Her body was breaking apart. Crimson fissures spread across her frail, withered frame, and a blood-red aura became a pillar of light that shot skyward, towering beneath the night sky.
The many ninja near the battlefield sensed that immense chakra and turned to look at the pillar rising into the night.
Even Hashirama and Madara stopped fighting and looked over together.
"I never thought there would still be someone in this era who could activate the Eight Gates Released Formation," Madara Uchiha said admiringly. "That chakra... Hashirama, who do you think is the unlucky one?"
Hashirama did not know...
He could not sense what was happening over there.
As the one facing her in person, Hyuga Tenji knew the situation all too well. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and tremendous fear gripped his heart!
Even if the person before him looked as though she would crumble and collapse in the next instant, the sheer force she radiated at that moment was enough to inspire terror.
Instinctively, every cell in his body screamed beneath the crushing pressure of that blood-red chakra.
I'll die! I'll die! I'll die!
Just one hit! And I'll die!!!
I can't take it! I can't block it! Since this technique first appeared, countless stories had been told, but not one ninja had ever withstood this life-burning strike head-on!
What do I do?!
Pride and self-respect churned wildly within him, yet death and fear flowed through the depths of his heart, shadowing his every thought...
Opposite him, her entire body had begun to burn under the impact of that immense chakra. Her flesh was mangled, her skin charred and peeled away, exposing the horrifying muscles beneath. Although the raging chakra had already torn her body apart, the forced control of the Heavenly Puppet Suit still allowed