As Natsuhiko's chakra trembled, the originally golden chakra cloak covering his body gradually began to change color.
When the golden radiance completely faded, what replaced it was a deep blue glow. It appeared even more indistinct, yet it still retained the form of the Nine-Tails chakra cloak.
At this moment, Natsuhiko had truly unleashed every bit of power he possessed.
In truth, Natsuhiko had lied. It was not that he had never intended to use the power of the Jōgan. He had simply planned to take things slowly.
But Ōtsutsuki Shinya's actions had directly forced Natsuhiko into a dead end.
Sealing space-time movement was something truly unheard of, and Natsuhiko had genuinely been startled by this move.
The greatest reason he had dared to come to this place alone was because, if he encountered danger, he could use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape.
But now, Ōtsutsuki Shinya had directly locked down space itself, making it impossible for Natsuhiko to use the Flying Thunder God Technique.
This forced Natsuhiko to make the choice to completely unleash all of his power. After all, he truly had no intention of staying here forever.
As Natsuhiko's Jōgan Chakra Mode was fully completed, he suddenly felt as though the entire world had changed.
This was truly his first time covering himself with so many chakra modes at once.
The stacking of these powers made him feel as if he had already stepped into an entirely new realm.
However, he also knew that this was only a feeling. As for what kind of effect it would actually produce, that would still depend on the battle that followed.
At this moment, his eyes locked onto Ōtsutsuki Shinya, staring at the man who had forced him to this point.
But a moment later, the smile on his face suddenly became even brighter.
He really had not felt this kind of pressure in a very long time. Ever since he learned the Flying Thunder God Technique, if he encountered any troublesome enemy he could not defeat, he could always run.
Moreover, as his strength continued to increase, the number of seeds he obtained also grew, and his trump cards became more and more comprehensive.
Some battles had indeed brought him pressure, but to be honest, that pressure had never been enough.
That was because Natsuhiko had always known that, at the current stage, those people were simply incapable of causing him too much trouble.
But now, the situation was different. The strength of these Ōtsutsuki truly was not something the current shinobi world could compare to.
Even though every one of them was in an extremely poor physical condition, their strength was genuinely not weak.
Even that Ōtsutsuki Ran, who had already been reduced to ashes, made Natsuhiko feel that if he had been placed in the shinobi world and sent to deal with the previous war against Kumogakure, he probably could have crushed them with ease.
If he had gone all out, it would not have been impossible for him to wipe out all of Kumogakure.
Such overall quality and such individual strength could truly be called terrifying.
Especially the man Natsuhiko was facing now. Not only was his strength powerful, he could also control that "planet-destroying cannon," the enormous Tenseigan.
Facing this man, Natsuhiko truly felt considerable pressure. But precisely because of that, it gave him a different kind of feeling.
Sometimes, pressure was a good thing, especially since he had always kept in mind just how terrifying the people in the future would be.
Unfortunately, in the current shinobi world, there was no real point of comparison, which had always left him somewhat unable to find a direction.
But now, he seemed to have found a rather decent target.
What he needed to do was display all of his power and engage in a genuine, full-force collision.
This was not only for himself, but also for these eyes he had obtained through the system.
Ōtsutsuki Shinya also looked at Natsuhiko indifferently. When he saw Natsuhiko's current state, an extremely bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
This state truly resembled the Tenseigan Chakra Mode recorded in the ancient texts far too much.
Could it be that this man's eyes were actually Tenseigan?
The thought had only just appeared before he quickly strangled it. After all, the Tenseigan relied on the power of the Byakugan.
Moreover, he was far too familiar with the aura and power fluctuations of the Tenseigan. Natsuhiko's eyes did not possess that kind of fluctuation at all.
But no matter what kind of eyes this man had, as his enemy, Ōtsutsuki Shinya naturally had to kill him.
Once this man was dead, he could slowly study them all he wanted.
"What an unbelievable power. Truly a power capable of destroying the world."
Ōtsutsuki Shinya looked indifferently at Natsuhiko, who had already flown up to the same height as him.
His expression was calm, as though he did not feel any surprise at Natsuhiko's current state.
Or perhaps today's surprises had already numbed him.
"Whether it's a power that can destroy the world or not, I don't know, nor do I care." Natsuhiko gently shook his head and spoke leisurely.
"Actually, if you hadn't wasted so much time talking earlier, I might really not have been able to withstand your previous attack."
"A meaningless variable," Ōtsutsuki Shinya looked at Natsuhiko with disdain, raising his head slightly in arrogance.
"In truth, no matter what power you use, it is nothing more than struggling.
"Your ending has already been decided. No one can rewrite everything. Before absolute power, you have no room to resist!"
"I already told you—overconfidence is never a good thing," Natsuhiko said, shaking his head once more. He couldn't be bothered to argue further "Come on, then. Show me this absolute power of yours."
The moment the words left his mouth, Natsuhiko moved without hesitation. His fist shot forward like lightning. Even though he was floating in mid-air, the terrifying shockwave of the punch tore countless boulders from the ground and sent them flying in every direction.
Otsutsuki Shinya's expression never changed. He simply raised his shakujō and tapped it toward the incoming fist.
A circle of hazy white chakra light rippled out from the tip of the shakujō in his hand.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion engulfed the interior of the moon.
The shakujō and fist did not truly touch each other. It was as if they had been separated by an invisible force.
But at this instant, a shockwave visible to the naked eye suddenly spread outward in all directions.
Everything the shockwave passed was destroyed without exception.
Many of the buildings floating in the air shattered and collapsed at this moment. Only the towering temple at the very center remained unharmed.
"I told you, you will die."
Ōtsutsuki Shinya looked at Natsuhiko, who was now close at hand, his tone still so cold.
However, Natsuhiko had no intention of paying attention to him at all. When the power on his fist had almost been worn away, Natsuhiko quickly kicked out toward Ōtsutsuki Shinya.
But this kind of attack was also terribly ineffective against this man. He merely waved his hand lightly and blocked Natsuhiko's strike.
The terrifying impact made even Natsuhiko feel a little numbness in his foot. However, he took advantage of the recoil to pull open the distance.
"Yin–Yang Release: Wood Dragon Technique!"
As Natsuhiko flew backward, his hands quickly formed seals. Vast chakra flashed around his body, and immediately afterward, a pitch-black, enormous wood dragon rushed out from him.
The wood dragon roared as it lunged toward Ōtsutsuki Shinya, and a terrifying torrent of chakra rippled across its body.
Seeing this, Ōtsutsuki Shinya could not help but snort coldly. Then the terrifying Yin–Yang Release chakra inside his body erupted.
He aimed the silver shakujō in his hand at the roaring wood dragon, then lightly lowered it.
"Yin–Yang Release: Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack: Seventieth Form!"
The Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack had never been a fixed technique. The complete Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack encompassed all forms of fist techniques, palm techniques, and even the use of weapons.
As Ōtsutsuki Shinya lowered his shakujō, a ray of light that seemed capable of cleaving the world apart appeared in an instant. Along with the fall of the shakujō in his hand, it slashed down fiercely.
At that moment, even the sun in the sky, empowered by the Tenseigan, appeared incomparably dim.
That daylight-like radiance illuminated the entire interior of the Moon, to the point where even space itself seemed fragile under its pressure.
The wood dragon roared again and again. Amid the eruption of violent power, it collided with Ōtsutsuki Shinya's shakujō.
The clash of those two forces unleashed a thunderous roar so intense that even the surface of the temple standing above the clouds began to blur.
Cracks spread like spiderwebs across it, one after another. It was clear that the temple's surface was protected by a barrier.
Before the impact fully landed, Natsuhiko had already retreated and rapidly formed hand seals.
"Yin–Yang Release: Fivefold Rashōmon!"
Natsuhiko would not foolishly allow himself to be struck by these forces. How could he possibly not understand the current situation?
Moreover, Ōtsutsuki Shinya had long since activated a barrier as well. Although his movements had been concealed, they could not escape the observation of Natsuhiko's Jōgan at all.
At this moment, because he was too close to the center of the power collision, ripples had already appeared across his body.
Clearly, he had used the power of Yang Release to defend himself. Otherwise, this impact would absolutely have caused him a major problem.
The white shockwave was extremely fast. The instant Natsuhiko's Fivefold Rashōmon had just risen, the first gate was already reduced directly to powder.
Immediately afterward, the second gate quickly followed the first and turned into dust as well. The third gate finally managed to withstand the impact of this power slightly, and its destruction was no longer as quick as the previous two.
It first resisted for a short while before turning into fragments, and only then did it completely become powder.
The fourth gate lasted even longer before being destroyed. And when the shockwave reached the fifth gate, this time, the Rashōmon was not destroyed.
Although the fifth gate was still covered in cracks, at the very least, it had managed to hold.
It could only be said that this truly deserved to be the strongest defensive ninjutsu mastered by Senju Hashirama.
Even though this technique could be considered a summoning technique, and Rashōmon gates were more accurately described as special tools, their defensive ability was truly unparalleled.
After all, this was a technique capable of withstanding and altering the trajectory of the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb.
Even if the result this time was the same as when it faced the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb, with all the gates eventually shattering, it had still blocked a lethal attack. Natsuhiko could not ask for more.
Raising his head slightly, Natsuhiko looked toward Ōtsutsuki Shinya. This man's current condition was not good either.
Cracks covered his entire body, and his complexion was exceptionally pale.
However, as the shakujō in his hand trembled slightly, all the cracks across his body vanished in the next instant, and his complexion seemed to improve quite a bit as well.
But Natsuhiko saw very clearly that the flame of life within him seemed to have become somewhat precarious.
Even so, the old man paid no attention to his own condition at all. Natsuhiko also noticed that the pale yellow chakra inside his body was becoming denser and denser.
"The Tenseigan on the Moon, huh?"
Natsuhiko thought silently to himself. He still remembered the color of the Tenseigan that Ōtsutsuki Toneri had used.
Speaking of which, the Tenseigan came in many colors. Aside from the standard Tenseigan that, like Natsuhiko's Jōgan, shone with a brilliant blue light despite its different shape, there were others as well.
During the Ōtsutsuki clan's own internal war, the Tenseigan they used was a purple Tenseigan.
As for how exactly that eye came to be, Natsuhiko really could not determine it. After all, he remembered that it seemed they had sacrificed all of their own eyes.
But the branch family's eyes bore the Caged Bird Seal. How was that any different from a death sentence?
Apart from that purple one, there was another golden Tenseigan, the one placed inside Hamura's Temple during Ōtsutsuki Toneri's era.
This eye was very clearly the one Ōtsutsuki Shinya was using now, and it was also the target of Natsuhiko's operation this time.
For this old man to forcibly use the Tenseigan in his current condition was completely an act of throwing his life away.
After all, he was already old, and he still carried injuries inside his body.
Although he could continuously replenish his power through the Tenseigan, there was still a limit to how much power his aged body could endure.
If this continued, Natsuhiko would indeed remain in danger, but he really might not necessarily die. Ōtsutsuki Shinya, however, would probably be unable to bear it.
"In that case..."
As Natsuhiko thought this, he already had a strategy.
His hands formed seals once more, and vast chakra poured out at this moment.
"Yin–Yang Release: Sage Art: Wood Human Technique!"
Along with Natsuhiko's hand seals, the earth began to tremble. Although the giant wood dragon Natsuhiko had previously summoned had already been damaged, at this moment, under the restoration of Natsuhiko's chakra, it actually began recovering rapidly.
Not only that, its body began to split apart. Immediately afterward, a massive black figure appeared inside the Moon.
The giant infused with Natsuhiko's Yin–Yang Release chakra looked terrifying enough to drive anyone to despair.
Moreover, with Natsuhiko pouring out his full power without any restrictions, its size had already reached roughly two hundred meters.
Two hundred meters. That was the height of Uchiha Madara at his peak, as well as Uchiha Sasuke's Complete Body Susanoo.
Although Natsuhiko still had the even more terrifying True Several Thousand Hands, a technique that could be called one of the strongest in terms of destructive power in the shinobi world, he had yet to use it.
But that technique consumed far too much, and it was Natsuhiko's final trump card.
He wanted to see how Ōtsutsuki Shinya planned to deal with even this current state.
Slowly landing on top of the Wood Human's head, Natsuhiko's chakra surged once more. The previous wood dragon let out a roar, then quickly flew up and coiled around the Wood Human's body.
"I have to admit, you really are strong. But does that power of yours truly belong to you?"
Standing atop the Wood Human, Natsuhiko revealed a faint, teasing smile.
"I don't know where your power comes from, but your body doesn't seem capable of continuing to endure it.
"The flame of your life is almost extinguished. As long as I wait until you die, those clansmen of yours will truly have no saving left."
"I must admit, you have indeed exceeded my imagination, descendant of Ashura." Ōtsutsuki Shinya's expression remained cold and severe, and the shakujō in his hand continuously released brilliant radiance.
"But this is only the beginning. I said before that the power I wield is not something you can resist.
"You only have one ending, and that is death!"
Natsuhiko smiled as he looked at him. This time, he did not respond, but at that moment, the Wood Human suddenly charged out fiercely.
The Wood Human clenched its fist, and the wood dragon coiled around that fist. Accompanied by an unbelievable surge of chakra, it smashed viciously toward Ōtsutsuki Shinya.
The Wood Human did not possess weapons like Susanoo, but for the Wood Human, how was its entire body not a weapon?
Ōtsutsuki Shinya still looked at Natsuhiko indifferently. The chakra on his body grew stronger and stronger, and the pale yellow chakra also became increasingly dense.
At the instant the Wood Human's fist was about to strike him, his shakujō lightly tapped forward, and a black hole immediately appeared in the void.
"Yin–Yang Release: Summoning: Stone Statue Technique!"
A vast surge of chakra rose up, and from within the black hole, a gigantic stone statue radiating terrifying destructive power suddenly emerged.
The statue let out a deafening roar as an overwhelming torrent of chakra burst forth. It raised one massive hand and firmly caught the Wood Human's enormous fist.
In an instant, the raging chakra torrent annihilated the entire area. That silent destruction was even more terrifying than any audible devastation.
Everything around them quietly crumbled into dust, as though it had never existed at all.
...
In the shinobi world, Nagato stood silently beneath the rain.
The Land of Rain remained shrouded in endless rainfall, and Nagato had long since infused his own chakra into the rain to detect any outsiders entering the country.
The rain continuously drenched his body as he calmly raised his head to gaze at the bright moon hanging in the night sky.
At some unknown point, he had developed a particular fondness for looking up at the moon, as if something within that full moon in the sky was attracting him.
It was a wondrous feeling, and he was willing to follow it.
Especially in the dead of night, when he quietly looked at the bright moon alone, only then could his heart calm slightly.
Ever since Black Zetsu and that man claiming to be Uchiha Madara had left, Nagato had carried out an examination of his own body.
He examined himself in great detail, extremely carefully and thoroughly.
With the power of the Rinnegan assisting him, he truly found certain things hidden inside his body, things that should never have been there.
Although this discovery did not exceed his expectations, it still genuinely chilled him to the core.
Those damned bastards truly wanted to control him. They truly wanted him to do some horrifying things.
Nagato remained very calm, even though the impulse to kill those two had already become almost impossible to suppress in his heart.
But he knew that if he made a move now, it might lead to dangerous consequences he could not predict.
He had to endure. If he were alone, perhaps he would directly rise up and resist.
But he was not alone. For Konan's sake, he had to endure.
"I already pretended to be a fool once. So what if I pretend to be blind once more?"
Standing in the rain, Nagato suddenly laughed at himself.
Even now, he still remembered just how stupid he had looked back then, when he pretended to be that idiot full of sorrowful compassion for the world.
But no matter how stupid it was, he still had to pretend. He still had to do it.
These days, aside from examining his body and adapting to his current power, he had also been thinking very seriously about one question.
Was the path he was walking now truly correct?
In the past, he had never considered this question, because he had always struggled to survive within hatred.
The reason he listened to that man calling himself Uchiha Madara was because that man could provide him with a path to revenge.
Moreover, that man had also told him how to bring peace to the shinobi world.
According to him, if one wanted to end this chaotic world, then the best method was to use the Rinnegan to create a world for "losers."
The shinobi villages of the great nations bathed in sunlight, while the small nations could only survive in the cracks between those great nations.
If everything was to become peaceful and beautiful, then the best method was to make those great nations disappear.
That was Nagato's understanding. That was what Obito had told him when he first found Nagato.
Only, back then, all of this had been stopped by Yahiko. And after Yahiko died in the joint conspiracy between Konoha and Hanzō, Nagato believed that man.
But now, he had already begun to doubt.
Once the seed of doubt was buried in the soil of the heart, the speed at which it took root and sprouted would be unimaginably fast.
People were suspicious creatures. This was beyond question.
Even if it challenged his own beliefs, once Nagato completely stopped trusting the other party, even his own convictions would begin to shift.
Moreover, he now remembered Yahiko. He remembered just how strongly Yahiko had opposed that man who called himself Uchiha Madara.
"Could I have been wrong all along?"
Nagato quietly pondered this, his gaze still fixed on the bright moon in the sky. After a long while, he suddenly laughed at himself.
"Yahiko opposed that man so strongly, yet I arrogantly chose to cooperate with them. And now, can this be considered the bitter fruit I brought upon myself?"
Letting out a deep sigh, Nagato closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his gaze had already become incomparably firm.
Perhaps he had been wrong, but fortunately, he had not yet committed an unforgivable mistake.
What he needed to do now was think carefully. He needed to think about how true peace could actually be obtained.
When he had previously cooperated with "Uchiha Madara," he had not believed everything that man said either.
Following the combination of his own train of thought and Uchiha Madara's ideas, he had planned to obtain all the Tailed Beasts.
Only by gathering all the Tailed Beasts and causing every village to lose its strategic weapons could he proceed.
Then, as the God of the shinobi world, he would become the sole enemy of the entire shinobi world, forcing them to unite with only one goal in mind: dealing with him.
Only in that way could the shinobi world finally become peaceful.
But Black Zetsu and the others' actions had made Nagato truly afraid to continue down that path.
If he really did obtain all the Tailed Beasts, only to be controlled by them in the end, then the entire world would probably fall into endless terror.
"Perhaps I should find a way to make contact with those two groups of people."
Nagato silently muttered this in his heart, and this thought became increasingly firm.
The first one he wanted to meet was the individual Konan and Sasori had encountered — someone who had perfectly mastered the power of a Tailed Beast, yet continued to hide in the shadows.
The other was Senju Natsuhiko, the man who had awakened the eyes known as the Jōgan and had now become the Fifth Hokage of Konohagakure.
Nagato felt that perhaps only those two could give him the answer he sought, and perhaps only they could stand against that damned Uchiha Madara.
Thinking this, Nagato looked toward the sky once more. But a moment later, his brows furrowed slightly.
Because he discovered that the moon recently seemed somewhat strange.
...
"Hokage-sama, are you still not planning to come back?"
Inside Natsuhiko's home in Konoha, Kakashi looked at the Natsuhiko before him with a helpless expression.
Natsuhiko had already been gone for some time. The cave he had entered had long since been completely surrounded by Konoha's ANBU.
In truth, Kakashi really wanted to go in. He wanted to see what exactly was inside, and he wanted to search for the Hokage's true body.
However, putting aside the barrier inside the cave that made it impossible for them to set foot within, even the shadow clone Natsuhiko had left behind would not allow him to enter.
Faced with this, Kakashi had no choice but to give up. After all, there was nothing wrong with Natsuhiko's shadow clone, which also meant that Natsuhiko's real body was fine.
"I'm not sure exactly when I'll be back either. Honestly, even I didn't expect to be gone for this long."
Natsuhiko's shadow clone also looked rather helpless. He spread his hands as he spoke.
"Maybe I ran into some trouble. Maybe I'm learning something new. Who knows?
"In any case, just trust that my real body has no problems."
"Hokage-sama, what exactly is inside that place?"
Kakashi truly could not hold himself back anymore. His tone became somewhat forceful as he asked.
"As Hokage, leaving behind your subordinates and your people like this is truly terrible.
"Please stop being so willful. No matter how fascinating whatever is inside may be, you should come back already. If that really won't work, then let me go in and take a look."
"That's enough, Kakashi."
Natsuhiko's shadow clone shook his head. His plans did not include letting Kakashi go over there.
Although even he himself did not know what situation the main body had encountered, or why he had been gone for a month without returning, just as he had emphasized, the fact that he still existed meant there was no problem with the main body.
Letting out a slight sigh, Natsuhiko's shadow clone continued speaking.
"Don't dwell on it so much. Just do what needs to be done, and don't let anyone else find out."
"You've emphasized that countless times already." Kakashi could see Natsuhiko's insistence. In the end, he could only nod helplessly.
After all, Natsuhiko was the Hokage. He could only obediently listen.
"I understand. I just hope you come back sooner. But rest assured, I'll properly cooperate with whatever you need me to cooperate with."
"That's good."
Only then did Natsuhiko's shadow clone reveal a smile. He stood up and patted Kakashi on the shoulder.
"If I come back, I'll tell you immediately. Don't worry."
"I understand." Kakashi still looked incomparably helpless as he gave a bitter smile. "I really never expected that I would one day lie to everyone in Konoha together with the Hokage."
Hearing Kakashi's self-deprecating remark, Natsuhiko's shadow clone merely smiled without replying.
He turned and walked to the window, then raised his head to look at the bright moon hanging in the sky.
By now, the smile on his face had already faded, and his expression had grown slightly solemn.
He truly was curious. Just what kind of trouble had the original body encountered that he still had not returned even now?
...
Inside the Moon, the paradise that had once been beautiful and picturesque, like a secluded world untouched by mortal affairs, had now become a living hell.
The land had been reduced to ruin, with craters of varying depths covering every corner.
Massive cracks that seemed to split the land apart stretched everywhere across the ground.
The forests had completely vanished. The winding streams had been evaporated by blazing flames, and the once peaceful villages had been wiped from existence.
In the sky, the buildings floating above the stones and surrounding Hamura's Temple had almost all been destroyed.
Those with better luck still had broken walls and ruins remaining, as though silently proving that they had once existed.
Those with worse luck had already turned into dust, completely dissipating within the Moon's interior.
The bright artificial sun in the sky, once like the rising morning sun, now seemed as though it had sunk into twilight.
The aura of death covered every corner, and an atmosphere of despair lingered in the hearts of every Ōtsutsuki.
It was too terrifying. Too powerful.
As Ōtsutsuki living on the Moon, they truly could not believe that someone from the shinobi world could, through his own strength alone, force them to such a state.
Looking at the two severely damaged giants still locked in battle, their hearts were filled with powerlessness.
Every collision between those two monsters created destructive power terrifying to the extreme.
And when that destructive power spread outward, everything around it faced fatal devastation.
In the sky, two figures, one blue and one pale yellow, constantly crossed paths.
That was the battle between their patriarch, Ōtsutsuki Shinya, and that descendant of Ashura from the shinobi world.
Both of them were unbelievably fast, and their destructive power was not much inferior to those two giants at all.
Perhaps the range of their destruction was far smaller compared to the two giants.
But in terms of combat strength and raw power, they were likely no weaker than those two monsters.
Suddenly, the two crossed paths in the sky once again. Immediately afterward, they almost simultaneously pulled away from each other.
Natsuhiko looked at Ōtsutsuki Shinya not far away while panting slightly. At this moment, he was in a rare state of dishevelment.
He knew very clearly that many places in his body were fractured, and blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth.
If not for his Jōgan Chakra Mode combined with Nine-Tails Mode, he would likely be in far more than just such a miserable state right now.
After all, this old man was truly powerful. He was absolutely the most terrifying enemy Natsuhiko had encountered so far.
Looking at the old man in comparison, there were no obvious wounds on his body.
In fact, with the help of the Tenseigan, it was impossible for him to have many visible injuries.
But Natsuhiko knew that the flame of life within this old man was already flickering between bright and dim. He had already reached his limit.
"Looks like I'm going to win."
Thinking this, a smile appeared at the corner of Natsuhiko's mouth.
"I have to admit, you really are impressive. But you can't hold on anymore."
"Indeed. I can no longer hold on."
Facing Natsuhiko's provocation, Ōtsutsuki Shinya remained as indifferent as ever. He calmly nodded, then spoke in a cold tone.
"But I told you, if I intend to kill you, then I will inevitably kill you. That is an established fact."
"Is that so?"
The smile on Natsuhiko's face also began to turn cold, and his voice became somewhat icy at this moment.
"Then how exactly do you plan to kill me? With the current you? Or with those rats who have already been frightened out of their wits?"
"Arrogance is a path to death. Ignorance is the same."
At this moment, Ōtsutsuki Shinya's aura suddenly strengthened once again. He raised the shakujō in his hand high, and at the same moment, Hamura's Temple suddenly bloomed with golden radiance.
Natsuhiko's expression changed slightly, because Ōtsutsuki Shinya's eyes had begun to disappear. Not only that, but he also heard faint, rustling screams coming from all around.
Inside Hamura's Temple, it was as if an ancient beast was awakening. That berserk aura, one that seemed determined to destroy everything, made even Natsuhiko feel a chill.
"The power of the Tenseigan is something you will never know, and never understand."
This time, Ōtsutsuki Shinya's voice had already become weak. The flame of his life began shrinking continuously and extinguishing little by little. Even his body was constantly withering.
"Tenseigan: Starfall!"
As he released his chakra, terrifying light erupted from within Hamura's Temple. Natsuhiko could clearly sense that a beam of light had already begun to gather.
He really had not expected that, in the end, he would still have to enjoy the bombardment of this "planet-destroying cannon." But at this point, he could not be bothered to think so much.
Looking at Ōtsutsuki Shinya before him, whose life was constantly slipping away, Natsuhiko suddenly pressed his hands together. The limited chakra remaining inside his body rapidly began to gather.
"Do you really think I don't have a backup plan?" Natsuhiko revealed a mocking smile. "Although even I don't know what the result will be, I do know that all of you are going to die!"
"Yin–Yang Release: Sage Art: True Several Thousand Hands!"
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