Sakuya flexed his wrists, feeling the power surging within him. "Now, it's time to end this game."
He again swung his blade.
Moon Piercer: Rapid!
This time, the white slash surged to over a thousand meters, the blade surrounded by black devouring energy. Its power was several times stronger than before, instantly carving a huge gash in Madara's Susanoo armor, causing a large amount of golden Chakra to leak out.
Madara grunted, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his Susanoo became unstable.
At the same time, Sakuya swung once more. The black slash split into several, attacking Madara and Hashirama simultaneously, blocking both of their evasion routes.
Madara and Hashirama instantly fell into a disadvantage and looked at each other.
"Hashirama, use that move!" Madara shouted, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.
"Alright!" Hashirama nodded in response, a flash of determination in his eyes.
The two began to form hand seals simultaneously, the Chakra around them surging wildly and interweaving. Golden and green Chakra entwined with each other, forming a brilliant band of light.
"Six Paths: Sage Art: True Several Thousand Hands!" Hashirama's shout echoed in the Universe, carrying a power that pierced the heart.
Countless wooden arms, even more massive than before, emerged once again. Each arm contained dense Six Paths Level energy, the patterns on the arms clearly visible, as they crushed toward Sakuya.
Madara followed up with his ultimate move. "Majestic Attire: True Several Thousand Hands!"
His Susanoo merged into the giant head of the True Several Thousand Hands, forming a golden giant thousands of meters tall. The giant held a massive sword, with golden Chakra flowing on it, emitting an invincible momentum.
The giant opened its eyes, golden light surging from them, and let out a majestic roar toward Sakuya. The shockwave formed by the sound hit Sakuya, interfering with his movements.
Sakuya was shaken by the sound wave, his heart filled with shock. "This power... how is it possible!"
Sakuya forcibly steadied himself and swung his blade to release several streaks of slash, but they were easily blocked by the wooden arms of the True Several Thousand Hands, the slash couldn't even leave a mark on the arms.
Then, the giant smashed down with world-destroying power. Sakuya was instantly sent flying, his body embedded into a massive asteroid ten thousand meters in diameter.
The surface of the asteroid was instantly covered with spider-web-like cracks, and countless rocks fell from its surface.
The wooden arms of the True Several Thousand Hands followed and entwined around him, firmly trapping Sakuya. The golden Chakra on the arms formed runes, suppressing his Chakra flow. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free, his face showing a look of disbelief.
"No! I cannot lose!"
"It's over!"
Madara and Hashirama shouted simultaneously, and the surrounding cosmic dust and meteor fragments began to gather.
Six Paths: Chibaku Tensei!
Countless rocks gathered from the surrounding asteroid fragments, enveloping the trapped Sakuya, gradually forming a massive black sphere a thousand meters in diameter. The surface of the sphere was covered with golden runes. The runes flowed continuously, emitting powerful sealing energy, firmly locking away Sakuya's Chakra.
Sakuya roared and struggled frantically inside the sphere, but he could never break through the seal.
As the final rune lit up, the seal was complete. Sakuya was successfully sealed within the Six Paths: Chibaku Tensei, and the black sphere slowly drifted toward the depths of the Universe, finally disappearing into the nebula.
Madara and Hashirama slowly released their seals, and the Susanoo and True Several Thousand Hands gradually dissipated, turning back into Chakra and returning to their bodies.
Both showed signs of exhaustion, their legs trembling slightly. The consecutive ultimate moves just now had almost exhausted the Chakra of the God Tree within them.
They supported each other and smiled at one another.
"We won..."
Hashirama said softly, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness.
Madara nodded, a rare smile appearing on his lips. "Yeah, we won."
Shun saw this and smiled slightly. "As expected of the legendary ninjas."
Deep in the cosmos, the shattered wreckage resembled floating tombstones, rotating slowly under the dark starlit curtain.
Scattered energy turbulence transformed into visible purple electrical arcs, crackling as they traversed the gaps, weaving a picture of despair.
The remaining five Otsutsuki High Council Members—Yojin, Seirin, Migaki, Murata, and Kugen—hovered in the void.
They were deathly locked onto Madara and Hashirama below, their pupils churning with shock and rage, as if they wanted to swallow the two alive.
Murata subconsciously clenched his fists and cursed in his heart, "Those two useless fools couldn't even handle lower creatures."
Just moments ago, their proud elite clansmen, Sakuya and Sengan, had suffered a crushing defeat in their duel against Madara and Hashirama.
Even the Otsutsuki clan crest token, the symbol of their glory, had been shattered.
For the arrogant Otsutsuki clan, who viewed themselves as the Dominators of the Universe, this was not just a setback in combat power, but a deep-seated humiliation.
Violent black Chakra spread from them, forming a circle of invisible shockwaves. The surrounding cosmic dust was sent flying, and even the surfaces of several distant asteroids developed fine cracks, with small meteors disintegrating directly within the shockwaves.
Migaki's breathing grew heavier, his chest heaving violently, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible. "This debt must be repaid. I will make these people pay a thousandfold."
"Trash! A bunch of utter trash!"
Migaki was the first to be unable to restrain his fury. His low growl exploded in the void like a thunderclap, causing ripples in the surrounding energy turbulence.
His gaze was as vicious as a poisoned blade, staring intently at the direction where Sakuya and Sengan had been defeated.
As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly raised his hand and waved. A condensed ribbon of black Chakra whistled out, striking a wreckage dozens of meters in diameter nearby.
Boom!
The wreckage was instantly reduced to powder. After drifting in the void for a moment, the debris was swallowed up by the energy turbulence.
Seirin watched coldly from the side, lightly tapping his arm with his fingertip, thinking to himself, 'Migaki is still so impatient. Right now, the most important thing is to stabilize our position, not vent anger.'
"Since you don't have the ability to protect the clan's glory, then let us personally meet them."
Migaki took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and turned to look at his fellow Higher Ups with an air of unquestionable authority.
"The second match begins immediately! I want to see exactly what capabilities these people have to make our elites look so pathetic!"
The black Chakra around him gradually withdrew, yet it still emitted a suffocating pressure, showing he was ready to strike at any moment.
Kugen raised an eyebrow slightly, a cold sneer curling his lips. "It should have been like this long ago. Let these natives know that the dignity of the Dominators of the Universe is inviolable."
The eyes of Seirin, Murata, and Kugen met, the killing intent and determination clear in each other's gaze.
After a brief discussion for a few seconds, they reached a consensus—to send out the core combat power of the clan's new generation and reclaim their honor.
Immediately, Migaki waved toward the clan's camp behind him and said in a deep voice, "Ginga, Akiru, go forth!"
Two figures emerged in response, wrapped in thick black Chakra, like two bolts of black lightning cutting through the void, creating a sharp whistling sound. They landed steadily in the center of the battlefield, stirring up a circle of energy ripples.
It was Ginga and Akiru.
As they landed, their legs bent slightly to cushion the impact before they slowly stood straight, their auras fully unleashed.
These two were both core combatants among the new generation of the Otsutsuki clan, far exceeding Sakuya and Sengan in strength.
The black Chakra swirling around them was several times more robust than their companions', condensing on their bodies like a physical substance to form a faint black halo. They emitted a suffocating pressure that caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.
Even more alarming was that Ginga was faintly surrounded by the violent aura unique to Ten-Tails, with crimson light flashing in his pitch-black pupils. He was clearly a Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.
Akiru crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze sweeping over everyone with disdain. "Just a bunch of clowns. Are they even worthy of us taking action?"
Ginga took a step forward, the void beneath his feet sinking slightly. The black Chakra around him suddenly surged, and the terrifying pressure of Ten-Tails was released without reservation, covering the entire battlefield like a heavy dark cloud.
His eyes were cold as he slowly scanned the opposing group, his gaze lingering briefly on Naruto and Sasuke.
"In the next match, Akiru and I will fight. Which of you dares to accept the challenge? Don't hide like shrinking turtles."
As he spoke, he deliberately released even stronger pressure, attempting to suppress the opponents through sheer aura.
"I'll do it!"
Almost at the same instant Ginga's voice fell, Naruto's spirited voice rang out across the battlefield, carrying an undaunted spirit.
Brilliant golden Chakra instantly erupted around him, surging out like a volcanic eruption.
The massive phantom of Nine-Tails slowly emerged behind him, its head held high and its golden fur fluttering in the wind as it let out a deafening roar.
The golden Chakra and Ginga's black Chakra confronted each other from a distance, clashing with crackling energy sparks and forming a sharp contrast.
Naruto kicked off the ground forcefully, lunging forward half a step with his fists clenched, his eyes flashing with a resolute light. "I am your opponent! I'll show you that we are definitely not to be taken lightly!"
"Let me go!"
Sasuke's voice followed immediately, carrying a cold killing intent.
He gripped the kusanagi sword at his waist and flicked his wrist, the blade glinting with a frigid light as a faint slash escaped from the tip, slicing through the void.
The Rinnegan turned slowly in his eye socket, emitting a piercing killing intent.
He and Naruto stepped forward simultaneously, their Chakra intertwining to form a solid defensive line, their determination to fight clearly expressed.
Sasuke stared coldly at Ginga and Akiru, indifferent yet full of confidence. "It doesn't matter if both of you come at once. I will make you pay for looking down on us."
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