Naruto: Starting as the Third Hokage with Tears in His Eyes

Chapter 335 Uchiha Madara? ! !

As the dust and talismans slowly dissipated, the roaring waterfall of the Valley of the End seemed to be choked by an invisible force, and the world fell into an eerie silence.

At the center of the spell, the two figures solidified completely.

He was dressed in deep red Warring States period armor, with long black hair cascading down like a waterfall. He was tall and imposing with a bold face. Even with his eyes closed, he exuded an aura of power that could conquer mountains and rivers.

The other was dressed in a more modern blue high-necked Jonin uniform, with short, distinct silver hair, a serious face, and hard lines. He also had red markings on his forehead and cheeks, resembling a sharp, drawn blade.

Hashirama Senju was the first to open his eyes.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark eyes, initially filled with confusion, were quickly filled with a gentle yet powerful will.

First, he looked down at his hands, which were full of power and could easily conjure wood-style techniques.

He felt this body made of immaculate earth, with chakra flowing smoothly within it. Although it felt a little raw, it was incredibly real.

"This feeling... is it like being resurrected?"

Hashirama Senju muttered to himself, then raised his head and looked around.

When the two enormous statues and the cascading waterfall came into view, the man hailed as the God of Ninjas showed a childlike nostalgia on his face.

"This is... the Valley of the End. It's a place I miss."

Hashirama Senju sighed, seemingly completely unaware of the bizarre situation he was in.

His gaze swept across the valley and soon landed on the top of the statue that belonged to him, where he saw that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

"Oh? Hiruzen?"

Hashirama Senju smiled with satisfaction, like an elder seeing a promising junior. "Truly remarkable."

Immediately afterwards, his gaze passed over Hiruzen Sarutobi and landed on Tsunade.

In that instant, all the arrogance and majesty on the First Hokage's face melted away, leaving only endless tenderness and love.

"Tsunade..."

He called softly, his voice trembling slightly, "You've grown so much..."

Tsunade could no longer hold back, and warm tears blurred her vision.

That call transcended the boundary between life and death, striking the softest spot in her heart.

All previous doubts and objections to the forbidden technique were completely melted away at this moment by the bond of blood ties.

That was her grandfather.

Just as Hashirama was immersed in the warmth of reuniting with his loved ones, Tobirama Senju, who was beside him, also opened his sharp red eyes.

Unlike his brother, Tobirama immediately went into a state of high alert upon waking up.

Instead of dwelling on the past, he immediately began analyzing the current situation.

An unfamiliar psychic ritual, a young caster never seen before...

Tobirama almost immediately locked onto the young man standing at the edge of the spell, staring at them with fervent golden snake eyes.

Danger.

This was Tobirama's first impression of Orochimaru.

His body sank slightly, and all his chakra was instantly mobilized. A chilling killing intent emanated from him, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

"Hiruzen".

Tobirama's voice was calm and deep. "What's going on?"

However, his questioning did not receive an immediate response.

Because of his elder brother, Hashirama Senju, he finally shifted his gaze from Tsunade, scanning everyone present before finally fixing it on the top of the statue that stood in opposition to him.

The image freezes on the man, who also has white hair, arms crossed, calmly surveying everything with his Rinnegan.

The air froze.

The warmth, relief, and emotion on Hashirama Senju's face... all his emotions vanished in that instant.

? ? ! ! !

His signature long, straight, black hair, which was said to never get messed up no matter how much he shook it, was so shocked that a few strands of his hair stood up slightly, defying the laws of physics.

He rubbed his eyes hard, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.

Hashirama Senju looked again.

Yes, it was that familiar face, and that aloof aura that he both loved and hated.

The First Hokage, the legendary God of Shinobi, slowly raised his finger, pointing tremblingly at Madara Uchiha opposite him, his voice trembling.

"Ma... Madara?!"

His voice was filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"What are you doing here?! You were also... no!"

Hashirama suddenly realized that he could clearly feel that the person opposite him had real blood flowing through his body and a living heart beating inside.

"You...you're still alive?!"

This earth-shattering question left all the Konoha high-ranking officials present feeling their minds go blank.

Compared to Hashirama's almost comical shock, Tobirama Senju's reaction was downright terrifying.

The moment Hashirama uttered that name, Tobirama's fierce killing intent erupted like a tangible ice storm, sweeping across the entire Valley of the End.

"Uchiha Madara!"