Six Paths Mode

The instant Utsusemi tore through space and descended, a violent shockwave swept across half the Uchiha Clan Compound.

The Chakra swirling around her solidified, becoming a raging storm of energy.

The defensive barrier around the compound, a source of pride for the clan, fell apart before this power.

Nine pitch-black Truth-Seeking Orbs circled her. The bodies of energy, containing the laws of the universe, slowly spun along mysterious paths.

When the Truth-Seeking Orbs collided, they tore open tiny rifts in space-time, releasing ripples of energy.

The ripples made the Uchiha present clutch their stinging eyes, and some of the weaker ones even fainted on the spot.

Silver hair like fresh snow billowed and danced in the Chakra storm, its inky black color now entirely gone, replaced by divine white.

Her Tenseigan shone with the radiance of a starry sky, illuminating her face until she looked like a deity descended to earth.

The Tomoe patterns on her pure white robe moved as its fabric fluttered, and the Six Paths Staff spun lightly in her palm.

Most chilling of all was the iridescent sash she wore, a manifestation of the flow of time.

Countless ghostly images of clocks floated across the sash. Every hand was eerily frozen at a quarter past seven, as though time had been forcibly stopped at that moment.

Madara Uchiha's Sharingan had already detected the anomaly. His Susanoo skeleton had only just prepared to counterattack when an incoming Truth-Seeking Orb shattered it in an instant.

The battle-hardened warrior's pupils contracted as he watched his Chakra Armor crumble like an eggshell crushed in an invisible giant's hand.

This was the crushing force of rules from a higher dimension!

"Utsusemi, what are you doing?" Madara's Mangekyō Sharingan trembled violently amid the raging currents. He could not understand the familiar yet unfamiliar being before him.

Why had Utsusemi, who had been soaking in a hot spring in the Land of Hot Water and communicating with him not long ago, now launched a surprise attack on the Uchiha Clan Compound in this form?

The raging energy waves not only suppressed his Chakra, but also exceeded the pressure exerted by his lifelong rival, Hashirama Senju.

The tides of energy flowing around Utsusemi made even the air tremble.

"I'm using absolute power to reshape the foundations of the Uchiha's understanding." Utsusemi stood suspended in the air, like a god descended to the mortal world.

When Madara Uchiha activated his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan to unleash his ultimate Genjutsu, those deep blue eyes reflecting a vast galaxy swallowed up all his ocular power.

It was the first time in Madara's life that his Genjutsu had failed. The Dōjutsu he took such pride in vanished without a trace, and an unprecedented chill climbed his spine.

Those eyes were like clear mirrors, perfectly refracting every mental attack.

Madara Uchiha keenly seized an opening. "It seems combat experience is your weak point?"

Before his taunt had been swallowed by the turbulent currents, he had turned into a bolt of lightning and launched a surprise attack.

In that split second, Utsusemi's iridescent sash abruptly unfurled. It became a curtain of light that divided space-time, slicing the battlefield into countless fragments of time.

When Madara Uchiha broke through dimensions and flashed into place behind her, he had no idea that the Tenseigan's wide field of vision had already encompassed the entire battlefield.

The last time at the training ground in the Uchiha Clan Compound, how Madara had protected his younger brother from the Fire Style explosion.

Utsusemi remembered it perfectly clearly.

"Flower Release: Strangler Fig." Thorny, venomous vines suddenly burst from the void and coiled around Madara's limbs like awakening pythons.

These living plants precisely locked down every joint, gently restraining even the fingers he used for Hand Seals and completely sealing off any possibility of resistance.

Madara Uchiha heard her let out an apologetic sigh. "Be still, my friend."

Genuine concern flickered in Utsusemi's eyes. "Taming this child's killing intent takes quite a bit of effort."

"Ha! Are you saying you can kill me?" His Mangekyō Sharingan blazed scarlet with fury.

When he tried to unleash his Chakra, he was shocked to find countless tiny roots madly drawing away his power.

This was no contest between ninjas. It was a predator's absolute suppression of its prey.

"Are you a Senju ninja? What hypocritical mercy..." Suspended in midair, Madara sneered at Utsusemi.

"No, I come from a foreign land. I don't belong to the Senju, and I'm not a ninja."

Utsusemi's voice sounded especially melancholy amid the destructive energy. "In these nineteen years, I've never thought of hurting anyone..."

"I've never even killed livestock..." Her rapidly surging Chakra ground rocks to dust. "But today, I must make the Uchiha understand that hatred isn't necessary for survival!"

She spoke softly to the elite Uchiha ninjas approaching through the dust. "I hope you'll grant my wish not to take lives. For that, I won't hesitate to use these hands..."

She raised the Six Paths Staff and struck it hard against the ground, sending a Chakra shockwave that knocked the ninjas off their feet.

"To see this ideal through!" The power raging around her stood in absurd contrast to her gentle declaration.

"Flower Release: Strangler Fig!" Gnarled vines wrapped precisely around every Uchiha ninja, avoiding their vital points while preventing all movement.

Utsusemi began addressing the suspended captives. When she said, "I hate this world, a world that waters hatred with blood, especially the blood of young children."

Madara Uchiha's Mangekyō Sharingan abruptly contracted as he hung from a tree.

From the depths of his memory emerged the childhood silhouette of Hashirama curled up in the dark, and Madara's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

This era had actually produced an idealist purer than Hashirama, yet possessed of absolute power enough to overturn reality.

This crushing confrontation, fraught with tension, finally came to an end in an unexpected way.

In just three minutes, Utsusemi defeated everyone in the Uchiha with overwhelming power.

Then she melted the ice with a sincere heart.

She revealed the truth that she had traveled all the way from the Land of Hot Water to treat Izuna.

For the first time, Madara Uchiha's ever-stern face showed signs of wavering.

Two lonely souls drew closer to each other in the darkness, like two fireflies illuminating one another, their faint but persistent warm light piercing the gloom of many years.