Battle with the White Ghost, Finale of the Old Era

Uchiha Sou pushed his Body Flicker Technique to the limit, his Double Tomoe Sharingan locked firmly onto the high-speed afterimage blending into the night, tracking the scorching trail of Chakra left in the air.

Fast! Too fast!

Even with the dynamic vision of his Sharingan, he could barely capture a blurry white phantom darting through the forest ahead. Every flicker covered an astonishing distance, as if trees and terrain posed no obstacle at all. This speed completely exceeded his understanding of the Body Flicker Technique.

This was definitely Tobirama Senju! Only he could push the Senju clan's monstrous physique and Chakra control to such a terrifying degree!

What was the target? Reconnaissance? Or... the assassination of a key figure?

Tsang's heart leaped into his throat. He gave his all to catch up, but could only watch helplessly as the white shadow pulled further and further away. The gap in strength was laid bare in this moment.

However, just as the white shadow was about to vanish from his sensory range—

"Hmph! How dare a mere rat!"

A roar like a thunderclap erupted from the heart of the clan grounds! A massive, violent aura of fire-natured Chakra surged into the sky!

It was the clan leader, Uchiha Tajima!

Almost simultaneously, another surge of Chakra, heavy as a mountain yet containing explosive power, erupted from another direction, rising to meet the challenge without a hint of weakness!

"Uchiha Tajima! You were indeed hiding something!" a vigorous yet murderous voice bellowed.

Senju Butsuma!

Tsang's pupils contracted sharply. The Senju leader had come in person?! This wasn't a simple scouting mission or assassination; it was a meticulously planned, top-tier raid led by two of the greatest combatants! The target was the very core of the Uchiha!

The white afterimage ahead (Tobirama) did not pause for a second. Instead, using the shock and chaos caused by the collision of the two leaders' terrifying Chakra, his speed surged again. Like a ghost, he bypassed the main battlefield and lunged in another direction—toward the residential area of key Uchiha figures!

"Stop him!" Uchiha Tajima's roar echoed, but he was already locked in a stalemate with Senju Butsuma. The two legendary leaders clashed like fated rivals; the intense confrontation of Fire Style, Earth Style, and Water Style instantly ignited the night sky, with deafening roars and shockwaves sweeping outward!

Alarms blared throughout the Uchiha compound. Countless Uchiha ninja were roused, rushing toward the main battlefield and the rampaging white flash.

Tsang gritted his teeth and charged recklessly in the direction Tobirama was heading. He knew he was no match for Tobirama, but he had to do something! At the very least, he had to use these eyes to see his movements clearly!

In the chaos, he spotted Izuna. Izuna had clearly realized the threat Tobirama posed; his Three-Tomoe Sharingan was fully activated, and he was attempting to intercept the white-haired figure with a Kunai.

"Brother Izuna, watch out! His speed is far beyond the norm!" Tsang shouted a warning, simultaneously transmitting the fragments of Tobirama's movement trajectory captured by his Sharingan to Izuna via Chakra fluctuations.

Izuna's expression was grave. His Sharingan could see Tobirama's movements, but his body's reaction lagged behind that pure, extreme speed! Every exchange was a brush with death; had it not been for Tsang's precise Shuriken interference and timely warnings from the sidelines, he would have been wounded long ago!

"Annoying flies!" Tobirama's cold, impatient voice came from within the white phantom. He seemed irritated by Tsang's precise but non-lethal interference.

After a violent collision, Izuna was forced back several steps by a heavy kick from Tobirama. Using the recoil, Tobirama drifted backward as if weightless, passing just to the side of Uchiha Sou.

In that instant, Tobirama's gaze seemed to sweep unintentionally over Tsang's frantically spinning Double Tomoe Sharingan.

Tsang's heart gave a violent jolt, and a lethal sense of crisis pierced his brain like an ice pick! Without time to think, relying purely on his Sharingan's prediction and survival instinct, he poured all his Chakra into his legs and dodged wildly to the side!

Almost as he dodged, a razor-sharp Vacuum Blade grazed his neck, severing a few strands of hair and leaving a thin, bloody scratch on his cheek!

Fast! Ruthless! Accurate! And completely without warning!

Had it not been for the prediction provided by those two tomoe and his instinctive intuition for danger, he would have been decapitated!

A flicker of imperceptible surprise crossed Tobirama's eyes; he hadn't expected a brat with only two tomoe to dodge his casual strike. But he did not linger. His objective was clearly more important. The white figure accelerated again, shook off Izuna, and lunged deeper into the compound.

"Tsang!" Izuna was shocked and furious. Seeing Tsang nearly lose his life, rage consumed his reason, and he pursued Tobirama regardless of the danger.

On the main battlefield, the fight between Uchiha Tajima and Senju Butsuma had reached a fever pitch. The two old rivals were fighting with genuine ferocity, holding nothing back; every collision shook the earth. Both were advanced in age, their stamina not what it was in their prime, but their experience and murderous intent were only more vicious.

"Butsuma! I will take your head today!" Tajima roared, unleashing Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique. "Delusional! The era of the Uchiha ends here!" Butsuma bellowed, using Earth Style: Earth Flow River to forcefully block the fire dragon while charging at Tajima like a cannonball.

Close-quarters combat! This was the most dangerous, yet most likely way to decide the outcome quickly!

The two leaders fought like two aging but still ferocious lions, locked in a final struggle. The sparks from clashing Kunai, the dull thuds of Taijutsu, and the stifled roars and gasps wove together into a cruel, final melody.

Every Uchiha and Senju ninja witnessing this understood that this battle would likely determine the fate of both clans and serve as the final stage for these two leaders who had fought their entire lives.

Uchiha Sou clutched the stinging wound on his face, his heart still racing. The feeling of brushing against death was so vivid. He looked at the suffocatingly intense main battlefield in the distance, then toward the direction where Izuna and Tobirama had vanished, and a massive sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

In the face of combat at this level, his strength was truly insignificant.

Just then, a sudden change occurred on the main battlefield!

Senju Butsuma feigned a weakness, taking a heavy blow from Tajima head-on. While spitting blood, he used his muscles to lock Tajima's arm in a death grip! "Now!" Butsuma's eyes were blood-red as he let out a final roar!

A figure shot out from the shadows like a lurking viper! It was another expert from the Senju clan! He seized this fleeting opportunity, his poison-tipped Kunai stabbing straight at Tajima's undefended back!

"Father!" Izuna, who was fighting Tobirama in the distance, caught a glimpse of this from the corner of his eye and let out a heart-wrenching scream!

Uchiha Tajima's pupils shrank; he tried to break free, but Butsuma was holding him fast, paying with his own life!

At this critical, life-or-death moment—

"Get lost!"

A roar like that of a wounded beast shook the battlefield!

A black figure, moving with a speed far beyond his usual, almost frantic, tore through the air and appeared behind Tajima in an instant!

It was Uchiha Madara!

His Three-Tomoe Sharingan was spinning so fast from extreme rage and anxiety that it felt as if it would tear his eye sockets! He had no time for Ninjutsu; he could only slam his body into the attacking Senju expert!

Puchi!

The poisoned Kunai failed to pierce Tajima's back, instead burying itself deep into the shoulder Madara had used to block it! Agony surged, but Madara's movements did not pause for a second. His other hand, surging with violent Chakra, smashed a fist into the attacker's chest, shattering it!

However, just as Madara blocked this fatal blow for his father, the massive opening created by his all-out rescue attempt was exposed to his enemy.

Tobirama Senju, who had been searching for an opportunity all along, flashed a cold light in his eyes like a white hawk that had been waiting for a long time.

That Body Flicker Technique, which surpassed the limits of visual perception, was unleashed once again!

This time, his target was no longer a detour, but aimed directly at Uchiha Madara, who had left himself vulnerable by saving his father!

"Madara!" Tajima, having just broken free from Butsuma's restraints, was incensed to the point of his eyes splitting.

Izuna's cry of alarm was drowned out by the sound of an explosion.

Uchiha Sou's Sharingan could only see a white flash of death, moving at a speed beyond his comprehension, thrusting straight toward Madara's heart!

The shadow of death instantly enveloped Uchiha Madara.

At that very moment, the three tomoe spinning wildly in Madara's eyes—driven by the rage of witnessing his father in danger, the determination to block the blade with his own body, and the extreme shock of facing his own death—collided and burned with three extreme emotions!

The shape of those three tomoe began to twist, stretch, and fuse in a bizarre fashion...

A cold, powerful, and hate-filled Chakra erupted from within Uchiha Madara's body like an abyss!

The final movement of the old era's heroes was about to play. And the Mangekyou of a new era was quietly gestating amidst this extreme despair and hatred.

This brutal ambush was heading toward its conclusion in a way no one had anticipated, sowing even deeper seeds of hatred and change for the future.