[Ding! Uchiha Madara has entered the arena.]
[Ding! Great Onmyoji has entered the arena.]
Beryl, who was looking at the Chat Group messages, was utterly bewildered.
What's going on? What conflict do they have?
She had just come online, briefly glanced at the new member's information, but hadn't had time to check the public chat.
Uchiha Madara, as an administrator, and the new member, Asakura Hao, were actually fighting.
Uchiha Madara stood in the arena with his arms crossed over his chest, a young body radiating youthful power.
At this moment, Uchiha Madara did not display the essence of the Four Mad Laughters.
His gaze calmly fixed on the young man opposite him.
"Brat! Take back what you just said. I don't care if you insult me, but you shouldn't insult the Group Leader."
Beryl was quietly watching the drama unfold, but then the drama found her.
Asakura Hao insulted her? What did he insult?
She quickly scanned the public chat.
And saw—
Too insignificant... just ants.
Wait, those words seemed arrogant, but to say they were insulting, not really.
They were just words that made people uncomfortable.
"A little touching!"
Uchiha Madara was actually fighting someone for her.
However, she felt something was off.
Beryl turned her attention to the arena live stream.
Asakura Hao smirked, "I didn't insult anyone, I was just stating the truth. Since it's a Chat Group spanning countless worlds, of course, the Group Leader should be someone strong."
"I think my strength is enough to be the Group Leader."
Asakura Hao, the Great Onmyoji from a thousand years ago, a strong individual who had transcended life and death.
He believed no one was more suitable to be the Group Leader of this group than him.
"How arrogant! Just because your title has 'thousand years' in it?"
"If you want to be the Group Leader, defeat me, Uchiha Madara, first!"
"By the way, I'm an administrator appointed by the Group Leader, so my strength is naturally very strong too," Uchiha said confidently.
After his last battle with the Group Leader, Uchiha Madara had undergone multiple rounds of mental simulations, and he believed he was definitely stronger than before.
"Something's not right."
Beryl frowned.
Uchiha Madara shouldn't be so easily provoked.
[World's No. 1 Princess: "@Everyone, is anyone there? What's going on with Uchiha Madara and this new member?"]
After all, there was a lot of information in the public chat, but Beryl hadn't read it all, only the last few messages.
[Lumine: "@World's No. 1 Princess, I'm not sure about the specifics... but Uchiha Madara's personality isn't like someone who would directly enter a fight after being slightly provoked."]
To be honest, Lumine was also very surprised.
The new member, the Great Onmyoji, had only said some rather arrogant words when he joined the group, and after that, he didn't say much. Moreover, she vaguely felt that Uchiha Madara had enticed the other party to provoke him.
The purpose was unknown.
[World's No. 1 Princess: "Did he do it on purpose?"]
[Lumine: "I didn't say that."]
[World's No. 1 Princess: "..."]
Lumine had also learned to argue.
Beryl pondered for a while but couldn't find an answer, so she turned her attention to the live stream.
Uchiha Madara stared at the person opposite him, his voice indifferent: "Show me your strength, Asakura Hao, where is your Fire Spirit?"
Asakura Hao gave a chilling smile: "An administrator's permissions can see group members' information? No wonder I felt something was off."
"Aren't you worried that if you accidentally lose, you'll bring shame to your esteemed Group Leader?"
Asakura Hao was not clear about Uchiha Madara's strength.
However, he was the strongest Onmyoji in a thousand years and did not believe he would lose.
"Since you're not attacking, I will."
Uchiha Madara formed hand seals.
"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation."
A massive sea of fire surged forward, spreading rapidly and reaching Asakura Hao's vicinity in the blink of an eye.
"Heh—"
Asakura Hao smiled faintly.
A giant soul body appeared, deep red in color, exuding immense pressure.
The Fire Spirit reached out its hand towards the entire sea of fire.
Its palm, like a whirlpool, began to absorb the spreading sea of fire.
In a short while, the boundless sea of flames was completely absorbed by the Fire Spirit.
The Fire Spirit's body also grew slightly larger than before.
"Indeed... a soul body of the power of nature."
Uchiha Madara noticed Asakura Hao standing on the Fire Spirit's shoulder.
"After this incident, I'll probably have to apologize to the Group Leader."
Uchiha Madara collected his thoughts, his dark eyes rapidly changing, bypassing the Eternal Mangekyo, and directly transforming into the Rinnegan.
"Oh?"
Seeing the change in Uchiha Madara's eyes, a hint of surprise appeared on Asakura Hao's face.
"Very strong, not just talk."
Feeling the immense pressure emanating from Uchiha Madara, this was the first time he had sensed such pressure in a thousand years.
"Those eyes can connect life and death."
As a Great Onmyoji who had transcended life and death, he quickly noticed the strangeness of Uchiha Madara's eyes.
"Interesting."
"A battle should be evenly matched, but I wonder if you have that ability."
Asakura Hao shouted, "Fire Spirit, let's go."
His 1.2 million spiritual power indicated that he had almost reached the pinnacle of his world.
He hadn't expected that a strange Chat Group he accidentally entered today would contain an opponent that ignited his fighting spirit.
The Fire Spirit disintegrated in the blink of an eye, and the next moment, it reformed behind Uchiha Madara.
Asakura Hao stood on the Fire Spirit's shoulder and said, "I'll take your soul."
The Fire Spirit reached out to grab Uchiha Madara.
"Limbo: Border Jail."
Uchiha Madara whispered.
Just as the Fire Spirit was about to grab Uchiha Madara.
"Bang"
The Fire Spirit was hit hard, and Asakura Hao, who was standing on its body, was sent flying backward with it.
"What, what's going on?"
Asakura Hao controlled the Fire Spirit to stop its retreat, his eyes becoming sharp.
He glanced at the Fire Spirit's right chest, where some cracked lines appeared.
"Invisible attack?"
He could sense it, but he couldn't see it.
"That means it's not in the same space."
Asakura Hao extended two fingers and gently drew them across his eye sockets. Immediately, his eyes glowed with a strange light.
"I see it."
Two shadow-like figures, exactly like Uchiha Madara, seemed to be his clones.
"Was that thing that kicked the Fire Spirit?"
To be honest, that was just a preliminary probe.
Being able to easily send the Fire Spirit flying was quite surprising to him.
Uchiha Madara did not continue attacking, instead analyzing the Fire Spirit's structure through the sensation of Limbo: Border Jail.
"Soul, the power of nature..."
"It seems easy to understand, but it's very difficult to do."
Uchiha Madara muttered.
In the Chat Group,
Beryl was watching the exchange between Uchiha Madara and Asakura Hao.
"So that's it, no wonder Uchiha Madara wanted to fight Asakura Hao, because of the Fire Spirit?"
This guy, Uchiha Madara, was actually so eager for strength.
Was it because he saw Lumine's battle with Osial earlier?
Whether it was or not, Beryl didn't know, but she roughly guessed Uchiha Madara's objective.
The Fire Spirit was a product of nature; in other words, it was constructed from the power of nature. Uchiha Madara's goal was to learn Sage Mode and comprehend natural energy.
Twirling a strand of her snow-white hair at her temple, Beryl softly murmured, "Indeed, most villains have goals, dreams, and constantly strive for them."
Then, her gaze fell on Asakura Hao's position.
What was Asakura Hao's reason for provoking them?
She didn't believe that the Great Onmyoji who had lived for a thousand years through reincarnation, the future Shaman King, would have no cunning whatsoever, and just act like an idiot, constantly provoking others after joining the Chat Group.
"So, he also has his own agenda?"
This is tough!
Especially, what bothered Beryl more than Asakura Hao and Uchiha Madara.
In Soul Society, Aizen Sōsuke.
Yes, that hair gel guy.
...
Soul Society, 5th Division barracks.
At his desk, Aizen Sōsuke was quietly practicing calligraphy.
But the lenses of his glasses subtly reflected light, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
"Other worlds... administrator, Group Leader. My horizons have broadened, and my zenith has also become higher," Aizen Sōsuke put down the brush in his hand, then, as if thinking of something, he said faintly, "Rukia Kuchiki has already gone to the Human World, and the plan can pretty much begin."
"Ichigo, don't disappoint me!"