In Sage Mode, Yakushi Kabuto could deliberately shut off his senses, moving freely through the intense light and sound waves of the White Rage Technique.
A translucent membrane covered his eyes, and a jutsu sealed his ears, blocking out every outside disturbance.
Amid the dazzling white light, he alone moved as comfortably as a fish in water.
He set his sights on Sasuke first, greed gleaming in his serpentine pupils beneath the harsh light.
After all, the Ning Xue here was merely a clone. Devouring him would serve little purpose.
Uchiha Itachi was merely an unexpected complication in the Impure World Reincarnation. As long as Kabuto found a chance to rewrite the talisman in his brain, he would instantly become his pawn again.
The remaining three were of no consequence to him. After all, he possessed all their abilities, and his were even stronger.
At that moment, the intense light and sound waves suppressed Sasuke so thoroughly that he could not even raise his head.
He clamped both hands over his ears. His eyes stung so badly that he could barely open them, and his vision was nothing but a chaotic expanse of white.
Under the constant vibrations of the sound waves, Susanoo's purple armor shuddered as though countless tiny hammers were striking it. Cracks spread layer upon layer, threatening to shatter it completely at any moment.
Just then, a blurred figure suddenly appeared directly in front of him.
The figure emerged from the white light, his right arm already transformed into a long whip studded with bone spikes. With the explosive thrust of the Cursed Seal Propulsors, it slammed into Sasuke's Susanoo like a white war hammer.
Bang-!
The purple Susanoo shattered under the blow. Fragments of bone scattered like broken glass, while the cracks in its armor widened