Chiya immediately flew toward the expanding rift.
The power of the eye on his forehead descended, and the space split apart on both sides slowly began to close. The rift grew narrower and narrower, while the broken rocky ground below drew closer with it.
Kaguya followed him over and stabilized the surroundings with him.
A moment later, the last trace of black vanished.
Just as Chiya lowered his hand, the sky before him split apart again!
The spot that had just closed reopened, covering an even larger area than before!
His expression immediately darkened.
Kaguya did not continue trying.
Her Byakugan traced the rift outward. In the distant sky, there were many more tiny fractures. They crossed the wasteland, passed beyond the high clouds, and had already spread far beyond where the two had fought before.
"There are many more."
Chiya followed her gaze, his fingers slowly tightening.
What they had seen just now was only the part that had already split open.
Farther away, even the skies that still appeared intact had been affected.
With their current strength, there was no way they could restore all of those places to normal.
"Let's stop them first."
Chiya raised his hand again.
This time, golden light spread outward along the rifts, pinning their moving edges in place. Kaguya flew to the other side and helped him stabilize the places expanding the fastest.
The two continued forward along the outskirts of the battlefield.
Within the once-blurry depths of the rifts, different scenes gradually emerged. Some were pitch-black, some revealed unfamiliar daylight, and one reflected vast, rolling mountain ranges.
As Chiya flew past one of them, his gaze suddenly froze.
A broad street appeared behind the rift.
Cars drove beneath Chinese road signs, while the glass windows lining the street reflected sunlight.
Chiya's