Around Lin Xuan, there were more than twenty people locked up. Apart from a few who were too far to notice the commotion—or those so numb and lifeless they no longer cared—most stared at him in wide-eyed astonishment.
Clearly, his newly gained Prestige Points had come from their reactions.
That instant, Lin Xuan finally understood how the system's "shock value" mechanic worked.
Meanwhile, the ugly dungeon guard, stunned for a second, suddenly exploded with rage.
"Well, well, looks like we've really got a dead man walking! You wanna die? I'll grant your wish!"
He grabbed the keys in a fury, stomped over, and flung open the cell door. With the whip raised high, he advanced on Lin Xuan, murderous intent pouring off him.
But Lin Xuan's expression didn't change in the slightest. In fact, the corner of his lips twitched upward.
A perfect sacrifice, delivered right to his feet.
As the guard came within striking distance and raised his whip to lash, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed sharply.
"System! Activate Transdimensional Impure World Reincarnation! Target: Uchiha Madara! Sacrifice: the ugly guard standing before me!"
At once—
Wummm!
A strange, powerful energy erupted from Lin Xuan's body, expanding outward in an instant and enveloping the startled guard.
A blinding white light burst forth as motes of dust surged in from all directions, wrapping the man tightly within them!
"W-What… what's happening?!"
The guard's terrified voice echoed as he struggled madly, but the force binding him was irresistible.
Everyone else in the dungeon froze in shock—including Silvers Rayleigh himself, eyes widening as the scene unfolded.
They watched, stunned, as the guard's body was completely cocooned in a swirling shell of dust—like a giant chrysalis.
Then—
"AAAHHH!"
A scream tore out from within, only to cut off abruptly.
The cocoon split open.
The guard's body was gone—replaced by a tall, imposing man clad in crimson armor, long black hair flowing behind him, his entire presence radiating a cold, oppressive killing intent.
Lin Xuan's eyes lit up. It worked!
The man standing before him was none other than the legendary Uchiha Madara himself—his aura overwhelming, his gaze like twin blades cutting through the dark.
The others, however, were dumbfounded. Even Rayleigh was momentarily speechless.
They couldn't comprehend what they'd just seen—how a prison guard could suddenly transform into someone completely different!
"An ability from a Devil Fruit?" Rayleigh muttered, frowning. But the next moment, he shook his head. "No… that can't be. He's wearing Sea-Prism Stone cuffs. He shouldn't be able to use any Devil Fruit power."
He'd noticed Lin Xuan's peculiarity earlier. Most prisoners wore ordinary shackles, but Lin Xuan's were made of Sea-Prism Stone—something only used on Devil Fruit users.
When Lin Xuan had first appeared in this world, his arrival had ripped open space itself, so the slavers had assumed he possessed a rare spatial-type Devil Fruit ability and immediately captured him as a valuable commodity—thus the Sea-Prism Stone restraints.
But now, seeing this scene, it was clear that those cuffs couldn't suppress whatever this was.
If even Rayleigh was confused, the others were completely lost.
At that moment, the newly reborn Madara slowly opened his eyes—revealing a pair of crimson irises swirling with three-tomoe Sharingan.
"Impure World Reincarnation…? That dull little technique created by Senju Tobirama?"
He muttered the words coldly as he examined his new body, feeling the texture of ash and earth that composed it.
But then—his expression changed abruptly. His eyes widened.
"No… this world… it's unfamiliar. This isn't the Shinobi World!"
The realization shook even the mighty Uchiha Madara. The calm arrogance vanished from his face, replaced by astonishment and confusion.
Lin Xuan, hearing his reaction, couldn't help but grin.
"As expected of Uchiha Madara—he noticed something was off immediately."
Madara's piercing gaze turned to him.
"You know me?"
His eyes narrowed as he sized Lin Xuan up. The youth was frail, devoid of even a trace of chakra—utterly ordinary by any ninja's standards. And yet… the boy had called him by name.
That was no coincidence.
Lin Xuan met his gaze head-on, admiring those crimson Sharingan eyes with open fascination. "Of course I know you," he said with a hint of pride. "Otherwise, why would I have brought you into this world?"
"You're saying you resurrected me through Impure World Reincarnation?"
Madara's brows furrowed, then he suddenly laughed—a deep, mocking laugh.
"Hahaha! You, a scrawny child without even a flicker of chakra, dare claim such nonsense? Don't make me laugh."
He shook his head, a sneer playing across his lips. "No matter. Whether you did or not doesn't matter. Even if you did, what of it? You think you can control me with this trivial technique? Don't insult me. I am Uchiha Madara!"
As his words echoed through the dungeon, he brought his hands together, swiftly forming seals—
—attempting to break free from the Impure World Reincarnation's control!