Since becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki and mastering the Six Paths Power, Madara Uchiha had believed himself to stand above the heavens.
Yet at this moment, the Ten-Tails chakra within his body actually emitted a muffled whimper.
This whimper was imbued with the most primal shiver.
It was as if it feared some kind of higher existence.
"Playing God!"
Madara let out a cold snort as his staff slammed fiercely into the empty air.
Just within this single breath.
The sky cracked.
The vault of heaven, originally firmly obscured by heavy dark clouds and rolling with dark red thunder, was torn open by an enormous, extremely barbaric breach right down the middle by an invisible pair of giant hands.
There was neither a deafening roar nor a heaven-shaking anomaly.
There was only a pitch-black expanse so profound that even light was completely swallowed.
Shadow Domain!
Immediately following.
A foot wearing a black ninja boot calmly stepped out from that pitch-black rift, treading upon the empty air.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed across the dead silence above the wasteland, as though stepping on the tips of everyone's hearts.
Following the complete emergence of this figure.
The air across the entire Land of Wind battlefield changed.
If the clone had displayed a torrent of energy so violent to the extreme that it felt as though it could explode at any moment.
Then the figure that appeared at this moment was a bottomless, pitch-black ocean.
Restrained.
Serene.
Yet that extremely compressed, high-level energy caused the surrounding Natural Energy to behave like courtiers meeting their sovereign, not daring to stir up even a trace of rebellious fluctuation.
Even the enormous God Tree in the rear, which was greedily absorbing the earth's nourishment, halted.
Its wildly dancing roots were forced into stagnation under this silent