"How could I possibly fall so easily when I'd already come this far?!"
Enormous chakra surged endlessly through his body. Under the crushing pressure of the entire space, Madara forced himself to his feet step by step. Yet beneath the pressure from within and without, his organs suddenly hemorrhaged. Blood seeped from every pore across his body at once, and in mere seconds, he had become a blood-soaked figure. From afar, he looked like an asura from hell.
"He can still resist?" Shin looked at the hazy sphere of light in his hand, surprise appearing in his eyes as he clenched his fist a fraction faster.
"Urgh!" With that simple motion from Shin, the pressure on Madara multiplied. He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his organs, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
"I... I am Uchiha Madara...!" As though exhausting the last of his strength, Madara let out a roar. Under the gravity of the solidified space, he laboriously brought his hands together and formed a peculiar hand seal.
"That hand seal is...?" Shin murmured when he saw him form it. Yet before he could identify it, an immense chakra force suddenly came from the space Madara occupied. It pierced through the spatial barrier, crossed the boundaries of time, and, carrying powerful life force, flowed directly into Madara's body.
"The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path's chakra!" Shin said in a low voice, his gaze sharpening as he abruptly clenched one hand.
"Argh!" Uchiha Madara cried out as his body began to swell, as though he were enduring unbearable agony and could burst apart at any moment. But just then, the chakra of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path he had summoned entered his body.
In an instant, a cold and vast chakra radiance emerged