At that moment, Madara had only just recovered from the previous attack, and his body had yet to fully regain its condition.
Faced with this sudden punch, he could only hurriedly cross his arms before him, attempting to block the terrifying blow.
However, Yanshi's punch was far too powerful. When his fist collided with Madara's arms, it let out a hissing sound as thick smoke billowed from the point of impact.
The scorching energy was like a raging flood, instantly swallowing Madara whole.
His entire body felt as though it were being seared by blazing flames, the pain nearly unbearable.
But Madara was, after all, a veteran warrior hardened by countless battles. At the critical moment, his eyes flashed, and he instantly activated his Kekkei Mōra ability, swapping places with a distant Limbo clone.
The Limbo clone had just been switched in and had no time to react before the latter half of the Blazing Wheel of Flame crashed into it like a burning meteor.
A series of crackling sounds rang out as the Limbo clone was instantly scorched into ashes, leaving behind not even a trace of residue.
Although Madara had successfully avoided the fatal blow through the swap, his hands were severely burned as well, charred black like coal and continuously cracking apart and falling away.
Yet even after suffering such grievous injuries, Madara showed no intention of retreating.
He stood where he was and burst into laughter, his voice filled with disdain and mockery.
"Hahaha... hahaha..."
His laughter echoed through the air, as though it were a provocation aimed at Yanshi.
"Is that all you've got!?"
"Flames of this level aren't even worthy of entertaining me!"
Madara's voice brimmed with absolute confidence. Though the current situation was far from favorable for him, he showed no sign of