"You arrogant brat!"
Madara naturally noticed the mockery in Ning Feng's eyes.
His expression grew colder as he drove his Susanoo forward.
Even though the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path was sustained by only the Two-Tails' chakra, it was still the vessel of the Ten-Tails—a colossal aggregate of chakra formed from the Divine Tree itself.
The power it could unleash was still terrifying.
Crack!
Another bucket-thick bolt of purple lightning slammed down.
The ground beneath Ning Feng's Susanoo had already been shattered into countless pieces by the continuous strikes.
"What is it? Have you run out of ways to fight back?"
Seeing that Ning Feng had done nothing but defend and evade for so long, Madara laughed loudly.
These lightning attacks were little more than an itch against a Perfect Susanoo.
But enough scratches could eventually wear down even the strongest armor.
"Not enough yet..."
Ning Feng discreetly glanced at the storm clouds gathering overhead.
The massive, oppressive clouds had already completely covered both of their Susanoo.
The sky hundreds of meters above was pitch black.
"Hmph..."
Seeing Ning Feng remain calm and composed, Madara merely sneered inwardly.
The Demonic Statue wasn't simply summoning lightning.
Its true purpose was to gather all nearby storm clouds together and create a final, devastating lightning strike.
Ning Feng might be able to withstand these smaller bolts.
But that didn't mean he could survive the ultimate lightning attack condensed from all of the Demonic Statue's chakra.
Meanwhile, during the brief moments he spent defending, Ning Feng rapidly mobilized the chakra of the eight Tailed Beasts within him.
The normally violent chakra became astonishingly docile under his control.
At the same time, his Susanoo was gradually being flooded with Lightning Release chakra.
If Madara could somehow see inside the golden giant, he would discover a terrifying sea of violent lightning chakra surging throughout its interior.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
The blue Susanoo continued swinging its burning blades.
Then suddenly—
The golden giant stepped backward and began forming hand seals at incredible speed.
"What is he doing?"
Madara instinctively felt a sense of danger.
"Yasaka Magatama!"
The blue warrior waved its massive hand.
A barrage of giant magatama shot forth like wild beasts, rushing toward Ning Feng.
"Almost ready."
Ignoring the incoming attack, the golden Susanoo raised one hand toward the sky.
Lightning crackled violently around its palm.
Several magatama struck the Susanoo directly.
Though they caused varying degrees of damage, none were serious.
"Damn it!"
As Ning Feng's Susanoo raised its hand higher, the lightning around it became increasingly violent.
Madara's unease intensified.
Just what was this bastard planning?
Why was his chakra fluctuation becoming so terrifying?
Then a realization struck him.
"You're insane..."
Madara blurted out.
"You actually absorbed all eight Tailed Beasts into your body?"
"If you release that much chakra now..."
"Your Rain Village will be destroyed!"
Although Madara possessed the Rinnegan and stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world, even he felt tremendous pressure in the face of the combined chakra of eight Tailed Beasts.
Deep down, he knew something unsettling.
He wasn't certain he could survive whatever attack Ning Feng was preparing.
That was why he shouted.
If he could somehow convince Ning Feng to stop—
Then perhaps he could avoid disaster.
At the same time, he couldn't help but curse himself inwardly.
Why had he summoned the Demonic Statue?
If not for that thing, Ning Feng wouldn't have been pushed this far.
"The Rain Village?"
"If it gets destroyed, I'll just build another one."
Ning Feng's smile widened.
"Compared to getting rid of you, what's the loss of a single village?"
"Besides, I'll adjust the power and shrink the area of effect."
For perhaps the first time in a long while, he was enjoying the sight of Madara being at a loss.
The golden Susanoo raised its arm.
The dark clouds overhead suddenly surged together as though responding to a divine summons.
The thunder rumbling within them and the chaotic flashes of lightning made even Madara's heart skip a beat.
"Lightning Release..."
The lightning gathered around the Susanoo's hand began drawing power from the heavens.
High above, the countless bolts gradually fused together.
A gigantic beast composed entirely of violet lightning began taking shape.
"...Kirin."
"What kind of jutsu is this?"
Madara stared at the enormous lightning beast roaring above him.
For the first time since his resurrection—
He felt genuine danger.
"A technique that can kill you."
The mockery in Ning Feng's voice deepened.
At the same time, the vast chakra within him poured into the Susanoo's arm like a flood bursting through a dam.
The lightning around its hand grew darker and more concentrated.
The arcs became increasingly violent.
The celestial beast expanded further and further.
Its presence became overwhelmingly oppressive.
"Disappear..."
Ning Feng slowly lowered his hand.
Accompanied by the motion, the golden Susanoo also swung its arm downward toward Madara.
The colossal lightning beast descended.
Like divine judgment.
Like the wrath of a thunder god descending upon the mortal world.
The overwhelming pressure crushed down upon the earth.
In an instant—
The beast reached Madara.
BOOOOOOM!
Endless lightning engulfed Madara's Susanoo completely.
Even the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path froze in place.
The monstrous creature simply stared blankly at the breathtaking scene unfolding before it.
"What's happening over there...?"
Far away in the Rain Village, Konan had been worrying about Ning Feng ever since hearing that he had gone to the Rain battlefield.
Then she saw it.
A pillar of lightning illuminating the heavens and earth.
"That direction... that's where the Rain battlefield is..."
Suddenly, a terrible thought crossed her mind.
Her face turned pale.
"Lord Feng..."
"Please don't let anything happen to you..."
"Don't worry, Sister Konan."
At that moment, a small figure tugged gently at her sleeve.
Using a childish voice, she said:
"Big Brother Feng will definitely be fine!"
"...You're right."
Remembering Ning Feng's countless unbelievable feats, Konan finally relaxed a little.
"Fu, your training's been progressing much faster since the Tailed Beast was extracted, hasn't it?"
She looked down at the little girl and smiled.
"Mhm!"
Without the Seven-Tails' chakra interfering with her body, Fu's growth could hardly be described as anything less than explosive.
In only a few days, her chakra reserves had already reached Chunin level.
Even the secret techniques of her clan were advancing at a speed she had never imagined possible.
"When Lord Feng comes back and sees your progress, he'll definitely be happy."
Konan gently stroked Fu's soft hair.
Then she raised her head once more toward the distant horizon, where lightning continued to flash and churn.
Even from such an incredible distance, she could still feel how intense that battle was.
Fu stared silently at the endless flashes of lightning.
Each burst illuminated Konan's beautiful face with a pale glow.
And before long—
She too fell silent.
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