The world-swallowing Canglan tsunami surged toward the Three Great Sages in an instant, carrying the force of an apocalypse. The overwhelming pressure of its vast waves had already pinned them in place, leaving them no room to struggle.
The defensive barrier Gamamaru had formed with the last of his senjutsu chakra was torn apart like flimsy paper in a gale the moment the tsunami touched it. It vanished into the waves without even raising a ripple.
"No—!" Gamamaru let out a cry of utter despair as the tsunami's impact smashed into his frail, aged body. The sharp crack of breaking bones rang clear.
The senjutsu chakra he had spent his entire life cultivating collapsed in an instant amid the waves, like dust swept away by a gale. His aged skin rapidly shriveled and cracked as the tsunami devoured and crushed the natural energy within him.
Gamamaru, who had once sat securely in the position of Mount Myōboku's Sage and witnessed a thousand years of change in the Shinobi World, was now like a candle guttering in the wind, struggling desperately in the apocalyptic waves. His cloudy eyes brimmed with endless regret and resentment. He hated himself for betraying them, for taking a chance, and most of all, for underestimating this man who could destroy heaven and earth.
But regret was useless. The tsunami's power was too terrifying. Every time the waves washed over him, they robbed him of what little life he had left.
In moments, the waves tore Gamamaru's body into countless fragments. His soul was annihilated along with it by the senjutsu power of the Ultimate Canglan, reduced to wisps of energy that merged into the tsunami until not a trace remained.
Only a piercing wail lingered briefly amid the roar of the waves before it, too, was