"Clang—!!!"
A deafening crash rang out as the black greatsword slammed into Yata no Kagami.
There was no drawn-out clash as expected. Yata no Kagami, supposedly capable of withstanding any physical attack, lasted only a moment against that terrifying force before shattering with a sharp crack, like fragile glass!
The shattered shards flew in every direction, their sharp edges cutting into Susanoo Armor's body.
Then, the terrifying sword energy pierced through Yata no Kagami's defense without resistance and, as easily as slicing tofu, split the nearly hundred-meter-tall crimson Susanoo Armor in two!
Susanoo Armor's chakra collapsed instantly. Blood spilled from Itachi's mouth, and the tremendous impact hurled him backward. The slash's shockwave still swept toward him, and the shadow of death fell over him in an instant!
At that critical moment, a black figure suddenly appeared beside him.
Obito Uchiha grabbed his arm and activated Kamui without hesitation!
The two of them blurred in an instant, as if dissolving into a rift in space, barely evading the fatal slash.
"BOOM—!!!"
The slash, having lost its target, did not stop. It continued sweeping toward the area beyond Konoha.
The earth split open once more, and a ravine even wider and deeper than before appeared in an instant, dividing Konoha into several sections like an impassable chasm.
Countless houses collapsed under the slash's shockwave. Smoke billowed as the wails and cries of the people grew even louder.
Just then, hurried footsteps approached.
Fugaku Uchiha, who had been waiting at home for his fate to take its course, had somehow made his way here.
He stood atop the ruins in the distance, staring at the black Susanoo Armor blotting out the sky like a god, and at Konoha, split apart and reduced to chaos. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
He whipped around to face Itachi Uchiha, who had just emerged from the Kamui Dimension with blood at the corner of his mouth. His voice trembled with sheer astonishment. "Itachi! What happened?! What on earth is going on?!"
Fugaku Uchiha's questions still hung in the air when the rapid, dense thud of footsteps and the rush of bodies cutting through the air sounded in the distance.
Countless figures raced toward the Uchiha Clan Compound. Hokage cloaks snapped in the night wind as shinobi in uniforms of various colors streamed together. They were the Leaf Ninja Force, rushing to the scene after receiving the alarm.
At their head was the Third, Sarutobi Hiruzen.
He hurried forward, leaning on his trademark pipe, his steps urgent but steady. The Forehead Protector on his brow bobbed as he ran, and his aged face was grave.
The elite shinobi from Konoha's various divisions followed close behind. Anbu members in black uniforms moved through the ranks, their faces expressionless;
The Jonin looked solemn, their hands resting on the ninja tools at their waists, ready to fight at any moment;
The Chunin and Genin appeared more flustered, but still forced themselves to keep pace.
But when they reached the edge of the Uchiha Clan Compound and saw what lay before them, every footstep and shout stopped. The entire force seemed to have been frozen in place.
"W-what... what is that?!" A young Genin was the first to break the silence. His voice was filled with uncontrollable fear, and his body trembled against his will. He nearly dropped the Kunai in his hand.
He wasn't alone. Every Konoha shinobi present, regardless of rank, was so shaken by the sight that their scalps prickled and their breathing stopped.
Their eyes were fixed on the black figure blotting out the sky—a thousand-meter-tall Ultimate Complete Body Susanoo, like an ancient god descending upon the world. A faint crimson glow flickered beneath its tengu-helmet mask, and its enormous wings stirred slowly, whipping up a gale that made the surrounding ruins tremble;
The Eight-Handled Sword, hundreds of meters long and hanging at its waist, radiated an overwhelming force capable of destroying the world, though it stood completely still. The air itself seemed to grow thick and heavy.
Even more terrifying, atop the head of that monstrous Susanoo stood a blood-soaked boy.
His hair clung in tangled strands to his cheeks. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the Konoha shinobi below, and a frenzied, hysterical grin twisted his lips. He was Uchiha Genki, utterly out of control.
His Special Mangekyo Sharingan, formed from six interlocking Tomoe, now gave off an eerie red glow, making the bizarre domain around him seem even more sinister and cold.
On the ground, two enormous ravines stretching for thousands of meters cleaved through Konoha like impassable chasms, leaving the village shattered;
Countless houses had collapsed into ruins. Through the billowing smoke, the villagers' desperate wails and cries could still be heard;
The air reeked of blood and gunpowder, mingling with the domain's chilling aura and making everyone shudder.
Sarutobi Hiruzen stopped abruptly. The pipe slipped from his trembling hand and hit the ground with a clatter.
His aged eyes widened, filled with disbelief and shock. His hands clenched unconsciously, fingernails digging deep into his palms.
In all his long life, after witnessing three Shinobi World Wars, he had never seen such a terrifying ocular technique or a Susanoo of such immense size!
This power had already surpassed everything he knew about shinobi. It could easily destroy all of Konoha!
"Third..." A Jonin beside him struggled to speak, his voice hoarse. "Is that... Susanoo? How can it be so huge? And who is that boy?"
Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't answer. His gaze swept over the village below, divided into ruins, and the villagers shivering within the domain, their souls seemingly on the verge of being torn away. Then his eyes returned to the terrifying Susanoo and the frenzied boy, and an unprecedented despair welled up in his heart.
He could clearly sense the Soul Devour power contained in that strange domain, and it was spreading without pause. Once it fully erupted, all of Konoha would become a living hell.
"Everyone, be on guard!" After a brief moment of shock, Sarutobi Hiruzen forced down his fear. His aged voice steadied, carrying unquestionable authority. "Anbu, evacuate the villagers nearby! Jonin units, form a defensive line! Whatever that thing is, we have to stop him!"
Though fear still gripped them, at the Third's command, the Konoha shinobi forced themselves to recover and began moving, flustered but orderly.
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