As Natsume and King Jiaye erupted at the same time, both fighting for their lives.
In an instant, the battlefield's energy level was raised several tiers.
One gold and one red—two colors surpassing light itself—swallowed the entire surrounding area.
They even overshadowed the original blue stellar-core fireball, forming a confrontation against it.
Where those two immense powers collided, a black dimensional membrane formed, continuously devouring all nearby light and energy.
At the same time, long, twisted spatial cracks spread outward from the center of the battle.
Chunks of space were sliced apart and shattered.
Vast stretches of void were laid bare.
Even though the main universe's corrective force was repairing it with all its might, it was far too slow to keep up with the destruction...
This sight left everyone in the distance utterly dumbfounded.
They had actually shattered space within the Progenitor God Body's gravitational field?
Wasn't that far too absurd?
This no longer resembled a decisive battle between two peak demigods. It was more like a clash between two [True Gods].
At that moment, the pressure of life and terror of the soul emanating from that battlefield were almost comparable to the might brought by the [Progenitor God Body].
In a sense, the battle was even more massive—and more terrifying—than the [Four Kings' Melee] in the Royal Palace region!
Elsewhere.
Just as Natsume and the others fell into a desperate battle, the smaller battlefield near the Royal Palace had also decided its victor on Hashirama's side.
At this moment, Senju Hashirama, his entire body wreathed in crimson steam, stood in the center of a deep crater ten thousand meters wide.
Beneath his feet lay Elder Otsutsuki Xiaoshiki, already completely carbonized and dead.
In his hand, he gripped Elder Otsutsuki Wang Shi, whose head was all that remained—only