Prisoner Madara, Go All Out!

Inside the laboratory, the enormous body of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path had vanished without a trace.

The laboratory seemed much more spacious, but the oppressive aura that lingered around it not only didn't dissipate, but actually became even heavier.

Kou stood in the center of the laboratory, his eyes closed.

His hands remained in the Six Paths: Ten-Tails Coffin Seal posture, suspended in front of his chest.

Outwardly, there were no obvious changes in him, but that inhuman aura was already subtly spreading from him.

That was the aura of the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.

Under the tense and expectant gazes of Sasuke and Orochimaru, Koko slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his eyes opened, the light of the Six-Tomoe Rinnegan poured out from his pupils, then vanished in an instant.

The suffocating pressure from before vanished completely within him in an instant, as if it had never existed.

"How was it? Did you succeed?!"

Sasuke asked impatiently.

Kou nodded, looked at Sasuke, and a reassuring smile appeared on his lips.

"Ah, it's a success! It went even more smoothly than I expected."

He raised his hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, felt the transforming power within him, and confidently tilted his head back:

"Now, all I need to do is wait for the Ten-Tails ' power to fully transform within me, and then I can become a true... Ten-Tails Jinchuriki!"

Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something when Orochimaru clapped his hands.

"Clap, clap, clap."

"Congratulations."

Orochimaru chuckled, his smile even brighter than before:

"Now that you have the power to defeat Madara, shouldn't you release me from my restraints as promised?"

Kou turned to look at him, the smile on his lips fading slightly:

"No need to rush, I will naturally do what I promised you."

However, it will take me a little longer before I officially become the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.

"I'll help you break free of your constraints once I've fully transformed."

He paused, then looked away from Orochimaru's face:

"Now, all you need to do is stay obediently by my side."

With that, Kou didn't look at Orochimaru again, but turned around and earnestly instructed Sasuke and Naruto:

"Sasuke, Naruto, you two go to the battlefield immediately and act according to the previously established plan to avoid casualties when fighting the Impure World Reincarnation Uchiha."

after all..."

The knocking sound deepened, and the words carried a hint of urgency:

"Now is not the time to free them from the control of the Impure World Reincarnation or for Madara to realize that something has changed here."

"Understood, we'll go now."

Sasuke nodded immediately, turned his gaze to Naruto beside him, and said solemnly:

"Let's go, Ming..."

He took a step, then stopped.

Naruto stood motionless, his blue eyes fixed on Koto, his pupils seemingly unfocused.

Sasuke frowned.

"Naruto? Hey, Naruto!"

"Huh? Yes, I'm here!"

Naruto blinked, instantly snapping back to reality, and exclaimed in delight:

"Brother Kou, you succeeded?! That's fantastic!!"

"Idiot, I already asked that question!"

Sasuke gave Naruto a sharp rap on the head without any hesitation:

"How could you just stand there daydreaming at a time like this?!"

Naruto covered his head, instinctively wanting to explain something, but ultimately kept quiet, only baring his teeth at Sasuke and silently thinking:

"You stinky Sasuke, just you wait!"

"I'll remember this debt!!"

Looking at the two lively characters in front of him, he shook his head helplessly, waved to them, and his tone softened:

"Alright, alright, let's get going, everyone's waiting for you."

Naruto and Sasuke immediately turned their heads away, ceasing their confrontation, and nodded in unison.

Sasuke placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder, and Naruto immediately mobilized his Chakra and used the Flying Thunder God Technique.

The two disappeared from Kou's sight in the next instant.

In the empty laboratory, only Kou and Orochimaru remained.

Looking at the spot where the two had disappeared, he turned around and gazed towards the Land of Rice Border.

His gaze pierced through the empty corridors of Night City, across the sea, and across that vast distance.

On that boundless plain, a figure clad in jet-black armor came into view.

The figure held Long Halberd and rode a black warhorse formed from the power of Yin–Yang Release. He was arrogant and flamboyant, like a war god who had stepped out of mythology.

"Uchiha, Madara."

Gazing at that retreating figure, familiar faces from my memories overlapped with it, only to fade away little by little.

After a moment, he slowly turned around, a resolute glint in his eyes:

"It's time to end this."

"This final... war!"

Meanwhile, at the Land of Rice Border

"Hashiramar!!"

Ban trampled a Wood Dragon to pieces, Long Halberd, carrying intense Kakkō, charged straight at Hashirama who was charging towards him.

The Long Halberd in his hand transformed into a flowing line of fire, its tip pointing directly at the Hashirama's chest!

But just as the halberd tip was about to make contact, his movements suddenly froze.

Hashirama didn't miss the opportunity and slapped Madara in the chest.

That palm strike was imbued with the power of Sage Power, and golden light condensed in the palm.

The moment the palm touched the spotted breastplate, the black armor suddenly cracked open, revealing a bloody, mangled chest underneath.

Ban let out a muffled groan, his eyes instantly regaining their clarity.

His body was pushed backward by the force of the palm strike, his feet leaving two deep furrows in the ground, creating a distance of several feet Hashirama.

Ban looked down at his chest, his brow furrowing slightly.

The wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shattered flesh reformed, and new skin covered the wound.

But Ban's brows furrowed tightly, and his one purple and one red eye were filled with doubt.

What was that feeling just now?

"Is someone spying on me? Is it that kid...?"

In the distance, Hashirama observed Madara's reaction, as if he understood something, and smiled inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Don't get distracted, Madara!"

Now, I'm going to go all out!

Before he could finish speaking, Hashirama had already charged straight at Madara.

He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a golden sphere of light radiating intense Natural Energy condensed between his palms, containing the power to flatten a mountain.

"Tsk, what a troublesome guy."

Ban sensed the immense aura ahead and his brows furrowed even more.

He glanced at the battlefield from the corner of his eye.

In the distance to the left, two Susanoo in combat.

Obito's Susanoo clashed with Itachi's Susanoo on the wasteland, sending pebbles and dust soaring into the sky, blotting out the sun.

On the right side of the battlefield, eight Tailed Beast stood on the ground, fighting alongside several Impure World Reincarnation powerful figures and Kakashi and his group against the Impure World Reincarnation "Uchiha".

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield, with the Impure World Reincarnation Kage joining the fray, the number of White Zetsu troops was rapidly decreasing at a visible rate.

On each side of the battlefield, the situation seemed to be deadlocked.

And this is all before the enemy he fears most has even appeared.

Madara's expression gradually turned serious. He stopped looking at the battlefield around him and instead focused all his attention on Hashirama in front of him.

Crimson steam began to rise from his body.

Ban glanced sideways at the Hashirama in front of him, and swung his Long Halberd forward, drawing an arc in the air.

The arc exploded in the air, compressing the air into visible white ripples, transforming into a terrifying shockwave.

The pebbles on the ground were blown into the air, only to be shaken into dust before they even reached the top.

The Hashirama tumbled in mid-air before finally landing steadily on the ground.

He looked up at the crimson steam emanating from Ban's body, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"Is he going to use his full power?"

The crimson steam surged forth, gradually forming a crimson column of energy around Ban's body.

A pillar of blood shot skyward, soaring straight into the clouds!

Ban's long hair stood on end under the impact of the blood-red steam, and his eyes gleamed with a terrifying light.

"While the battle with you was certainly exhilarating, it's... time for it to end."

Madara's gaze swept across the entire battlefield, finally settling on Hashirama.

His lips curled slightly upwards, but there was no hint of a smile, only an indifferent indifference as if he had everything under control.

"This war is a foregone conclusion!!"

With that, the crimson steam surged once more, completely engulfing Madara's figure!

The next instant, an even more terrifying shockwave surged out from the crimson pillar of energy, destroying everything within hundreds of feet in front of it!

Hashirama's pupils constricted sharply, and he instinctively summoned the Giant Bell, enveloping himself within it...

On the distant battlefields, everyone subconsciously glanced in the direction of that crimson pillar of energy.

Whether it was the two Susanoo fighting, the Jinchuriki and the Impure World Reincarnation Uchiha Jinchuriki battling it out, or the Kage harvesting White Zetsu, they all felt that earth-shattering pressure in that instant.

That was Uchiha Madara's true power.

At the cost of burning his life force, he fully activated the Eight Gates and obtained... a power that surpasses the Six Paths!