The hundred-meter-tall Golden Giant Buddha stood over the ruins. Buddhist light shone in every direction, and its oppressive presence surged like a tide.
Sengoku slammed a palm down. The enormous golden palm blotted out the sky, its pressure gouging a massive depression into the sea.
Yaoyu and Yakumi formed hand seals simultaneously. Both pairs of Mangekyo Sharingan flared to life.
Sky-blue Susanoo rose from the ground—one bearing scythe patterns, the other kunai patterns. The two half-bodied giants, each dozens of meters tall, stood shoulder to shoulder and raised their arms together, catching the Buddha's palm.
With a thunderous crash, cracks spread inch by inch through the Susanoo's arms.
But the brothers' chakra surged in perfect unison, and the cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The power of Tsuru's Wash-Wash Fruit spread upward from Sengoku's ankles, attempting to "wash away" the Susanoo's chakra as well.
But Yaoyu and Yakumi's chakra was far more densely concentrated than she had expected. The Wash-Wash Fruit's power could only slide across the surface, unable to penetrate at all.
"These two children..." Tsuru murmured, a complicated emotion flickering in her eyes.
"Don't get distracted!" Sengoku barked, the Golden Giant Buddha's second palm already crashing down.
Yaoyu and Yakumi did not meet the second strike head-on.
The brothers split left and right in perfect coordination. Their Susanoo's scythe and kunai slashed out together, crossing into an enormous cross-shaped strike that cut toward the Golden Giant Buddha's wrist from the side.
Sengoku was forced to pull back his palm to block. The cross-shaped slash struck the Buddha's palm, bursting into a ring of golden light dust.
Tsuru seized the opening and moved in from the flank. The Wash-Wash Fruit's power became an invisible ripple that swept toward Yaoyu's Susanoo.
Yakumi immediately maneuvered his Susanoo