"I don't understand why you're so arrogant, but it doesn't matter anymore."
The Truth-Seeking Orbs behind Uchiha Madara split apart again and again, transforming into Truth-Seeking Needles that filled the sky.
"Perfect. I'll use your own technique to finish you. Let's see if you can still protect your head this time..."
One look was enough for Hamura to know things had gone terribly wrong. This guy might be a junior, but his talent for techniques was simply terrifying. How long had it been? He had already learned this move?
Just how far had his control reached?
If this continued, once he developed Amenominaka and the Expanding Truth-Seeking Orb, the situation would become completely uncontrollable.
Why hasn't my brother come yet? If he doesn't come soon, I might really die here today...
Hamura appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was already panicking.
He formed a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree, all-encompassing shield from Truth-Seeking Orbs, barely blocking the rain of Truth-Seeking Needles. However, it had one drawback—it obstructed his own vision.
It was exactly the same technique he had used against Uchiha Madara before.
And at that moment, Uchiha Madara was already standing beside him. The instant the Truth-Seeking Orb shield changed shape, Madara thrust his Sage Staff forward. The weapon in his other hand was no longer a black rod, but a bone staff formed from Bone Ash Killing.
The previous exchanges had merely been probes, meant to lower Hamura's guard. Now was the moment for a killing blow.
Not even a Sage Body could withstand Bone Ash Killing. No matter how unwilling or regretful one was, they could only perish on the spot. Uchiha Madara was no fool; there were simply things that had never been worth his attention.
The most important thing now was to deal with this guy before