After blocking Tree World Emergence, Naruto's Shadow Clones vanished one after another. Only the first Shadow Clone remained, panting continuously, but it too was on the verge of disappearing—its chakra had been completely exhausted.
The chakra provided by the Nine-Tails had been entirely used up by that last technique.
"That's enough, Naruto... You've done more than enough. Leave the rest to us!" Ryōtenbin Ōnoki said weakly, still forcing himself to stand.
"Tsuchikage-sama, your injuries..." the ninja beside him said, his tone full of concern.
"Heh!" With a soft chuckle, Ōnoki raised his head. Though his left eye was tightly shut and blood continued to spill from it, a different kind of light shone on his face—a strength from the depths of his heart, the strength of being reborn.
"It's finally time to reclaim myself. With someone like Uchiha Madara as an opponent, this moment has not been in vain. How could injuries like these serve as an excuse!"
"Being stubborn is not a bad trait, but refusing to recognize the facts after understanding the gap between us is simply foolish." Uchiha Madara's voice suddenly rang out. Everyone looked up to see that, at some point, Madara and Mū had leaped onto a pile of rubble not far in front of them.
Ōnoki's gaze froze as he gritted his teeth and looked up, his eyes filled with defiance.
Madara's lips curved into a mocking smile. "What's with that look, Ōnoki? Don't tell me you still want to fight me now. I thought the blow you just suffered had taught you what despair was, but it seems you haven't learned your lesson!"
Ōnoki closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them a moment later. The light in his eyes had not dimmed in the slightest; instead, it burned even fiercer.
"Yes," he said