Obito, Black Zetsu! Die!

But in the end, it was all futile.

Genki's attacks were like an impenetrable net cast from heaven, sealing off every possible route of escape.

The Susanoo Armor's enormous feet repeatedly stomped upon the earth. Each stomp shattered mountains, filled ravines, and destroyed Black Zetsu and Obito's hiding places again and again.

"Pfft—!"

A blade of sword energy grazed Black Zetsu's back, ripping apart his robe and carving away a chunk of flesh. Black blood sprayed out.

Black Zetsu grunted, stumbling slightly, but he still gripped Obito's arm tightly and did not dare pause for even a moment.

"It seems you won't give up until I force you out."

Genki's gaze grew increasingly cold. He controlled the Susanoo Armor to halt its frenzied slashing, then slowly raised the Eight-Handled Sword. Its blade pointed at the ruined mountain where Black Zetsu and Obito were hiding. Dark energy gathered wildly at the tip, forming an ever-expanding sphere of energy. The space around it completely collapsed, releasing a terrifying suction that seemed capable of swallowing everything.

"It's over!"

With Genki's furious roar, the Eight-Handled Sword stabbed fiercely into the ground!

The blade instantly pierced through the ruined mountain. Dark energy erupted from it like a tsunami and spread wildly through the earth, instantly cleaving apart the entire mountain and the land beneath it!

"BOOM—!!!"

The ground was forcibly torn in two, and a bottomless giant fissure instantly spread outward. Before Black Zetsu and Obito could react, the shockwave bursting from the fissure violently flung them away.

The two flew through the air like kites with snapped strings, their injuries worsening once more. A corner of Obito's mask shattered from the impact, revealing the pale, twisted skin beneath.

Genki controlled the Susanoo Armor to slowly lower its head. Its eyes, burning with fury, stared fixedly at the two figures falling helplessly through the air. A cold curve formed at the corner of his lips. "Run, then. Why aren't you running anymore? Black Zetsu, what you owe me—what you owe my mother and sister—today, you'll repay it!"

The Eight-Handled Sword was raised high again, the blood-red patterns along its blade growing ever more radiant. This time, Genki would not give them another chance to escape.

In midair, Black Zetsu watched the fatal sword light about to descend, and at last, a trace of despair appeared in his eyes—he knew he truly could not escape.

"No—!! I won't accept this!!"

Obito jolted awake from unconsciousness. Blood flowed from his empty eye sockets as he let out a crazed, despairing roar.

He struggled with all his strength to break free from Black Zetsu's restraint, but every meridian in his body had been severed. He did not even have the strength to raise a hand. He could only let his body fall through the air, his eyes filled with nothing but fear of death and unwillingness that the Eye of the Moon Plan remained unfinished.

Black Zetsu held Obito in his arms, his face beneath the mask twisted hideously. Black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he raised his head and roared venomously at the Susanoo Armor, "Uchiha Genki! You can destroy my body, but you cannot destroy Mother's will! The ninja world will eventually be remade, and you are nothing more than a clown standing in the way of history!"

"A clown?" Genki's voice was icy to the bone, yet the fury in his eyes had settled into an extreme calm at that moment—the dead silence before vengeance reached its end. "Today, I won't merely destroy your body. I'll crush your will too, so you and Obito will sink into hell forever!"

As his words fell, Genki hesitated no longer. With a thought, the ten-thousand-meter-tall Susanoo Armor suddenly clenched its fist.

Dark Chakra intertwined with the source energy of countless souls, forming a dense energy barrier around the fist. The dark golden patterns upon it erupted with blinding light, and every inch of muscle gathered power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"Die!"

The Susanoo Armor's colossal fist descended like a falling star, carrying the force to tear apart space and time as it smashed mercilessly toward Black Zetsu and Obito, who were falling through the air.

Before the fist's wind even arrived, the air around them had already been forcibly compressed and detonated, producing piercing explosions. Their bodies were swept up by the blast, swaying as precariously as dying flames in the wind.

"BOOM—!!!"

The giant fist struck its target with a thunderous crash. There was no earth-shaking resistance, only an incomparably muffled roar.

Crushed beneath the giant fist, the bodies of Black Zetsu and Obito instantly burst into countless tiny fragments of flesh. Then, the dark energy erupting from the fist completely vaporized them. Not a trace of blood or a single piece of bone remained. Everything became dust drifting through the sky, dispersing into the air.

The first stage of revenge had been completed, but Genki's gaze remained cold.

He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his transcendent Nine Magatama Sharingan suddenly erupted with an eerie glow of intertwined scarlet and black—what he wanted was not simple death, but for these two enemies to have their souls forever denied rebirth!

"Dojutsu: Ōkuninushi!"

Genki's voice carried an irresistible will as the Nine Magatama Sharingan spun wildly. The black magatama entwined with one another, transforming into an eerie rune.

The rune flashed through the air and vanished. Immediately afterward, two faint soul phantoms slowly emerged from where the dust had dispersed—they were Black Zetsu's and Obito's souls.

Obito's soul phantom still retained the despairing posture he had worn at the moment of death. Soul tears streamed from his empty eye sockets as he continuously let out agonized wails;

Black Zetsu's soul was even more twisted than his body, with faint gray mist lingering around it. It was the remnant will of Kaguya Otsutsuki. He struggled frantically, trying to break free from the rune's restraints.

"Impossible! My soul carries Mother's will! How can a mere dojutsu possibly trap me?!"

Black Zetsu's soul let out a venomous shriek. The gray mist surged wildly, attempting to tear apart Ōkuninushi's restraints.

But before Genki's Nine Magatama Sharingan, all that struggle was utterly futile.

Like chains, Ōkuninushi's runes wrapped tightly around both souls, constantly constricting and seeping into them.

Each constriction stripped away a wisp of their essence. Obito's wails became increasingly shrill, while the gray mist around Black Zetsu steadily dispersed—Kaguya's will was utterly vulnerable before this dojutsu that transcended the Six Paths.

"It's not over yet." Genki spoke coldly. The Nine Magatama Sharingan transformed once more, the magatama in his left eye turning into a pitch-black vortex. Deep within it, the phantom image of a grim and terrifying hell faintly appeared. "Dojutsu: Magatsunokami!"

With Genki's furious roar, the vortex in his left eye instantly expanded. A pitch-black spatial rift slowly opened, and endless wails and shrill screams came from its depths. This was the exclusive hell created by Magatsunokami—a place of despair made to imprison souls and torment them for eternity.