Break the Deadlock of Self-Destruction! Obito Airdrops Madara Uchiha!

Early morning, underground military transport tunnels of the Land of Iron.

The raging purple Susanoo expanded within the narrow passageway, Sasuke's left eye's six-pointed star spun rapidly, and a giant lightning sword swept out.

The first hundred or so armored White Zetsu were cleaved in two by the raging lightning, their pale limbs and foul-smelling fluids splattering all over the rock face.

There was no blood flowing, nor any painful cries.

The shredded bodies lay on the ground, but instead of ceasing to writhe, their chests glowed with an eerie dark red light.

Kakashi's pupils constricted sharply as his Three-Tomoe Sharingan detected an extremely dangerous surge of chakra. "Something's wrong! Retreat!"

Without a word, Sasuke instantly retracted his Susanoo, touched the ground with his toes, and retreated dozens of meters backward.

That sword strike had just cleaved through White Zetsu's disguise. In the darkness at the end of the passage, dozens of shriveled, withered chakra puppets were revealed. In the center of each puppet's chest, Black Rod gleaming with a cold, metallic luster was deeply embedded.

Shikamaru's hands Hand Seals, his shadow spreading rapidly along the base of the wall as he stared intently at the unusual movement ahead. "These monsters aren't meant for an ambush. They're suicide infantry controlled by Black Rod!"

"How far are we from the surface venue?" Sasuke asked coldly.

"The straight-line distance is less than three hundred meters," Kakashi announced a fatal figure.

If these dozens of chakra puppets equipped with Black Rod were to storm into the Five Kage Summit hall and detonate, the venue would be reduced to ruins. Even without Obito's instigation, the Kage of each village would be plunged into endless suspicion and chaos.

"What a scheme. Trying to force us to turn against them with such underhanded tactics." Sasuke his Kusanagi Sword tightly, arcs of electricity crackling violently across the blade. "But he overlooked one thing."

"What?" Shikamaru asked.

"These eyes of mine are specifically designed to counter these tricks hidden in the shadows." Sasuke's left six-pointed star suddenly contracted, his pupil power pushed to its limit.

In sight, between the Black Rod on the chests of these dozens of puppets, there were invisible dark red Chakra Threads connected together, like an intricate spider web. The source of all the threads eventually converged on an extremely tall, heavily armored puppet at the deepest part of the passage.

"That's the control center." Sasuke spoke rapidly, issuing tactical orders directly. "Kakashi, you're in charge of cutting off the front-line interference. Shikamaru, control the flanks. Leave the core to me."

"Clear!"

Kakashi's hands Hand Seals, and the piercing cry of the Chidori Blade instantly echoed through the ground. He transformed into a streak of blue lightning, charging towards the horde of puppets.

Bang! Bang!

Chidori precisely pierced the knees of the two golems, forcibly interrupting their charge. But these monsters felt no pain, instinctively wielding their sharp bone blades and frantically crushing the ground.

"Ninja Art: Shadow Stitching Technique!"

Shikamaru's shadow split into dozens of jet-black spikes, pinning down the ankles of the six puppets attempting to flank him.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. "They're so heavy... were these things raised on iron?!"

Shikamaru thought to himself: This Uchiha Clan kid really doesn't hold back when giving orders, but he has to admit that their tacit understanding and cooperation without needing to discuss it is really reassuring.

In that brief moment of respite, Sasuke move.

Instead of unleashing a wide-ranging barrage of ninjutsu, he moved like a ghost through the gaps between the puppets. With each swing of the Kusanagi Sword, he precisely severed a single Chakra Threads connecting the puppets.

"Five... ten... fifteen..."

Sasuke calmly counted. The connection sequence of the Black Rod was extremely complex; cutting the wrong rod would trigger a chain reaction of explosions. However, the Hexagram Sharingan perception allowed him to clearly analyze all the chakra flows, and his movements were completely unhindered.

Finally, he crossed the densest defensive line and approached the end of the passage.

The largest core puppet sensed the threat, and the Black Rod on its chest instantly erupted with a blinding red light, as a destructive wave of chakra swept outwards.

"It's going to force itself to explode!" Shikamaru roared.

The core puppet slammed its arms into the ground, and the terrifying chakra resonance shattered the load-bearing rock pillars of the underground troop transport tunnel.

Boom--!

A large section of the dome collapsed. A massive boulder weighing several tons, interspersed with twisted steel bars, crashed straight towards Kakashi's head, who was holding him back.

Kakashi had just pierced a puppet with his Chidori, his old power exhausted and no new power generated. The boulder was falling too fast, and he didn't have time to Hand Seals or use a substitute.

Shikamaru's shadow was severed due to the collapse of the terrain, and he was too far away to be rescued.

At this critical moment.

Unlike before, Sasuke no longer had only his goal in mind. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, stomping his right foot hard on the stone slab, abruptly halting his advance.

At the back of Sasuke's neck, the Orochimaru Cursed Seal that Naruto had locked tightly with Yang Release emitted a teeth-grinding buzzing sound as Sasuke actively and forcefully activated it.

Even though it had been sealed, the remaining Cursed Seal chakra was still ferocious. The black Cursed Seal patterns instantly covered Sasuke's left cheek, bringing him an intense tearing pain, but also granting him explosive speed.

"Chidori Sharp Spear!"

Sasuke's palm crackled with lightning, transforming into a ten-meter-long blue lightning spear.

It wasn't aimed at the enemy, but rather swept upwards.

Laugh!

The blinding lightning sliced through the boulder hurtling towards Kakashi in two with the ease of cutting through tofu. The two halves of the rock grazed Kakashi's shoulder and crashed down, kicking up clouds of dust.

Kakashi rolled on the spot to steady himself, a great shock flashing in his single eye.

The Sasuke who used to be obsessed with revenge would never waste such a golden opportunity to take someone's head in order to save others.

But he turned back today.

Sasuke didn't even glance at Kakashi. Using the momentum from swinging the Chidori Sharp Spear, he suddenly flicked his wrist.

The lightning spear drew a sharp zigzag in the air, piercing precisely into the chest of the core puppet in front of it.

Lightning exploded.

The core Black Rod embedded in the puppet's chest was shattered by the destructive power of the Chidori Sharp Spear.

The dark red chakra that was about to explode flickered twice, like a bomb with its fuse cut, and then went out completely.

Thump.

The core puppet's massive body crashed to the ground. Having lost its source of control, the dozens of frantically charging chakra puppets around it all collapsed onto the snow-covered and rocky ground, remaining motionless.

Dead silence.

Only the faint sound of rubble rolling down the underground troop transport tunnel remained.

Shikamaru collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, looking around at the wreckage with lingering fear. The destructive power of those monsters was like a ticking time bomb.

Sasuke dissipated the lightning in his hand, and the black Cursed Seal on the back of his neck receded back into the seal like a tide. He was slightly out of breath, his face a little pale, and the six-pointed star in his left eye slowly rotated twice before finally returning to its original black pupil.

Kakashi stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and walked over to Sasuke.

"Well done, Sasuke." Kakashi's tone was gentle, filled with undisguised admiration. "If you hadn't intervened in time, the Five Kage Summit would have been completely ruined if those monsters had charged in."

Sasuke sheathed his sword with a crisp clang.

He bent down and picked up a broken piece of the Black Rod.

Kakashi looked at him. "What's wrong?"

Sasuke squeezed the fragment into powder with his fingers. He stared coldly at the remains on the ground. "Naruto's seal, while locking Orochimaru's Cursed Seal, also revealed the dark undertones of this chakra. The composition of these Black Rod is just as repulsive as the Cursed Seal."

He threw the scraps on the ground, clapped his hands, and spoke with a cold, resolute tone.

"Obito thinks he can drag the Shinobi World down with these underhanded methods? He's wrong." Sasuke turned around, his crimson cloak drawing a cold, sharp arc in the dimly lit passage. "The debts of the Uchiha will be settled according to my own rules. This underground of the Land of Iron is the first stop in his plan's collapse."

He didn't turn around, his voice echoing in the long corridor. "Let's go. Now that we know Obito's trump card, it's time for us to fight back. This time, I'm not waiting for anyone to come to my rescue."

Kakashi and Shikamaru exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

Just as the three left the passage and headed to the surface hall to report back...

Deep beneath the Land of Iron, in a layer of dead rock where not a single ray of light can be seen.

Space twisted without warning, displaying Uzumaki ripples. Obito Uchiha, wearing a tiger-skin mask, slowly stepped out of the Kamui Space.

He glanced down at the dark red Chakra Threads that had suddenly snapped in his palm, a chilling glint flashing in his single eye.

"Even the meticulously arranged self-destructing puppet was seen through." Obito's hoarse voice echoed in the empty cave. "It seems Itachi not only gave him eyes, but also cured his brain along the way."

Beside it, a figure, half black and half white, emerged from the rock wall.

"The advance force was completely wiped out. Not only did it fail to destroy the venue, it actually made them cling to each other even tighter." Black Zetsu let out a chilling laugh. "Obito, your diversionary tactic seems to have turned into a farce."

"A farce?" Obito coldly, casually tossing away the broken Chakra Threads in his palm.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the center of the dead rock layer.

There, four thick roots of heretic demons were tightly wrapped around a huge dark red wooden coffin. On the surface of the wooden coffin, a shocking word "spot" was written in dark blood.

"Since they're so fond of forming alliances, let's give them a congratulatory gift that they'll never forget."

Obito formed a strange hand seal and pressed it onto the surface of the wooden coffin.

"Airdrop this body directly onto the table at the Five Kage Summit."