"An unknown entity. May I ask, what can I possibly know by receiving these three cards?"
Even someone as arrogant as Madara used respectful language when addressing Su Han.
"Most of what you want to know!"
Su Han had already come up with many ingenious schemes based on his previous illusions. In an instant, stacks of comic books appeared in front of Uchiha Madara.
"Huh?!" Madara paused, his expression turning strange. He picked up the top manga and began to read it. It was the Naruto manga, telling the story of Naruto Uzumaki.
"Fourth Hokage, the era I'm currently in... is still the era of the Third Hokage. In other words, is this really a story from the future?"
Deeply shaken, Madara didn't stop his hand, watching intently.
“I want to ask,” the white-bearded man opened his mouth, but in the end, he looked directly at Su Han and, instead of asking about his own future, asked softly, “May I look at the newspaper or book-like thing that guy is holding?”
“If Ban himself has no objections,” Su Han replied.
"I'll answer that question after I've finished reading it myself," Madara said with an air of aloofness.
"Actually, if you want to watch them together, that's fine too." Su Han chuckled, and the void twisted with his thoughts, condensing into another card. It landed in front of Madara.
"What is this again?" Madara frowned, looking at Su Han with a puzzled expression.
"Hold onto this card, and if you wish, you can enter the virtual world I just showed you!" Su Han explained softly. "The events are the same, but the immersive experience and the scenes in the virtual world are much grander."
"Is that so?" Madara gripped the card, and with a thought, the surrounding scenery underwent a dramatic change. He was suddenly transported into the opening scene of Naruto.
Huang Rong surveyed the incredibly realistic scene around her, even reaching out to grab the arm of a little girl walking past her. But she didn't manage to grab her; instead, she only caused a ripple in the air.
"A real illusion!" Huang Rong looked at the isolated blond boy in the distance, her eyes sparkling.
"Then, this meeting is adjourned for now," Su Han said, though he desperately wanted to go to the real world immediately to escape his predicament as quickly as possible, he still forced himself to appear calm on the surface. "If you want to leave, just think about leaving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Han's figure gradually disappeared.
Huang Rong's eyes darted around, and she suddenly asked, "Then how should we address you?"
Su Han's gradually disappearing body paused slightly before he replied, "The member sitting in this chair is a member of the Council of All Heavens."
“You can call me Speaker of the Council.”
...
The real world.
Su Han suddenly opened his eyes, breathing slightly. He flipped his palm, and three cards appeared.
Hopefully it will work!
The moment Su Han had the idea of fusing the three cards, they silently merged into his body.
"So that's how it's integrated? That's quite idealistic!"
Su Han made a comment. Then he suddenly realized that the existence of the misty space in his mind was actually quite idealistic.
With the next breath, a wealth of knowledge flooded Su Han's mind, and he felt no pain.
Su Han felt as if he were practicing various Fire Release ninjutsu a thousand times. He continuously used the Sharingan, gradually evolving it until it finally became the Rinnegan… and merging Wood Release cells into his body…
Suddenly opening his eyes, Su Han's pupils turned blood red, and one of the tomoe (magatama) began to spin rapidly. Then, a second tomoe appeared, a third tomoe... The tomoe merged into one, transforming into the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. Furthermore, the Mangekyou Sharingan gradually transformed into the Rinnegan.
However, the change only lasted for a moment, and soon the Rinnegan shrank back into the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.
"The Rinnegan can be used! But it consumes too much energy, so it's unnecessary."
Realizing this, Su Han didn't insist. He looked around again, and the world seemed different to him.
A faint black mist rose from the void, and outside the door, eerie tentacles lurked on the walls and the ground, wriggling from time to time.
Su Han suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively exited the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan state, reverting to the Three-Tomoe state. Only then did he stop seeing the eerie tentacles outside the door!
“That was,” Su Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face grim, “this is not a ghost world at all.”
"It looks like it's been mentally corrupted... more like the Cthulhu mythos?"
If the Eternal Kaleidoscope weren't a symbol of Yin Release, inherently representing extremely strong spiritual power, Su Han felt that he might develop some mental problems after that one glance.
After a brief silence, Su Han shook his head. "Regardless of whether ghosts or these strange gods exist in this world, the most important thing now is to leave this house."
Su Han slowly stood up. He first checked his body, and to his relief, it was probably due to the fusion of the cards that he didn't have Hashirama Senju's face appear on his chest like Madara...
The Hashirama cells, just like the power he already possessed, were incredibly docile, and at this moment they were continuously bestowing chakra upon him.
"The chakra provided by Hashirama cells is very limited... It seems I need to develop it myself to possess the inexhaustible, powerful chakra of Madara and the First Hokage!"
Su Han shook his head, lightly stomped his foot, and his figure rushed to the door with a whoosh. He formed several hand seals, took a deep breath, and suddenly exhaled.
"Fire Release: The Art of Extinguishing Great Fire."
The door was instantly ripped open. Blazing flames shot straight into the eerie, dark corridor, burning and replacing all the ghostly objects.
A sharp, mournful cry rang out, and countless tentacles danced in the flames as Su Han's figure rushed into the gloomy corridor.
Countless tentacles, stained with flames but not yet completely incinerated, rushed towards Su Han's body. Su Han's pupils flashed with three tomoe, and he knew the trajectory of each tentacle in his mind.
He merely turned slightly to the side, dodging all the tentacles' attacks with minimal movement, his figure shooting like an arrow, ultimately crashing into the glass at the end of the corridor.
With a loud clang, Su Han tumbled several times in mid-air, shaking off all the glass shards, and landed steadily on the wall.