Amaterasu Maximum Output!

Uchiha Genmei was no pushover either.

His body shuddered.

A massive surge of senjutsu chakra flooded his entire being.

He let out a cold sneer:

"Calling me a half-baked amateur?"

"Then let me show you just how formidable a half-baked amateur can be!"

Unlike the incredibly convenient divine arts of the Otsutsuki, the gods of this land, no matter how powerful, had not reached that level of mastery.

Activating their divine arts required the assistance of incantations, or rather, words of power.

He stepped forward, bent his knees, and lightly spun his flaming blade.

With the reinforcement of massive ocular power...

And the integration of senjutsu chakra...

The youth began to chant:

"I hereby declare: the sun born from the Fusang God Tree shall illuminate the world once more!"

The inexplicable vitality stirred by the words of power merged perfectly with his ocular power, fueled by the senjutsu!

"Dojutsu... no, Divine Art: Amaterasu, maximum output!"

Six-thousand-degree flames surged upon the Divine Sword.

That Sun Fire transformed the Tsumugari Great Blade into a Sword of Blazing Fire!

The roar of the raging flames caused—

The surging heat on the blade to turn all of All Creations within an unknown radius...

Into steam—and molten lava!

The high-pitched chant continued:

"O Steel of Thousand Blade Breaker, borrow the Goddess's Sun Fire and seize His kingdom!"

Their eyes locked!

Vast killing intent flowed between them.

Clang! Ping!—

The two Divine Swords clashed.

The intersection of divine wind and divine fire caused the heavens and earth to ring with the sound of destruction.

At this moment—

The world lost its color!

In a space where nothing existed but white, Ame no Oshiho-mimi watched, Observing the mocking expression on Okuninushi's face.

His face twitched, And he sighed helplessly:

"To think you have been waiting here for so long. Do you intend to mock Me before stepping into the Yellow Springs?"

Okuninushi, with his black hair, black robes, and black eyes, Let out a scoff:

"That is correct. I have been waiting here for you, wanting to see what kind of failure you would face after once again seizing everything that was mine."

Ame no Oshiho-mimi gave a bitter smile:

"Who could have imagined that the youth would actually complete the divine art?"

"Facing that kind of flame, there is no possibility of Me surviving."

"Is that a compliment?" A cold, clear voice drifted over.

It caused both gods to turn their heads.

The person who had arrived was none other than Uchiha Genmei.

"How did you get in here? This is The Other Shore, where the living world and the Yellow Springs intersect."

"This is a place that only the dead, or those hovering between life and death, can reach."

Facing the surprise of Okuninushi and Ame no Oshiho-mimi.

The youth shrugged, and said with ease:

"I came in very easily."

This was a lie.

He had projected his consciousness here, guided by the throbbing of his ocular power.

He scanned his surroundings, feeling a sense of wonder.

This place was...

the very spot where, in the original story, Kakashi and Obito met their father and Rin when they were on the brink of death?

It was indeed as the two of them had said, a place where the living world and the Land of Yomi intersected.

The two deities were not interested in how the youth had entered.

Seeing that he wasn't telling the truth, they didn't press him further.

Okuninushi didn't even want to speak to the youth who had defeated him. He simply sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and rested.

Ame no Oshiho-mimi, however, said calmly:

"Youth... speaking of which, I still don't know your name."

"Uchiha Genmei," Uchiha Genmei replied to the deity, preparing to withdraw from this space.

"Wait, I want to make a deal with you."

Hearing this, he retracted his intention to leave.

He asked gently:

"What do you want to trade?"

Ame no Oshiho-mimi smiled slightly, "Destroy the Pure Land that obstructs the cycle of life and death in the Land of Yomi."

"If you agree, I will give you immense benefits."

The youth raised an eyebrow. Destroy the Pure Land?

That was the domain of the Sage of Six Paths. Was this a trick, assuming he didn't know?

He spread his hands: "Explain what's in the Pure Land first."

Seeing the youth before him, so cautious, Ame no Oshiho-mimi sighed, and explained the situation of the Pure Land in detail.

He said:

"That's the situation. As long as you agree, I will give you my last bit of divinity."

Uchiha Genmei heard this, and said with a frown:

"The matter of the Pure Land needs to be planned for the long term, after all, the Sage of Six Paths is unfathomable."

"For now, I can only agree to this: once I possess the power to resolve everything, and without compromising my own interests, I will agree to your request."

Anyway...

He planned to control the Shinobi World by force in the future. The rigid Sage of Six Paths would naturally dislike this.

He would definitely jump out and oppose him. If he truly confronted him...

destroying the Pure Land would be a simple matter then.

Hearing this, Ame no Oshiho-mimi didn't dwell on it. A golden rune flew from his brow.

"This is my last bit of divinity. Do not resist."

He did not resist the rune, allowing it to merge into his body.

He wasn't afraid anyway, with the Blade of Wisdom as his backup.

Uchiha Genmei waved his hand, signaling his farewell.

"Then I'll be going."

"Youth... no, Genmei-kun, remember to return to the living world and search for the Yata Mirror."

"Understood," the youth replied with a smile, and formally departed.

Back in reality.

Within the massive crater of molten lava, the body of Ame no Oshiho-mimi slowly dissolved into the glowing embers of fire amidst the crackling sound of searing flesh.

The young man stood upon the golden-red, high-temperature lava and let out a soft sigh:

"You were a formidable opponent. I will remember you, Ame no Oshiho-mimi."

He turned and walked away from the fiery pit.

Upon reaching the edge, he looked at the three people before him with a hint of surprise.

"You actually managed to make it here? Weren't you all severely injured?"

These three were Tsunade and the others.

Tsunade gazed at the lava crater, which spanned an unknown number of meters in diameter, and covered her mouth in disbelief: "Did you really do this?"

Orochimaru's composure completely shattered. Cold sweat streaming down his face, he stared at the terrifying youth before him.

His hoarse voice rang out: "It is truly an eye-opener. Yuan Ming, have you already reached the realm of the God of Shinobi?"

Hearing his companion's words, Jiraiya exclaimed: "The God of Shinobi? Power equal to Lord First? How is that possible!"

Before he could finish, Tsunade said in a deep voice: "There is no doubt. This guy's power is already on par with Grandfather."

The young man was just about to respond when he noticed the two toads on Jiraiya's shoulders, both staring at him intently.

He frowned and performed a hand seal to create a shadow clone.

"Yuan Ming, what are you doing?"

"I am sending a clone to find the shrine maiden on the other side," he replied with a smile, addressing Orochimaru's confusion.

Inwardly, however, he felt something was wrong, so he sent the clone to hide Matatabi.

After all, those two toads were chatterboxes in the original story; why were they staring at him with such eerie gazes... without saying a word?

Meanwhile, in a temple on the border of the Land of Demons.

A strange monk, even while confined to this body of wretched aptitude, could still see across a thousand mountains and ridges.

He witnessed the end of that battle.

With a cold, mocking sneer, he muttered:

"The descendant of that lowly wench and those remnants, are they? It seems I must change my strategy."