This guy... is far stronger than I estimated! Alarm bells blared in Madara's mind.
The way Minamoto Takuya had effortlessly unraveled the power of Limbo: Border Jail was a silent declaration.
The power Six Paths Madara took such pride in might not be unshakable before this mysterious Collector.
That bottomless ocular power and strength made Madara, who had only just ascended to "godhood," clearly feel for the first time a threat from a higher plane.
The blood moon's light still shrouded the earth, and the white cocoons on the God Tree swayed soundlessly.
But the air at the center of the battlefield had completely frozen because of those mismatched eyes, leaving only the wariness churning inside Six Paths Madara and his immense doubts toward this unknown power.
The standoff between him and Minamoto Takuya instantly changed from the condescension of a victor into the true beginning of a duel between two beings beyond the mortal realm.
Tobirama Senju moved his Impure World Reincarnation body with difficulty, fine dust flaking off with every step, and finally reached the side of his elder brother, Hashirama Senju, who had been nailed firmly to the ground by pitch-black spikes.
The recovery of his Impure World Reincarnation body allowed him to barely shake off the heavy damage from the Black Receiver earlier, but against the restraint imposed by Six Paths Madara, those Black Receivers containing the power of Yin-Yang Release, he was powerless.
He tried several times, but the moment his chakra touched them, it vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, utterly unable to move them in the slightest.
"Brother..." Tobirama murmured, his voice hoarse.
Though Hashirama could not move, the traits of Impure World Reincarnation kept him conscious, but his eyes were filled with unwillingness and worry.
Tobirama's gaze then turned toward