"Loser?"
Indra's brow furrowed, and a pair of Mangekyo Sharingan instantly bloomed, locking eyes with Uchiha Madara: "Are you referring to me?"
Uchiha Madara let out a cold snort, his ancient and profound Rinnegan unwavering as it clashed with Indra's Mangekyo:
"Do you really think you're successful? You couldn't even defeat Asura, how laughable..."
At this moment.
The power in Indra's eyes surged, and the Genjutsu fueled by his raging Yin Release Chakra pierced into Uchiha Madara's gaze like icy steel needles!
In comparison to the relatively friendly exchanges between Asura and Senju Hashirama...
Indra and Uchiha Madara were the type to start a fight at the slightest provocation!
"Useless..."
Uchiha Madara chuckled mockingly, the ripples within his Rinnegan flickering, effortlessly dispelling the Genjutsu attacks that Indra's ocular power had generated.
Even though Indra's Sharingan was the source for the Uchiha Clan...
Uchiha Madara had already transcended the Uchiha's constraints, comprehending the laws governing all things to enter a new realm...
"You think you're formidable just because you have the Rinnegan?"
Indra gazed at Uchiha Madara's Rinnegan, eyes akin to that of the Six Paths Sage, reminiscent of the horrible things his biased father had done to him.
To make the Six Paths Sage aware of his missteps, Indra had been reincarnating for a thousand years, never yielding to his immortal father.
At that moment, Indra's Chakra erupted. It seemed as though he was ready to have a real showdown with Uchiha Madara!
Yet Uchiha Madara didn't respond in kind, instead offering a disdainful smile: "Why bother? This era still demands you to unleash your Complete Form of Susanoo?"
"Open your eyes. Even if we don't mention Aomi, Izuna, or that bastard Tobirama, they all have Mangekyo Sharingan now..."
"I came here today to talk to you about saving the Ninja World... If you're interested, we can continue; if not, you can remain trapped in your outdated views!"
Indra, who was initially eager for a fierce battle, grew irritated as he observed Uchiha Madara's complete unwillingness to fight and reluctantly retracted his Chakra.
Indra, prideful as he was, couldn't stoop to fighting someone unwilling to engage...
"Saving the Ninja World, you sure know how to talk..."
Indra snorted coldly: "No need to bait me. If you need my help, just say so."
Recalling how Uchiha Madara had called him a loser at the beginning, feeling insulted but not firing back, Indra added:
"Though, from the get-go, I've never thought much of the plans from someone like you—a loser... Heard you couldn't even defeat Senju Hashirama with the Nine-tails at your side? Truly laughable!"
"In my time, Asura had the Nine-tails and the support of the Six Paths Sage, yet only barely managed to best me!"
Indra glanced at the darkening face of Uchiha Madara, feeling a lot more at ease.
"By the way, you're not here to hold me accountable for the reincarnation issue, are you? Let me tell you, being chosen by my Chakra is your good fortune!"
"Though your thoughts might have been influenced by my Chakra, without it elevating your talent's limits, you wouldn't have come this far!"
Indra and Asura found themselves on the same page at this moment.
Faced with a reincarnated body approaching them, the both of them couldn't help but wonder if trouble was on the way... After all, something akin to reincarnation was truly embarrassing.
Yet their ways of handling it were poles apart.
Asura would immediately apologize, hoping for Senju Hashirama's forgiveness... However, Indra would proudly state that this was Uchiha Madara's luck!
Beneath Indra's subtext lay another layer of meaning—"If Uchiha Madara weren't my reincarnation, how could he even stand here questioning me?"
"You're laughable! You think Hashirama and I didn't notice your and Asura's Chakra? Just with your minuscule tricks, you want to sway me and Hashirama?"
Uchiha Madara crossed his arms, his gaze icy as he looked at Indra: "Your narrow-mindedness, as the ancestor of the Uchiha Clan, is somewhat disappointing."
"You thought I lost to Hashirama? I merely found the method to awaken the Rinnegan and didn't want to waste time with someone deluded by false peace, so I pretended to fail!"
Uchiha Madara stood proudly, speaking words of uncertain truth.
And in Indra's eyes, that demeanor of Uchiha Madara was all too familiar...
For a distinguished strong individual, gathering intelligence is essential.
So, after the establishment of the Ninja World Alliance Army...
Indra privately used his Dojutsu and other Jutsu to gather nearly a century's worth of intel, from the dual gods of the Warring States Era to the rising Aomi...
This ancestor of Indra had a deeper understanding of Uchiha Madara than the latter could imagine.
Moreover, Uchiha Madara's stubborn expression reminded Indra of himself.
So he still wasn't affected by his Chakra, huh?
The argumentative tone, the facade of indifference towards others' approval, the icy, defiant gaze and posture—strikingly similar to himself...
Indra also recalled what Uchiha Madara had said—"The Complete Form of Susanoo is no longer unique in this era..."
Suddenly, Indra and Uchiha Madara's heated contention subsided.
Ever since the Otsutsuki clan, aside from Kaguya, emerged in this Ninja World... The swift-minded and cautious Indra knew well that his grievances with Asura and the Six Paths Sage had become laughable.