My Suffering Surpasses Yours!!!

The massive figure of the Susanoo remained standing in the center of the battlefield, its purple flames burning like a torrential flood across its surface. It was as if a deity had descended, crushing all obstacles in its path with effortless ease.

The air on the battlefield was thick with a deathly silence, save for the searing heat of the purple flames silently consuming everything.

The Asura Path and the Preta Path were destroyed in an instant, like mayflies crushed beneath the swing of the Susanoo's blade.

The cold, indifferent aura of Uchiha Yoru blanketed the entire battlefield, chilling the soul.

Nagato stood in the distance, taking a deep breath as he looked up. His eyes pierced through the billowing smoke and dust, sweeping over the scene of devastation before him.

This world, once full of hope, had been torn asunder by a war of blood and fire.

There was no anger in his heart, only a profound exhaustion and an unspeakable, aching pain.

"Unifying the Ninja World—it sounds like a dream worth yearning for." His low voice carried a trace of calm, yet it was laced with an endless weariness, as if all hope had turned pale and powerless.

"But even if the Ninja World were unified, if people have never felt pain, how could they cherish a peace so hard-won?" He spoke slowly, his voice rising with a long-suppressed firmness and resolve. "Without extreme suffering, humanity cannot truly reflect, and conflict will never be extinguished!"

He stared straight ahead, his heart seemingly having reached a final decision: "Therefore, war will arrive sooner or later, and the Ninja World will remain fractured!"

This was not pessimism, but the truth as he perceived it—a conviction buried in the deepest recesses of his soul.

Peace was merely an illusory dream; only after endless suffering could there be a true awakening.

Seeing this, Konan seemed to understand something, and she rushed toward Nagato in a panic, desperate to stop him.

Her hands gripped Nagato's arms tightly, her eyes flashing with the light of despair and terror.

She knew that Nagato could no longer withstand such a massive consumption of chakra, yet he persisted in pushing his conviction toward the edge of destruction.

"Nagato!! No!! You will die!!!" Her voice was nearly a scream, filled with boundless heartbreak and pleading.

Nagato did not turn back. His gaze remained fixed ahead, staring through the fracturing void toward that distant goal.

His heart seemed to have reached a state of absolute finality, as if all pain and struggle were no longer enough to shake his resolve.

"Only in the face of pain will humanity truly awaken." His voice became hollow and distant, as if he were speaking to himself. "This is what they truly need—not the fantasy of peace, but the pain they can endure."

He closed his eyes, letting everything around him blur, as if nothing else mattered anymore, save for that heavy, singular conviction.

Konan's expression twisted in pain, and she flapped her wings to quickly retreat from the core area.

She knew that no matter how she tried to stop him, she could not change the decision Nagato had already made.

After Konan cleared the core zone, Nagato's gaze sharpened. The palms of the Deva Path Pain suddenly slammed together, and black chakra surged forth, enveloping everything in the vicinity.

The sky seemed to grow even more oppressive, a heavy atmosphere filling the entire battlefield.

"Those who do not understand pain can never understand true peace!!!"

The Deva Path Pain raised his hands and roared, "Chibaku Tensei!!!"

His voice echoed like thunder in a rainy night, deafening and carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth.

The black sphere detached from the Deva Path Pain's palm and rose into the air, immediately emitting a powerful gravitational pull.

Creak, creak.

The debris and buildings on the ground began to loosen, pulled upward by the immense gravity.

That powerful force acted like a massive black hole, swallowing everything. Whether it was fragments of buildings or the civilians trapped in the area, all lost the ability to resist, dragged into the sky to eventually coalesce into a single, pitch-black sphere.

Nagato's nose bled, and he gasped for air, his eyes still fixed on the black sphere. The scene in the sky grew increasingly tense, the pressure in the air becoming almost suffocating.

Just then, a cold, mocking sneer shattered the silence.

"Chibaku Tensei?" Uchiha Yoru's voice cut through the battlefield like a freezing wind, dripping with disdain. "Heh."

Then, his words grew more intense, carrying an overwhelming aura: "Nagato—my pain is far greater than yours!!!"

This deafening declaration seemed to freeze the very air around them.

Nagato froze.

The Susanoo of Uchiha Yoru suddenly took flight.

The massive figure rolled through the air, purple flames churning like a raging sea. A powerful repulsive force erupted from its blade, surging straight toward the heavens.

In that instant, the atmosphere of the battlefield grew even more strained, the surrounding space seemingly crushed by this immense pressure.

The blade of the Susanoo seemed to break the laws of physics, carrying immense power and repulsion as it carved a terrifying trajectory through the air, slashing fiercely at the Chibaku Tensei summoned by Nagato.

In an instant, the sound of the collision was deafening, as if the world itself were trembling from the conflict.

Two opposing forces of repulsion collided violently in the sky, tearing the air apart and creating intense ripples.

Under the control of Uchiha Yoru, that power reached its limit, shattering the core of the Chibaku Tensei that Nagato held so dear.

BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!!!

A series of explosions rocked the entire battlefield. The flames of the blast and the shockwaves surged outward, light and darkness intertwining in a single moment like the arrival of the apocalypse.

Nagato's eyes widened, staring in stunned silence at the violent spectacle in the sky.

He could not believe that his Chibaku Tensei had been torn apart so easily by the repulsive force of Uchiha Yoru.

The core of the Chibaku Tensei began to crack unstably, the black sphere rapidly disintegrating in the air to form a massive vortex of destruction.

The powerful gravity that had blanketed the battlefield vanished instantly. Debris, fragments, and even people were thrown in all directions by the massive shockwave, and the battlefield descended into absolute chaos.

Uchiha Yoru's Susanoo remained completely unscathed, its blade still held high as purple flames burned, as if he had already become the sole master of this battlefield.

A flicker of disbelief flashed through Nagato's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a return of his composure and resolve, though his heart grew increasingly heavy.

"No... this is impossible..." Nagato muttered to himself, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

The Giant Susanoo slowly descended, and Uchiha Yoru stepped out, his expression cold and stern.

"Nagato, your pain cannot be mentioned in the same breath as mine." Uchiha Yoru's voice was low, carrying a sense of oppression. "True power is the key to controlling everything. Your so-called peace is nothing more than a fantasy."

Before the words had even faded, the core of the Chibaku Tensei shattered completely, and a massive burst of light swallowed the entire sky.