The Six Paths Level battle continued. Across the three battlefields, different situations unfolded.
The aftershocks kept spreading throughout the entire world, even more vast and terrifying than the previous battle between Sasuke, Naruto, and Uchiha Madara.
Shin and the Sage of Six Paths continued clashing with long-range ninjutsu. One wanted to pull the other out of the new world, while the other searched for an opening and patiently waited for his backup plan.
Across the entire Main World, violent chakra had brought natural disasters everywhere. In Konoha, deep earthquakes had caused countless houses to collapse without ninja protection.
At an open square in the very center of the village, dozens of figures moved swiftly, carving intricate patterns across the ground. From high above, one would see that it was a sealing formation unlike anything ever seen before.
A woman in a white robe stood atop a distant building. Konoha's villagers had all been subdued and imprisoned in the rear mountains.
Her fiery red hair fluttered in the wind. Even standing here, she could sense the terrifying chakra in the distant heavens.
Her gaze tightened slightly as Uzumaki Mito looked in that direction. Naturally, she could see nothing; she simply could not suppress the worry in her heart.
If possible, she wanted to go to the battlefield and help personally. But she could not. Though her strength was among the very best in the Ninja World, there was still a considerable gap between her and the Six Paths Level.
The only thing she could do was make sure the final preparations were properly arranged. As for success or failure, that truly depended on fate.
Before her, every person had a rotating clan crest behind them. Such patterns were common among Konoha's ninja, but these people wore no Konoha forehead protectors.