Extinguishing Lightning with Lightning

"Boom!"

A terrifying silver-white bolt of lightning descended straight down from the vast thunderclouds, hurtling towards Uchiha Madara at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

No matter how fast you go, you can't escape the Rinnegan's detection.

Uchiha Madara instantly locked onto Baihe Feiren, who was enveloped in silver-white lightning, and his pale purple Rinnegan began to rotate strangely.

Unlike the previous illusion and reality.

At this moment, Baihe Feiren had completely transformed into a silver-white lightning form, and his pupils contracted violently, turning into a tiny black dot.

"Body Flicker Technique!"

Without needing to leave a handprint, Uchiha Madara's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Pity.

The silver-white lightning, transformed from Baihe Feiren, seemed to possess the ability to lock onto enemies, hurtling eastward at an eerie angle.

"Sizzle--"

The silvery-white lightning briefly tore a crack in the space.

"He's got something."

Uchiha Madara his tongue, a wicked smile appearing on his lips.

Clang—

He gripped the palm-leaf fan with both hands, and silver-white lightning struck the fan with unstoppable force.

Intense lightning power dissipated, transforming into countless bolts of lightning that escaped from around the fan and directly coiled around Uchiha Madara behind it.

"Pfft--"

The electric current from the lightning power was extremely strong, causing Uchiha Madara's body to tremble violently uncontrollably.

As the electric current differentiated, the Baihe Feiren materialized from the side.

"How are you, alien race? Have you felt the terror of the thunder?!"

His eyes revealed an endless frenzy.

What he enjoyed most was watching his enemies being engulfed by lightning.

The terrifying destructive power of the thunder was so great that even the Giant Root Clan, known for their physical strength, could not suppress the excruciating pain.

In just a few moments, the enemy will turn black and become shrunk!

It smells so good, like meat!

Meat rich in thunderbolts is truly...

So delicious, so tempting!

"The attack is only average; if you consider it a massage, it's not bad."

Uchiha Madara's voice was calm, but the flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably under the stimulation of the electric current.

"You're so stubborn!"

Baihe Feiren's smile froze, and then he vanished into lightning once more.

"Snap!"

Countless streaks of silver-white lightning suddenly struck down from the thunderclouds in the sky, as if to Destruction the entire camp.

"Thunder Plasma!"

The sound permeated the entire camp, resounding loudly amidst every bolt of thunder.

"Click click click--"

The area where Uchiha Madara was located was instantly enveloped by endless lightning.

Countless silver-white lightning bolts converged, surging like magma, eroding an area of hundreds of miles in radius.

As the Thunder Plasma slowly dissipated, the area struck was transformed into a terrifying, bottomless crater.

All around, stray bolts of lightning still leaped and danced, radiating a chilling aura.

Lightning coalesced, Baihe Feiren form floated in mid-air.

He crossed his arms and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The only slight disappointment is that we can't enjoy the delicious food anymore.

Beneath the Thunder Plasma, nothing remains!

He was nothing but an arrogant alien race; he would surely be reduced to dust under the corrosive power of the Thunder Plasma!

"Hey, are you from the same ethnic group as him?"

Baihe Feiren turned his gaze to the motionless Uchiha Kei.

Uchiha Kei glanced back at him, then at the still-thick thunderclouds in the sky, but did not reply.

"I'm talking to you! You alien!"

Baihe Feiren's eyes narrowed, and a hint of coldness crept into his nonchalant voice.

Uchiha Kei remained silent.

"Asshole!"

Enraged, Baihe Feiren transformed into silver-white lightning and surged into the thunderclouds.

"Feiren, the alien race from before is still alive."

A dry, hoarse voice rang out from the mouth of the Baihe Clan members were as cold as ice.

"What?"

Baihe Feiren was immediately stunned.

"Thud--"

Footsteps echoed slowly from the bottomless abyss.

"The technique is good, I feel very comfortable."

He rubbed his cracking neck like Uchiha, his combat suit torn by the Thunder Plasma, revealing his muscular upper body.

His devilish eyes were filled with satisfaction.

Baihe Feiren frowned deeply. "You actually survived under the Thunder Plasma? Alien, you're quite impressive."

"Not bad? Hehehe, you're not bad either, a competent masseur."

Uchiha Madara smirked.

"Damn aliens!"

Although I don't know what a massage therapist is, it's clearly not a desirable profession.

Baihe Feiren used the same trick again, transforming into silver-white lightning and diving into the thunderclouds.

"You like the Thunder, right?"

Uchiha Madara threw down his fan, clasped his hands together abruptly, and shouted, "Sage Mode!"

A face Senju Hashirama, with his eyes tightly closed, appeared on his chest.

"Immortal Technique - Yin Release: Lightning Dispatch!"

"Click--"

Terrifying purple lightning suddenly erupted from his hands!

It rose into the air and expanded instantly!

A terrifying bolt of lightning, far exceeding the size of the thundercloud, enveloped it entirely.

"What kind of thunder is this?"

As Baihe Feiren merged into the thundercloud, he felt a sense of fear as the purple lightning enveloped him.

He ranked ninety-second out of the top 100.

The Divine Authority Key he obtained granted him the power of thunder, and all the thunder in the world came under his control.

However, the purple lightning that enveloped him was completely beyond his control.

Even faintly, within this purple lightning, he sensed a trace of fear!

"Receive!"

Uchiha Madara clenched his fists tightly.

The purple lightning that had enveloped the thunderclouds suddenly contracted.

The massive thunderclouds began to dissipate, and soon Baihe Feiren form could no longer be concealed.

Baihe Feiren tried to break free from the encirclement of purple lightning, but the moment he made contact, he spat out a mouthful of silvery-white blood.

"That's impossible!"

Baihe Feiren's face was filled with disbelief.

Possessing the power of thunder within the rules, his flesh and blood had long since transformed into thunder.

Thunder...

Can it also be injured by thunder?