Uchiha Soren
Bloodline: Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan
Divine Abilities: Susanoo – War God Form, Amenominakanushi
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Overall Combat Evaluation: Six Paths Level (Lower–Middle–Upper)
After years of relentless battles, Uchiha Soren's true body had finally stepped into the Six Paths tier. Compared to before, his strength had risen dramatically.
Defeating Otsutsuki Hagoromo in a one-on-one fight was no longer an issue.
But facing both Hagoromo and Otsutsuki Hamura at the same time would make it difficult to protect the entire ninja world.
If I had nothing tying me down…
I might have already rushed straight at the Otsutsuki brothers—just like when I first awakened the Mangekyō and went to intercept Tobirama.
But things are different now.
Back in the Snow Ninja Village of the ninja world, Soren stood on the deck of a ship traveling through the frozen seas. Beside him were Kaori and Uchiha Zhilli, admiring the endless blizzard stretching across the horizon.
Those thoughts quietly passed through his mind.
Meanwhile, on the Magic Continent, Soren's clone stepped out of his command tent.
On the training field outside the camp, countless battle ninjas watched him with a mixture of respect and confusion as he walked toward the platform.
The atmosphere of war had not yet faded.
The air still carried the scent of dust and blood.
On the field that once burned with ambition and determination, Soren faced the exhausted soldiers whose morale had fallen after the brutal battle.
His voice was slow but firm.
"My warriors… we have just endured a difficult battle."
"A battle where victory was not ours—at least for now."
"But let me tell you something."
"This is not the end."
"This is the beginning of the path toward our success."
The battle ninjas slowly raised their heads.
Whether in strength or spirit, Soren was their leader.
They longed to hear something—anything—that could restore their hope.
Soren continued:
"We have fought side by side."
"To destroy the cruel power of the Great Tomb and establish the unmatched prestige of the ninja world."
"We were never afraid of bloodshed."
"We were never afraid of sacrifice."
"Because we knew that every fall would allow us to stand stronger afterward."
His words cut through the gloom like a blade.
The soldiers began recalling the vows they made when they first joined the Royal Court Ninja Army.
Soren's voice felt like spring rain nourishing dry earth.
"Today, we cannot call this a victory."
"But neither can we call it defeat."
"Our faith has not fallen."
"Our courage has not fallen."
"And…"
"Our comrades have not fallen either."
The moment those words left his mouth—
Shock spread through the entire army.
Uchiha Hikaru frowned in confusion.
Uzumaki Mito and Uzumaki Minako, however, seemed to realize something.
"Today," Soren continued, "I will show you a power."
"A power that surpasses life and death."
He slowly raised both hands.
A faint glow of magic flickered within his deep eyes.
The heavens seemed to respond.
Countless starlights descended from above, and a mysterious aura filled the air.
Under the stunned gazes of the soldiers, Soren's fingers began tracing symbols through the air.
Each rune shimmered with pale blue light.
They resembled stars shining in the night sky.
The runes quickly combined into a massive magic circle, spreading across the entire training ground and radiating a sacred brilliance.
The soldiers held their breath.
They had never witnessed such an enormous magic formation before.
It felt as if the world itself was trembling.
Soren's voice echoed once more.
"Rise again… my warriors."
"Return to this battlefield."
"Continue the mission you left unfinished."
The moment he finished speaking—
The magic circle erupted with dazzling light.
It was as though the sun had risen from the earth itself.
The entire field was illuminated like daytime.
Within that light—
Familiar figures slowly appeared.
Their faces still carried the determination they had shown in battle.
Those who had fallen on the battlefield—
were standing once more.
Alive.
"This… this is a miracle!"
One battle ninja whispered in disbelief.
As the resurrected warriors appeared one after another, the soldiers felt their emotions surge uncontrollably.
Some even had tears in their eyes.
The revived warriors looked around in confusion, like people waking from a long dream.
Eventually their gazes landed on Soren.
Their eyes filled with gratitude and awe.
"Leader… was this your power?"
One resurrected Uchiha battle ninja asked with trembling voice.
Soren nodded slightly.
Instantly—
The entire training field erupted into thunderous cheers.
The atmosphere ignited with excitement.
"I've never seen resurrection like this…"
Uzumaki Mito stared at the scene in complete disbelief.
She had considered many possibilities.
The Impure World Reincarnation developed by Senju Tobirama.
The resurrection magic of the Magic Continent.
But this—
Reviving hundreds of warriors with a single action…
And with almost no loss of their strength…
In Mito's eyes—
Soren had become something like a living god.
"As expected of Brother Soren."
"No wonder he stayed so calm earlier."
The Uchiha clan always fought on the front lines.
During that brief but brutal battle, nearly half of the fifty elite Uchiha jonin had fallen.
Now that they had all returned—
Hikaru could not hide her joy.
"This is your father."
Minako gently placed a hand over her slightly rounded abdomen.
The worry and anxiety she once felt had completely disappeared.
Soren stood quietly on the platform.
His gaze was distant.
This large-scale resurrection spell was the result of many years of research.
All battle ninjas bearing the Eight Thousand Spear Mark had a special safeguard.
The moment they died—
their souls were preserved using Soren's ascension energy.
Their chakra, representing both physical and spiritual energy, was also retained by the mark.
With both soul and chakra preserved—
reviving them required only a small amount of additional energy.
After defeating more than a hundred high-level magical creatures earlier, Soren had more than enough energy to spare.
Reviving them all at once cost him almost nothing.
Still—
Soren knew this power could not be used carelessly.
"Resurrection cannot become something repeated endlessly."
"I need to establish proper rules for it."
Above the battlefield, the stars glittered quietly as if witnessing this miracle.
Under the moonlight, Soren's figure seemed larger than ever.
The soldiers did not understand the mechanics behind the miracle.
But that did not stop them from seeing him as something close to a god.
Amid the fervent gazes of the army—
Soren vanished from the platform.
Meanwhile, Shima and Fukasaku, who had finally recovered from their shock, hurried after him.
After all—
Mount Myoboku had also shed blood for the ninja world.
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