interrupted her, his tone more stern and resolute than ever before: "You stay here! Don't you dare come with me!"

He turned his head, and although he couldn't see, his Rinnegan senses were firmly locked onto Konan's direction.

His face was filled with an undeniable resolve: "The 'being' that has arrived... is extremely dangerous!"

"Even in my prime, facing it would likely be disastrous! I cannot... I absolutely cannot let you take this risk!"

"Staying in Konoha... might be safer here."

The chakra he sensed was filled with pure, overwhelming power, carrying a terrifying aura that looked down upon all others.

It was an absolute difference in their levels, leaving him with no thought of resistance, only a deep sense of powerlessness and vigilance.

Before Konan could say anything more, Nagato stood up and used Shinra Tensei and Bansho Ten'in in combination.

His figure shot off like an arrow, heading in the opposite direction from the source of that dangerous chakra, away from the center of Konoha Village.

He must draw the battlefield away and must not start a war in Konoha Village.

Outside Konoha Village, in a desolate valley.

Nagato stopped on a relatively open gravel field, and the wheelchair slowly came to a stop.

He raised his head, and even though he only had one eye left, he still looked directly at the rapidly approaching figure in the distant sky, like a white shooting star.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the white figure had already arrived in the air not far in front of him.

He floated there silently, as if he had always belonged to this sky.

The pristine white robes of the Six Paths Immortals, the jet-black Truth-Seeking Balls, and that Rinnegan…

Nagato's hair stood on end, his biological instincts screaming alarm bells!

He had never felt such pure, despairing power!

"who are you?"

Nagato's voice was dry and hoarse, a quality he himself was unaware of.

Madara looked down at Nagato as if he were looking at a tool about to be recycled, his voice calm yet carrying undeniable authority: "The original owner of your eye."

Nagato's heart sank to the bottom.

Although he inherited the Rinnegan and used its power to dominate the ninja world, he always knew that these eyes were not originally his.

At that moment, the real owner came knocking!

"I do not care who you are!"

Nagato's chakra began to boil, and the purple light in his Rinnegan intensified: "I will never give my eyes to you!"

Madara let out a cold sneer, as if he had heard some childish talk: "That... is not up to you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Madara's figure, which Nagato sensed, suddenly blurred!

Wow! That's way faster than you can see!

Without even thinking, Nagato unleashed the power of his Rinnegan, relying on his years of fighting instincts!

"Shinra Tenzheng!"

A powerful repulsive force suddenly spread outwards from him!

This is one of his most trusted defensive and offensive methods.

However, what happened next made his pupils shrink!

The white figure neither dodged nor avoided the attack.

Like a wild beast devoid of reason, it fearlessly and solidly crashed into the invisible repulsive force barrier of Shinra Tensei!

With a muffled thud, the repulsive force successfully blocked and fixed the opponent in mid-air, preventing it from advancing even an inch.