The Six-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan.
Ever since Tengai Shinsei had descended, those eyes had remained in this form.
Imu had noticed.
He had noticed from his very first glimpse of those eyes.
They were different from the Mangekyō Sharingan, and even more different from the ordinary Sharingan.
Three tomoe had become six, and the arrangement of their markings had changed completely.
Imu did not know what those eyes were called, but he could sense the level of power contained within them.
It was something beyond every known system of power on these seas-something more ancient, more fundamental.
The Void Sword and the Chaos Sword attacked from below and above.
The Void Sword thrust toward his ankle, while the Chaos Sword slashed toward the center of his forehead, sealing off every avenue of escape for Madara.
Madara did not dodge.
He raised his left hand, palm facing outward, and a thin shield of dark purple chakra formed over his palm.
The Void Sword struck the shield with a dull thud. Its tip sank half an inch in, then could advance no farther.
The Chaos Sword slashed against the shield, unleashing a ring of pitch-black shock waves. Fine cracks spread across the shield's surface, but it never shattered.
The Sea God Sword arrived right behind them.
Deep blue vapor coiled around its blade. As it slashed down, its force surged like a crashing tsunami, carrying the immense power to crush everything in its path.
Madara was forced back, sliding dozens of meters through the air as a broad swath of clouds beneath his feet was blasted apart.
The Six-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan spun rapidly, taking in the flight paths of all twenty weapons.
The Sacred Decree Spear thrust down from above, pure white holy light gathering at its tip. Its scorching rays heated the