"W-What! How is this possible?!"
"Those two massive meteorites were shattered at the same time?"
"What kind of power is that?!"
"That's insane!"
When the enormous meteorites hanging over the Valley of the End were obliterated in a single strike by Uchiha Ryūjin, every ninja watching turned pale, their minds going blank.
Gasps spread across the battlefield, overlapping into a stunned chorus.
Even though Ryūjin had shocked them again and again, the moment he unleashed the Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, it felt like lightning struck their minds. No one could process what they had just witnessed.
The sheer force of that attack completely overturned everything they thought they understood about strength.
"How is this even real? How can he be this strong? Damn it!"
Obito stood frozen, disbelief written all over his face before frustration finally spilled out.
At that moment, he felt suffocated.
Faced with power like that, what could anyone possibly do?
"This goes beyond the level of the God of Shinobi... how is that possible?"
Even Black Zetsu fell silent, shaken.
"What overwhelming power… it surpasses both mine and Hashirama's."
For once, Uchiha Madara's usually indifferent expression shifted. He was genuinely moved.
Summoning two meteorites of that scale was already his limit.
Yet Ryūjin had destroyed both effortlessly, like it took no effort at all.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After the meteorites shattered, fragments rained down from the sky.
Each piece was still massive, some spanning several meters, others reaching tens of meters across.
Individually, none of them were small. Together, they formed a falling storm that darkened the sky.
For the ninjas below, it was nothing short of disaster.
Clap!
A sharp sound echoed as Ryūjin brought his hands together.
"Wood Release."
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The ground trembled violently as enormous tree branches burst upward.
They twisted and surged into the sky, intertwining rapidly until they formed a vast net above the battlefield.
Every falling rock was intercepted.
Not a single fragment broke through.
"This is… Hashirama's Wood Release?! How is that possible?!"
Madara's eyes widened, disbelief breaking through his composure.
"How do you have Wood Release?"
His voice dropped, heavy with shock.
He had only gained that power through years of planning after his battle with Hashirama.
Yet now, a man this young wielded it so casually.
"Even that… damn it!"
Obito clenched his teeth, his confidence crumbling further.
Ryūjin was already overwhelming enough, yet he kept revealing more.
It was suffocating.
At this point, Obito understood one thing clearly.
They weren't even in the same league anymore.
"Uchiha Ryūjin."
Madara's voice rang out again, steady now, though something deeper lingered beneath it.
"You are the strongest ninja I have ever seen, even compared to my era. You have surpassed both me and Hashirama. However…"
He paused, his gaze sharpening.
"I will still defeat you."
"I can regenerate endlessly. I cannot be killed. My chakra is infinite."
"No matter how powerful you are, you will eventually tire. I will not."
"I once fought Hashirama for days without stopping. Against you, I can fight for a month if necessary."
"Even if it's not a clean victory, it doesn't matter."
His words cast a heavy shadow over the Konoha forces.
Because he was right.
Even if Ryūjin could overpower Madara, how do you defeat someone who cannot die?
Cut him down once, twice, a hundred times, it wouldn't matter.
Madara would keep coming.
The earlier excitement vanished, replaced by unease.
"That's right… it's too soon to lose hope. Madara-sama is immortal."
Black Zetsu regained some confidence.
Obito, however, stayed silent.
He had already seen enough.
Every impossible situation had only ended one way.
Ryūjin winning.
"Is that so?"
Ryūjin smiled faintly, completely unconcerned.
Only an idiot would try to outlast Madara.
"Chibaku Tensei!"
Madara activated the Rinnegan, raising his hand.
The ground split apart.
Countless rocks lifted into the air, drawn toward Ryūjin.
Even the debris caught in the wooden net was pulled free, converging into a growing mass meant to seal him.
In the current shinobi world, this technique was overwhelming.
But not here.
Ryūjin's eyes shifted to the Rinnegan.
"Shinra Tensei."
A massive wave of repulsive force burst outward from him.
Everything collided.
The incoming mass shattered instantly under the opposing forces.
Rocks crumbled into dust midair.
"Madara, stop embarrassing yourself."
Ryūjin extended his hand.
"Universal Pull."
Madara's body was dragged forward.
Even he couldn't resist it.
The difference in chakra was obvious.
Clap!
Madara formed hand seals mid-flight.
"Wood Release!"
Branches erupted from the ground, lunging toward Ryūjin.
Even under pressure, he counterattacked without hesitation.
"Not bad."
Ryūjin's tone carried faint approval.
His eyes shifted again, the Tenseigan glowing.
A golden blade formed in his hand.
In a single motion, he swung.
A flash of light cut through the air.
Madara's head separated cleanly from his body.
His Wood Release collapsed instantly.
The headless body dropped.
Moments later, fragments began gathering at the neck, reconstructing his head.
But before it could finish—
Ryūjin vanished.
He reappeared directly in front of Madara, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Kamui."
Space twisted.
Madara's body was pulled into the vortex, disappearing completely.
Silence fell.
Black Zetsu froze.
Just seconds ago, Madara had been declaring a prolonged battle.
Now, he was gone.
Just like that.
"I knew it…"
Obito muttered bitterly.
Even immortality meant nothing in front of Ryūjin.
The Konoha ninjas stood stunned for a moment before erupting into cheers.
Their admiration surged.
Everything Ryūjin had done before now seemed small in comparison.
Cutting down thousands, destroying massive constructs, none of it compared to this.
Even the high-ranking officials felt their worries ease.
If this was Ryūjin's true strength, then nothing could shake Konoha.
A ripple appeared in Ryūjin's eye again.
Without hesitation, he pulled himself into Kamui.
His figure vanished.
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Inside the dark Kamui dimension, Madara stood still, observing his surroundings.
When Ryūjin appeared, Madara turned toward him.
"A different space… I didn't expect you to have something like this."
His tone was steady, but his fighting spirit was gone.
There was no point.
As long as Ryūjin left him here, there was nothing he could do.
Madara fully acknowledged it.
He had lost.
Even with infinite chakra and an immortal body.
"Was it Zetsu who used Edo Tensei on you?"
Ryūjin got straight to the point.
Madara's expression didn't change.
"You brought me here just to ask that?"
"I'm not answering. Defeat doesn't mean I'll submit."
His voice carried quiet defiance.
To him, this body didn't matter.
If Edo Tensei was released, he would return anyway.
This wasn't the end.
Ryūjin shrugged slightly.
"No."
"I brought you here to recruit you."
He looked directly at Madara.
"From now on, you work for me."
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