The aftermath of the loud sound that tore the sky apart did not dissipate, turning into an invisible impact that swept across the devastated earth.
Debris of dust and energy flew like a blizzard, dyeing the entire Valley of the End with a layer of apocalyptic gray.
Xuan's figure is suspended in mid-air, and beneath his feet is the main root of Divine Tree that has completely collapsed and lost all life breath.
His posture was as calm as an abyss, as if the devastating battle just now was just the end of a drama that had nothing to do with him.
In his right eye, the complex and strange [Myriad Phenomena Return to the Eye·Xianxu] was still slowly rotating with an inhuman rhythm. The depth of the pupil reflected the energy traces that escaped during the battle between Madara Uchiha and Obito. Those traces were like an intricate star map, which he analyzed and imprinted in his mind.
He did not leave in a hurry like a victorious fisherman.
On the contrary, he closed his eyes and sunk all his senses into the dead land beneath his feet.
Soon, an extremely weak but extremely pure chakra pulse came quietly from the depths of the ground, from the location of the remaining core of Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
This pulse is like the last heartbeat of a dying person. Due to the collision between Madara and the Six Paths-level power of Obito just now, it was inadvertently triggered a resonance, and he woke up again from his deep sleep.
Almost at the same time, a cold mechanical prompt quietly emerged from the depths of his consciousness.
"Warning: High concentration fluctuations of inactive Six Paths Yin Power detected... Source confirmed: Madara Uchiha internal seal."
The corners of Xuan's mouth curved into a cold and satisfied arc.
He whispered to himself, as softly as if he was just speaking to himself, "They are tired from beating, but I haven't eaten enough yet."
At the edge of the battlefield, in a bottomless rift, three black shadows shimmering with cold metallic light were silently stalking the ground.
The leader, Chiyo Saori, had red hair that stood out in the dim light. She gestured to the three magically modified, ferocious-looking humanoid puppets behind her, and then took out a metal pipe about two meters long and covered with runes from behind.
She inserted the device named "Chakra Siphon Tube" accurately into a deep crack in the ground. Countless hair-like metal tentacles instantly extended from the end of the tube, reaching into the depths of the earth's veins.
"Start the 'Silent Recycling' mode." Her voice was very low, with an unquestionable command tone, "The frequency is locked at 0.3 Hz. We must not let any sentient ninja detect our energy abnormalities."
The ninja Baba who was squatting next to her on guard, frowning and staring at the siphon that was slowly glowing, couldn't help but ask, "Master Saori, can this thing really pull Yin Power out of the body of that kind of monster?"
Chiyo Saori didn't look back, with a calculating cold light in his eyes. "It's not smoking, it's 'borrowing'." She said coldly, "When a living body is severely injured and is on the verge of death, the barrier that maintains its own chakra circulation will naturally leak due to weakness. We are not robbers, just travelers who happened to pass by and took a breath along the wind."
At the same time, Xuan in the center of the battlefield acted more directly and more mysteriously.
He still had his eyes closed, but the pupil power of his right eye had been activated to the extreme.
A strand of black silk thread, a hundred times thinner than spider silk, overflowed from the corner of his eye and instantly submerged into the void. It followed the reverse beacon that was quietly implanted in Madara's body when he fought with him, and began to reverse infiltration.
This is not a direct attack, but more like a high-dimensional resonance.
The black silk thread is not an entity, but a pure embodiment of pupil power. It accurately simulates the unique resonance frequency of Divine Tree cells, and begins to slightly and rhythmically disturb the sealing structure in Madara's body that is no longer stable due to serious injuries.
It's like using a tuning fork to arouse the resonance of another huge bell. The purpose is not to ring it, but to make it tremble and shake off a few grains of dust.
Madara's body is that treasure house.
Xuan, on the other hand, is using the most exquisite key to pry open a crack in the treasure house.
In his mind, the system's prompts sounded one after another, like the most beautiful music.
"Capture Six Paths Yin Power fragments x2... The integrity of the fragments is 7.3%."
"Ding! Successfully analyzed Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique residual formula x1... the formula composition is being analyzed..."
"Multi-source fusion progress +8%...Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan evolution conditions have been met 71%."
Although these fragmented powers are far from enough for him to directly master Six Paths Power, or to display the complete Rinne Rebirth, they are like catalysts and indispensable nutrients for his unique eyes to reach higher levels.
At the top of an abandoned observation tower far away from the battlefield, Torune Aburame's face was gloomier than the night.
Countless tiny Kikaichū flew out of his body and kept flying back, bringing back the latest updates from Allied Shinobi Forces's top brass.
"Hidden Leaf Village... to Sixth Hokage The hardliners led by Kakashi advocate the immediate assembly of all remaining forces to encircle and suppress you at all costs." He repeated the information sent back by the insect swarm in a low voice, as if speaking to the air, "But Hidden Cloud Village and Iwagakure The representatives of refused. They... they said that after seeing the battle between you and Madara Uchiha, they refused to create the next Kaguya Ji for Hidden Leaf Village."
Fear has spread like a plague among the top brass of the coalition.
The fear of the unknown even overwhelms the desire for victory.
Torune bit his fingertip, blood dripped on the open scroll, and quickly wrote a line of secret report.
He knew that this might be his last time delivering information to Xuan.
Once Xuan's plan succeeds, he will be reborn; if it fails, he, the traitor, will be executed on the spot by Hidden Leaf Village, leaving no trace of his body.
He rolled up the scroll and stuffed it into the belly of a parasite disguised as a dust moth. With a flick, the inconspicuous "dust moth" flapped its wings and flew silently into the night, flying in the direction of Land of Wind.
At this moment, deep underground, an extremely suppressed low roar suddenly came!
Madara Uchiha, who was lying motionless among the gravel, suddenly opened his eyes!
The pair of Rinnegan burst out with overwhelming anger and suspicion.
He clearly felt that the supreme power in his body was being pulled and stripped away by an invisible force in a way that he could not understand!
"Who is it?!" He forced his broken body to sit up, Rinnegan burst out with purple light, scanned the world in all directions, and let out an earth-shattering roar, "Who is stealing my power?!"
Not far away, Obito, who was also seriously injured, struggled to stand up.
The Mangekyō Sharingan crack in his left eye was deeper, almost completely shattered, but there was a twisted and sickly sneer on his face, "It seems... we are all being treated as food in captivity, Madara."
The two looked at each other in the distance, the hatred burning in their eyes not diminishing at all.
But at this moment, a deeper chill, a sense of humiliation at being placed on a higher-level chessboard and reduced to pawns, made them briefly stand on the same front.
They all realized that a real hunter hidden behind the scenes had quietly completed his harvest.
High in the sky, Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
The rotation speed of his right eye pupil has returned to a steady pace, and it is as deep as a black hole that swallows everything.
He spread his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a ball of extremely pure black energy slowly condensed and compressed, and finally turned into the size of a fingernail, but it seemed to contain the dark crystal core of an extinct world.
This is the "False Yin Seed" formed by extreme compression of the two Yin Power fragments.
He lowered his head, looked at the masterpiece in his palm, and stated a fact in a calm voice. "The fate you have been fighting for your whole life is just my supper tonight."
The moment the words fell, he stopped staying, turned back, and stepped into the space crack that quietly opened behind him.
The moment the figure disappeared, the Divine Tree root system below, which had long since dried up and turned into dead wood, twitched strangely without any warning.
The movement was extremely slight, as if it was just an accidental tremor of the earth's crust.
But that certain will buried deep in the deepest part of the earth, a certain existence that is older and more primitive than Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, was just like being plucked by an invisible hand, and was disturbed for a moment from its eternal sleep.
The wasteland before dawn was as quiet as death. Xuanpan sat on a broken ancient altar with his palms in his hands.