Natsu's Concerns and Confidence, Madara Uchiha's Annoyance

In the last encounter, it was indeed Imu's true form that appeared, but throughout the entire battle until its conclusion, the opponent never revealed the other forms hidden by the Devil Fruits.

Besides, Imu has most likely already fully mastered the other nineteen divine weapons remaining beneath the Void Throne. If it really comes down to a full-blown, all-out battle, Natsu isn't entirely confident he can win.

After hearing these words, Ban's brows slowly furrowed.

"So, according to you, you don't have the confidence to have a clear advantage when facing that Imu?"

Natsu's lips curled into a faint smile, "That can't be generalized. As long as I'm based on Origin Island, no one in this world can defeat me."

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Madara's eyes. Izuna Uchiha, who had been quietly listening, also looked up at Natsu, his eyes full of doubt.

Natsu raised a proud smile and slowly revealed the secret.

"As I mentioned before, the Dōjutsu of the Mangekyo Sharingan in my right eye is called Ōkuninushi."

This soul-path divine power can firmly lock my physical body and soul into one.

To completely destroy me, both Genjutsu corruption and physical destruction must work simultaneously.

If either of them remains, I can continuously restore them using my Dōjutsu.

Once activated, the physical and spiritual forces can mutually enhance each other, compensating for any weaknesses.

He paused briefly, keeping everyone in suspense.

"But what you don't know is that my left Dōjutsu is called Takamagahara, meaning the origin of the gods. As for its true power, when I unleash it, Madara-senpai will be quite surprised."

"The birthplace of the gods?"

With a slight twitch of his brow, a clear look of surprise appeared on his face.

This name carries immense symbolic weight.

Each pair of Mangekyō Sharingan in the Uchiha Clan possesses abilities corresponding to different divine powers.

Just like Izuna Uchiha's Amaterasu and Kagutsuchi, which respectively symbolize the Sun God and the fire god, one gives birth to an inextinguishable black flame of destruction, and the other can control all flames at will.

Madara himself also possesses two unique Mangekyo Sharingan abilities.

Like Natsu, he would never easily reveal his trump card unless it was a matter of life and death.

The name "the origin of all gods" alone suggests that Takamagahara corresponds to perhaps the most ancient Origin deity.

Thinking of this, even Ban felt a genuine curiosity arise in his heart.

Natsu caught his probing gaze and suddenly a mischievous smirk appeared on her face.

"Want to find out more? Ha, I'm not telling you."

"You bastard!"

Even Madara Uchiha, who was usually calm and composed, suddenly had veins bulge on his forehead.

This guy... he's definitely getting more and more annoying the more you look at him.

He was the second person he disliked after Tobirama Senju.

In the depths of the boundless ocean of the New World, on the shallows of an unnamed deserted island, the tide slowly recedes, leaving an enormous body abandoned forlornly on the warm sand by the waves.

That's Jack the Drought.

Even though he was deep in a coma and completely motionless, the immense pressure emanating from his body still firmly enveloped the entire deserted island.

Wild beasts lurking in the forest and predators roaming the mudflats all kept their distance, not daring to approach even a fraction of a second.

His body was charred and broken, like a mangled corpse that had crawled out of a fiery abyss.

A gruesome sword wound ran across his chest, deep enough to expose bone, almost splitting his massive body in half.

The surface of the skin was covered with large areas of burn marks, and after being soaked in cold seawater for a long time, it had a pale grayish-white color, with layers of wounds intertwined in a gruesome manner.

For days, flocks of carrion-eating seabirds have been circling and chattering overhead, but they have never dared to come down to peck at the food.

This seemingly lifeless body still showed a faint but persistent rise and fall of its chest, a glimmer of life lingering.

Jack was dragged back to life by excruciating pain.

As his consciousness, shrouded in darkness, slowly rose, the first thing to engulf his body was the excruciating, tearing pain from the fatal sword wound in his chest.

Each breath he took felt like countless tiny blades were stuck between his bones, repeatedly cutting and grinding, causing his internal organs to tremble with pain.

His thick arms, which had not yet completely shed their beastly form, were charred and cracked by the extremely hot energy.

His five fingers were tightly curled up, deeply embedded in the soft sand, and the gaps between his fingers were filled with half-dried blood and mud. With each exertion of his fingertips, tiny beads of blood seeped from the cracked wounds.

He struggled to turn over, his massive body slamming heavily across the sand, finally lying on his back, panting heavily.

The scorching sun overhead stung his eyes, making them sting and blurry, but he had no strength left to even raise his hand to shield them.

He lay there quietly, letting the tide rise and fall, letting the sea breeze sweep over his broken body again and again.

Until the surrounding seabirds finally let go of their fear and dared to land on the beach to peck at the dead fish carcasses washed ashore by the waves.

The scene of that decisive victory remained etched in my mind.

The dark red Susanoo Skeleton blotted out the sky, and the giant figure, tens of feet tall, stood on the sea, its oppressive aura overwhelming the Four Blues.

Uchiha Kei stood calmly between Susanoo's eyebrows, his demeanor composed and indifferent. He didn't even draw his long sword; he merely raised his hand and lightly slashed with his sword, delivering a fatal blow that annihilated the battle.

He is one of the Three Calamities of the Beasts Pirates, Ancient Zoan Mammoth Devil Fruit User, with a bounty of one billion Beli, and is known throughout the New World for his thick skin, tough body, and fearlessness.

Kaido has joked with him countless times that he was born with a body that could take a beating, making him the most suitable person to withstand all frontal attacks.

With his powerful physique, he roamed the Four Blues, overcoming countless deadly situations, and was always the one who suffered the fewest injuries and had the most stable survival.

But the moment that sword fell, he truly touched the outline of death for the first time.

The cracking sound of bones breaking, the shattering of flesh, and the bone-chilling cold that pierced through the body remain vividly etched in my memory to this day.

It turns out that his proud and unbridled talent for taking beatings was nothing but a laughable display of arrogance in the face of the Uchiha's absolute power.

What chilled him to the bone was never the power of that sword strike, but rather the Uchiha Kei looked down at him.

There was no contempt, no rage, no arrogant disdain of the strong crushing the weak.

It was an extreme calm, like casually sweeping away roadside pebbles, like completing a trivial task, with no ripples in the eyes, only a silent "all done."

Who would have thought that such a top-tier powerhouse, who could severely injure the Three Disasters with a mere wave of his hand, was just a bodyguard following behind Uchiha Natsu the Summit War a few years ago, remaining inconspicuous among a group of top-tier fighters?

At that time, the bounty of 1.87 billion was not considered top-tier among the list of top experts who often had bounties in the billions.

Yet this very same guard, with a single sword strike, sent the infamous Drought plunging into the deep sea, nearly annihilating him completely.