The three figures were blasted away in an instant, the deep trenches carved into the ground serving as silent proof of the overwhelming force that had struck them.
Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki slowly regained his senses, inhaling sharply. In front of him stood Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki, who had just coughed up a mouthful of blood. Though shielded by Momoshiki's earlier intervention, he had been sent flying outward—fortunately, suffering no real damage.
He appeared only slightly disheveled, yet this alone ignited a storm of humiliation and fury within him.
A member of the exalted Ōtsutsuki Clan—reduced to such a state by a mere planetary native?
"Damn him… damn them all!"
A violent surge of Chakra erupted from Momoshiki's body, his rage boiling over.
Kinshiki steadied himself, his gaze sharpening as he stared at Naruto and the others with grave seriousness.
"AHHHHH!!!"
"I want you all dead!!!"
This roar came from Ōtsutsuki Urashiki. The horn-like protrusion on his head had been shattered—an unbearable disgrace for him.
The surrounding space suddenly seemed to freeze, turning fragile like a mirror on the verge of shattering.
Urashiki moved first, swift and vicious.
Momoshiki, focusing instantly, activated Yomotsu Hirasaka. A black spatial corridor opened, and both he and Kinshiki stepped into it—reappearing moments later beside Madara and Might Guy.
Oddly, Naruto's group remained motionless, showing no response despite Momoshiki and Kinshiki standing right next to them.
But if one looked carefully, Naruto and Sasuke's eyes did flicker in their direction—yet they made no move.
Urashiki whipped out his Six Paths-grade chakra-stealing tool, shaped like a fishing rod, and cast it toward Might Guy. The glowing red line embedded itself into Guy's body without inflicting any physical harm.
A sharp tug followed—Urashiki forcibly reeled out a condensed sphere of Chakra, just as he had once attempted to steal Naruto's and others' chakra in the original timeline.
Urashiki then attacked Guy directly, sending the Taijutsu master flying.
In that instant, the frozen world cracked—and reality resumed.
Momoshiki wasted no time either, unleashing his assault on Madara and Hashirama.
The two legends were slammed into the earth. Only after impact did they realize their bodies could move again, surprise flashing across their faces.
Meanwhile, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya avoided the strike entirely, slipping through Yomotsu Hirasaka. It had all happened so abruptly—space freezing, a burst of smoke—and then the world snapped back to normal.
Orochimaru and the others, being weaker, could only stare in confusion. They had no idea how Madara and Hashirama had been knocked aside.
Shisui, thanks to his honed Sword Intent, remained conscious. Madara and Hashirama managed to stay mentally aware too. But Orochimaru and the rest had their consciousness frozen the moment Urashiki activated the time-stopping effect.
Among them all, only one person felt genuine excitement.
Naruto.
His grasp of time had always been vague. But just now—assisted by Heaven Rewards Diligence—his understanding of time had leapt forward another step.
It was clear he had directly touched the power of time itself, saving months of harsh training.
Naruto looked at Urashiki with newfound interest.
The man carried several intriguing abilities. Beyond the chakra-stealing rod, what fascinated Naruto most was the time-freezing technique.
Unfortunately, it seemed effective only against beings below the Demigod level.
According to the original Ōtsutsuki lore, their clan possessed countless hidden treasures. Even though this universe transcended many others, these relics remained formidable.
"What… was that just now?" Orochimaru muttered, stunned.
Kaguya answered calmly:
"That was one of the Ōtsutsuki Clan's ancient relics—Spatial Restraint. It can temporarily freeze time, an advanced form of spatial manipulation. A normal Six Paths-level being cannot achieve this on their own. The tool was crafted by a reclusive elder of our clan who specialized in forging."
Orochimaru's eyes gleamed with a familiar fanaticism—his research fervor had surged to its peak once more.
"Wood Release: Thorns Kill!"
Senju Hashirama struck first. Countless massive tree-spikes burst from his arms, surging forward with overwhelming force.
"Amenominakanushi!"
Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki cast a disdainful glance at the First Hokage. He raised his left palm, the Rinnegan embedded within it swirling as it absorbed every fragment of Hashirama's attack.
Then, before the astonished group, Momoshiki unleashed an even stronger Wood Release—denser, more violent, and vast enough to blanket the heavens like a catastrophic tidal wave ready to swallow the world.
A moment later, a blinding flash cut through the sky.
Countless needle-thin lightning attacks—sharp as senbon—pierced the monstrous Wood Release. In an instant, the colossal forest shriveled, crumbling away like withered leaves, dispersing into drifting ash.
The source was revealed: Sasuke.
This was his first true strike since fusing with the Reincarnation Mark. He had remained silent until now, but the moment he acted, his power was overwhelming—effortlessly annihilating a Wood Release amplified by Momoshiki's Six Paths strength.
On the other side, Ōtsutsuki Urashiki believed that extracting Might Guy's Chakra would reduce him to a powerless puppet—easy to crush.
He was mistaken.
Even without Chakra, Might Guy could still mobilize the raw force of blood and life energy. In the original history, losing Chakra left everyone limp and helpless, barely able to move. But now?
Might Guy exploded upward, flipping into an inverted stance before driving a brutal kick directly into Urashiki's chin.
A second kick followed.
Then a third.
Then a rapid barrage.
He finished with a spinning strike that shattered Urashiki's leg clean off.
Whoosh!
A soft, slicing sound cut through the air.
Accompanied by a spray of blood.
Urashiki stared in disbelief at the young man who now stood before him.
He hadn't even seen how the boy arrived.
It was Sasuke.
After absorbing the immense power contained within the Reincarnation Mark, Sasuke had stepped into a realm unmatched in the Shinobi World—
A Four-Revolutions Demigod.
For comparison, Naruto at this moment possessed only Two-Revolutions Demigod strength.
Yet Sasuke did not believe for even a moment that his higher realm guaranteed victory over Naruto. Naruto's combat capability was unfathomable—impossible to measure merely by rank.
"No…"
Momoshiki coughed out blood, his expression twisted in disbelief.
"No… impossible… how could you possess such power!?"
He could feel the violent, world-breaking energy tearing through his body—far surpassing the limits of the Six Paths.
"God… God… I am the true… true… God…!"
His voice trembled with unwillingness.
"I… I refuse… I refuse!"
The power raging inside him denied even the possibility of forming a Karma Seal.
He couldn't resist it.
He couldn't contain it.
He couldn't accept it.
For the first time, Momoshiki—self-proclaimed god—felt the crushing weight of despair.
(End of Chapter)
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