Isshiki Descends, Second Black Eye?

In the sky, the golden chakra lightsaber that had unleashed that earth-shaking strike slowly dispersed, turning into specks of golden light.

Menma still hovered there, his golden Tenseigan chakra cloak shimmering with flowing radiance. Behind him, three Truth-Seeking Orbs condensed once more, slowly orbiting together with the three Truth-Seeking Orbs left from before.

He quietly looked down from above, like a god gazing upon the mortal world.

That divine majesty, standing above all creation, grew even more intense.

Opposite him, however, Jigen—who had narrowly avoided the direct slash of the "Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion"—was in an utterly terrible state.

Jigen floated in midair and lowered his head to look at his current condition, a nearly terrified expression appearing on his face.

The entire right half of his body, from shoulder to waist and abdomen, along with his whole right arm, had completely vanished!

The severed surface was eerily smooth.

Although no blood flowed out, a weakness that sank deep into his bones and reached straight into his soul was madly devouring his consciousness and the vitality of this body.

Even more terrifying was that Jigen could clearly feel this vessel, already operating under a heavy load, had now suffered such grievous damage that its cellular structure was collapsing at a horrifying speed.

The cracks in the blackened area of his abdomen were also becoming more and more obvious, even causing a few tears to spill from his eyes against his will.

That was not an emotion he could control, but an instinctive reaction produced by the violent pain of this body on the verge of collapse.

The Karma connection between soul and flesh was becoming abnormally unstable, and chakra was leaking out wildly like water from a punctured bag.

The life of this vessel was entering an irreversible countdown.

"Cough..."