This was the situation Naruto had tried so hard to avoid.
Yet there seemed to be no way to avoid it completely.
Of course, Naruto didn't regret his decision. The Rinnegan, the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, and the complete annihilation of the Cloud and Mist Villages—he considered it a very worthwhile bargain. Another reason he dared to make such a decision was that Uchiha Madara was absolutely not the sort of person who would team up with others, especially not with his "juniors."
So what if he just watched?
Naruto was still confident enough.
However, to prevent any truly unexpected outcome,
Naruto had made a few preparations in advance. Implanting Itachi with Shisui's Mangekyō Sharingan was one such measure. Now it seemed that this Asura of the Shinobi World really was as arrogant and aloof as ever, watching the Five Great Shinobi Nations Allied Forces fight Naruto. More than that, he was probably even judging their "dance" as a "referee," wasn't he?
Good. As long as things stay this way, that's all I need. Let your arrogance lay the true foundation for everything in the new world, Uchiha Madara!
A streak of increasingly icy menace surfaced between Naruto's brows.
He turned his gaze back.
His eyes refocused on Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Ōnoki.
"Clap!"
Naruto's hands came together once again, swiftly.
At the angle he fixed his gaze upon,
"Ha!"
A deep shout rang out.
"Sage Art: Breathing Destruction!"
The chakra Naruto drew out to its absolute limit, and the chilling fluctuations that spread from it—
"Rumble!"
In an instant,
the heavens and earth changed color.
"Hm!?"
"What's this!?"
"What in the world is that!?"
"!?"
"Waaah!?"
A violent wind swept up.
"The scale of this technique!?"
At the forefront,
the three of them felt the overwhelming might firsthand.