"You think you've already won?"
"Kawakaze Hatake, you're underestimating far too much."
"In that case... Chibaku Tensei."
Madara had never suffered such humiliation before. In the past, he was always the one putting on a display—never the other way around.
In the next instant, he leaped into the air, his entire body ascending rapidly.
With one hand raised, a dense, irregular black chakra sphere began to form in his palm.
The sphere expanded to the size of his head before suddenly detonating.
As Madara clasped his hands together, the earth roared in response.
The golden sand was drawn upward, revealing the solid ground beneath. Under the imnse gravitational force, the earth cracked apart, and countless rocks and debris mixed with sand were pulled skyward.
The battle montarily halted as everyone struggled against the overwhelming pull.
Before long, more than a dozen teor-like masses had taken shape in the sky.
Darkness lood as the heavens and earth seed to tremble.
The shinobi who had only just escaped the terrifying suction instinctively looked up, not yet able to savor the relief of survival.
Then, their expressions froze.
"You've got to be kidding ... Is this the true power of Madara Uchiha?"
"Are we going to die here?"
The ordinary jonin who had followed Hayato stood dumbstruck, their legs turning weak.
Fear consud them entirely, rendering them unable to even move.
"So this... is the real power of the Rinnegan?"
"As I thought, I'm still far too weak," Nagato muttered, staring at the sky.
Madara's Chibaku Tensei was on an entirely different level from his own.
"Incredible..."
Even the reanimated Kages couldn't help but marvel at the sight.
For the first ti, they felt a strange sense of relief that they were brought back as Edo Tensei corpses.
Hashirama, too, was montarily dazed. This was even more overwhelming than Tengai Shinsei had been before.
With so many teors, how were they supposed to deal with them?
Even for Kawakaze, stopping this wouldn't be easy, right?
"Can you really block this attack?"
Madara roared as he forcefully thrust his hands downward.
The teors plumted toward the earth, their sheer speed creating deafening sonic booms as they tore through the atmosphere.
"This technique of yours may look terrifying..."
"But in reality, it's nothing more than a flashy show."
Kawakaze remained unfazed, barely sparing a glance at the falling teors before shifting his gaze away.
"Oh?"
"Then let's see how you plan to stop it."
Madara scoffed, disregarding Kawakaze's words entirely.
Even if he could shatter all the teors, the debris alone would be enough to annihilate the Konoha shinobi below.
If Kawakaze wanted to make things difficult for him, then no one else would be getting off easy either.
"Watch closely."
"And don't blink."
The mont his words fell, Kawakaze vanished from atop the Great Buddha.
He reappeared in midair, wielding a massive blade ford from a Truth-Seeking Orb, its surface crackling with lightning.
"Sage Art: Kenjutsu – Lightning Fury!"
With a furious roar, Kawakaze's figure streaked across the sky like a bolt of lightning.
Suspended in midair, his robes billowed wildly in the raging currents of wind, his entire being enveloped in surging Senjutsu chakra.
He spun once at an incredible speed, creating a fierce gust that howled through the battlefield. Then, gripping the massive Truth-Seeking Orb sword with both hands, he prepared to strike.
The colossal blade trembled under the infusion of imnse Senjutsu energy, as if a force of ten thousand tons was about to erupt from within.
Crackling arcs of lightning danced along the sword's surface, slithering like living creatures. The sizzling sound of electricity filled the air as the radiant energy coiled around the blade.
The mont the sword sliced through the void, the accumulated lightning found its release.
Like a volcanic eruption, the energy surged outward in an unstoppable torrent.
At that instant, it was as if an invisible giant hand had stirred the heavens and earth. The skies churned, the clouds twisted, and dazzling streaks of lightning spiraled wildly before condensing into a massive force.
In the blink of an eye, it expanded into an imnse net of interwoven lightning, engulfing a massive teor above.
The once-darkened sky blazed with an otherworldly brilliance.
Boom!
As the lightning net struck the teor, it fractured into countless smaller lightning tendrils.
The electric serpents slithered rapidly across the surface of the teor, slipping through every crevice like spectral eels.
Everywhere they passed, the rock structure of the teor disintegrated like fragile glass, collapsing from the inside out.
What had once seed as vast as a small planet now appeared pitifully fragile before this overwhelming technique.
The sheer destructive force behind Kawakaze's sword far exceeded even the deadly power of Dust Release.
In re monts, the colossal teor was reduced to dust, its remnants dispersing into the sky like a fleeting illusion—
As if it had never truly existed.
Yet the Lightning Sword Net did not stop.
After erasing the first teor, its montum surged even stronger.
With an unstoppable force, it shot toward the second teor, its speed rivaling that of pure light, leaving only an afterimage in its wake.
In the span of a few breaths, the lightning net had completely enshrouded all the remaining teors.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of earth-shattering explosions rang out like the very heartbeat of the heavens, echoing across the vast ninja world.
From afar, the scene resembled that of an ancient deity wielding a divine brush forged from the stars.
With a single stroke, the impending doomsday-like teors—each capable of annihilating entire nations—were utterly erased from existence.
The sheer magnitude of this destruction left all who witnessed it speechless.
As they watched those colossal teors, large enough to reshape the landscape of the Shinobi World, be obliterated in an instant,
The shock that gripped them was beyond words.
Everyone present gazed at the sky in a daze, as if struck by divine lightning.
Their minds went blank, buzzing with disbelief.
Their very souls trembled before this power that defied imagination, drowning them in an overwhelming sense of awe.
No one—no matter how experienced or battle-hardened—could remain composed.
Even Hashirama, along with the gathered Kage-level shinobi, stood frozen, their expressions locked in sheer disbelief.
Their faces were filled with shock, their emotions thrown into absolute turmoil.
If Madara's Chibaku Tensei had already pushed them into despair, shaking their resolve,
Then Kawakaze's effortless swing—shattering world-ending teors like they were re pebbles—
Made them feel as if they had stepped into an absurd, incomprehensible dream.
This display of power defied everything they had ever known.
Even Uchiha Madara, who had always held himself in the highest regard, could not maintain his usual composure.
For the first ti, his expression changed drastically.
A flicker of undeniable shock flashed in his eyes.
This sword strike...
Had exceeded even his wildest expectations.
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