At that moment, a formless black face appeared before Indra. His pupils contracted, and he glanced at Asura. "Go, first go bury Xiao Bai."
Asura did not notice Black Zetsu. He nodded and quickly left. Seeing his younger brother depart, Indra embarked on a path of no return that would change his character.
"What do you want? Why are you pestering me?" Indra said calmly. Though just a child, he already possessed the initial bearing and pressure of a powerful individual.
"You will become strong. You have both talent and drive for the Shinobi Sect." Then Black Zetsu disappeared, and Indra remembered these words.
He also believed power was very important. As the heir to the Shinobi Sect, he began to train and strive relentlessly, constantly pursuing greater and more powerful strength.
Years later, Indra and Asura were summoned by the Sage of Six Paths because a shinobi had committed a crime. The Sage called his two sons over.
Asura put on an affected manner, believing that to err is human, and as long as one is willing to correct their mistakes, they can still be accepted.
Indra simply glanced over and then struck, piercing through the shinobi. In Asura's eyes, Indra seemed like someone who could kill arbitrarily, offering no chance of survival.
"What? Asura, have you begun to resent me, your elder brother?" Indra's voice carried a hint of displeasure. A wrongdoer was dead, and that was that.
Asura gritted his teeth. His talent and abilities were no match for Indra's now, but he still believed what Indra did was wrong!
So, for the first time, he argued with his elder brother. "Brother, I dare not agree! Your thinking is too extreme!"
Indra seemed to hear something laughable. He glanced at Asura. "You've grown some nerve, Asura, daring to speak to me like this!"
Instantly, a powerful burst of chakra erupted, forcing Asura to step back repeatedly. The Sage of Six Paths, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, could no longer remain seated.
"Enough, Indra! Do you intend to kill your own brother?" The Six Paths Staff struck the ground, and a powerful surge of chakra repelled Indra's chakra back.
Indra clicked his tongue but did not attack further. Besides, could that bit of chakra even kill Asura? It couldn't. It was just a lesson.
Asura gritted his teeth. His elder brother had merely moved a finger, and he was unable to resist. He really was just trash.
Indra offered no explanation and left the scene. Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki fell silent. When exactly had Indra become like this? Was it because of power?
Just then, a group of people rushed forward to help Asura up, asking about his condition. Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki was taken aback, watching Asura being acknowledged and surrounded by the crowd. A different feeling arose in his heart.
The scale, which had originally been tilted toward Indra, now began to balance. The two now stood on equal footing in his mind. Perhaps he should give them both a fair chance to select the heir to his Shinobi Sect.
So, one day, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki called Indra and Asura to him. "There are two villages on the mountain. They survive relying on the sap of the Divine Tree. Each of you will go to one of these villages and handle this matter."
And so, the struggle for succession began, the curtain rising.
Asura believed that people should not always rely on the sap of the Divine Tree. They should rely on their own diligent hands to create a new water source.
He distributed his chakra to the villagers. The villagers were puzzled at first. The Divine Tree's sap was endless, and this was so troublesome. Why bother?
Initially, the villagers did not react much, instead thinking Asura was a fool. But gradually, seeing Asura tirelessly working to dig for water, they were moved.
One by one, the men joined his efforts. The women brought food for the men, creating a scene of harmony and joy.
Until one day, Asura exerted strength, pressing down with his hoe, and water gushed out from below. A smile spread across Asura's face!
"Everyone! There's water! Quickly, stack the prepared well stones!" Asura's voice was filled with joy, and this emotion spread to everyone present. They used prepared ropes to lower the well stones down. Asura took the stones, stacking them one by one, before finally leaping up.
"From now on, everyone can use a rope to lower a wooden bucket down to draw water! This water is inexhaustible!" Asura's sunny smile infected everyone.
The villagers lifted him high, shouting his name. Asura's laughter spread throughout the entire village.
This was a well earned through everyone's effort and struggle, through the hard work of companions. So, everyone valued this well greatly.
In contrast, Indra, relying on his exceptional personal ability, unconditionally provided water for the villagers and destroyed the Divine Tree. Because this water source came easily, the people did not value it much.
But who knew that later, that village would fight fiercely over this water source, ultimately leading to its destruction.
All of this was seen by Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki. Faced with Indra, who always relied on his own ability to overcome difficulties, he believed that Asura's way of dealing with people and the bonds with his friends were correct.
Therefore, ignoring the eldest son's talent and effort, he chose Asura, who had a strong popular base and many bonds, as the heir to the Shinobi Sect.
He ordered the eldest son, Indra, to assist Asura, helping him manage the Shinobi Sect.
In that moment, Indra felt as if the sky had fallen. He couldn't believe the decision made by the Sage of Six Paths. He began to hate, to suffer. He looked at Asura, who wore a worried expression.
From then on, the two brothers completely broke apart. Indra turned and left the Shinobi Sect.
Instigated by Black Zetsu, he denied the Shinobi Sect, denied that hypocritical peace, and began creating various ninjutsu for war, exploiting human nature, declaring war on Asura and the Sage of Six Paths!
Thus began the prelude of never-ending war. As people's talents differed, they wanted more, and gradually, the Shinobi Sect also saw constant outbreaks of conflict due to competing interests.
Madara Uchiha fell silent. Through the genjutsu, he learned that Black Zetsu had appeared nearly a thousand years earlier than him. So, claiming to be his will was nothing but a means to deceive him and achieve his own goals.
As for Indra, he saw his own life. Looking at Asura, his expression became complicated, seeing Hashirama's shadow in him.
Combined with the earlier appearance of Indra's chakra within him, then Hashirama Senju must be the reincarnation of Asura.
Like Indra, he had no one behind him back then, attempting to crush everything with absolute power!
But he ultimately failed. He couldn't help but feel a bit disheartened now.
"Grandfather, you were not wrong. The one who was wrong was the biased old man, the Sage of Six Paths. He gave all his power to Asura, turning him from a person of dull aptitude into a powerful individual." Ryun Uchiha pointed to the scene where the Sage of Six Paths bestowed the Six Paths power upon Asura.
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