Forcing Kamui Apart, Shattering the Mask-Madara Uchiha Breaks Out of the Coffin!

Central Plaza of the Land of Iron, noon. A strange gust of air forcibly tore open a gap in the blizzard.

The floor tiles shattered inch by inch, and dark red light surged forth from the cracks like karmic fire. The heavy wooden coffin engraved with the character "Sandalus" was slowly but irresistibly rising to the surface. The immense pressure of Chakra caused the Five Kage present to change their expressions.

"Enjoy this grand gift," Obito, half-hidden in the swirling Uzumaki, chuckled hoarsely. "Naruto Uzumaki, no matter what rules you set, the dead don't need to follow them."

He thought he was absolutely safe. Kamui's intangibility mechanism was the most unreasonable Absolute Defense in this Shinobi World. As long as he didn't want to, no one could touch his real body.

Naruto raised his head, his icy blue eyes fixed intently on the spatial ripples in mid-air.

"You talk too much nonsense." Naruto spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "You really think I can't get rid of your turtle shell?"

Obito chuckled and accelerated his retreat, preparing to completely disappear into the deeper space.

In that instant, Naruto clasped his hands together.

"System," Naruto shouted in his mind.

[Ding! Host forcibly drawing upon extremely dangerous energy detected. 'Six Paths Observation State' activated.]

[WARNING: This state can only last for a maximum of 180 seconds! Exceeding this time will result in severe mental exhaustion!]

Buzz!

An extremely vast and ancient aura burst forth from Naruto's body. The pure white and ice blue of his eyes were instantly covered by a noble purple-gold pattern. Deep within his pupils, Six Paths intricate ripples flashed by.

The pain was excruciating. It felt as if a scalding hot coal had been shoved into my eyeballs, and as if countless ants were frantically gnawing at my meridians.

But the world before Naruto's eyes had completely changed. The wind and snow slowed down into a frozen scene, and everyone's Chakra turned into colorful threads. And the space in mid-air where Obito was was not "disappearing into nothingness" at all, but rather a series of intersecting spatial nodes.

Obito's body is undergoing high-frequency slicing and transfer between these nodes. He is not non-existent, but rather constantly jumping between the current space and other dimensions.

"So that's how it is." Naruto's lips curled into a cold, sharp smile.

"How arrogant!" Obito sneered, his right eye blazing with red light as he fully activated Kamui.

Whoosh!

Naruto didn't Hand Seals; with a flick of his right hand, seven specially made Flying Thunder God Kunai shot out in a fan shape. They weren't aimed at Obito, but rather precisely embedded themselves in seven empty spots around Obito.

"It missed? What's that kid doing?" Kurotsuchi below frowned.

The Raikage crossed his arms, his body crackling with electricity, and remained silent, but his eyes were equally filled with doubt.

Obito had no time for mockery. He was just about to transfer the left half of his body into the alternate dimension when he was horrified to discover that the spatial nodes he had set up were completely blocked by an extremely domineering Yang Release Chakra!

Those seven Kunai Flying Thunder God Mark, like seven nails, precisely pinned down his escape route. The trajectory of spatial transfer was forcibly blocked.

"How is this possible?!" Obito's single eye, hidden beneath his mask, widened in shock, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

Coincidence? Absolutely not! This guy can see the trajectory of Kamui's movements!

"Panic already?" Naruto slightly bent his knees, and the stone slab beneath his feet shattered into dust. "Flying Thunder God - Second Stage!"

A golden light flashed. Naruto traversed dozens of meters of void, suddenly appearing above Obito's head. His right arm was raised high, and a rapidly spinning blue sphere of light, infused with Senjutsu Chakra and Yang Power, had already taken shape.

Obito had nowhere to avoid it; the space was sealed off, and he could only forcibly stop the transfer. He gritted his teeth and raised his right arm, which was covered with Hashirama Cells, to block.

At the very moment their Chakra collided...

Below, amidst the ruins, Kakashi suddenly covered his left eye, knelt on one knee, and let out a painful groan.

"Kakashi-sensei!" Sakura quickly helped him up.

"Leave me alone..." Kakashi gasped for breath, cold sweat dripping down his chin. He stared intently at the masked man in mid-air, his left Sharingan spinning wildly, uncontrollably transforming into a Mangekyo Sharingan with more than Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

A strong sense of resonance pierced his nerves.

The frequency of that spatial distortion. The trajectory of that Chakra pulling. Even the subconscious movement when that guy raised his hand to defend.

They look so alike.

"Obito ..." Kakashi's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty. A name buried deep in his memory, almost moldy, leaped uncontrollably into his mind. This was no coincidence! The eye under the mask was definitely connected to his left eye by the same bloodline!

Sasuke, standing to the side, keenly noticed Kakashi's unusual behavior. His Six-Pointed Star Mangekyo Sharingan also spun, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Kakashi and the Masked Man, a deep-seated suspicion settling in his heart.

In mid-air.

"Immortal Technique· Big Ball Rasengan!"

Boom!

The raging golden storm mercilessly shredded Obito's defenses. The grayish-white substance on Obito's right arm crumbled inch by inch, and that unparalleled Monster Strength traveled from his shoulder straight to his face.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out clearly throughout the venue.

Obito's orange Spiral Mask had a deep, bone-revealing crack split open from its right edge. A fragment of the mask, mixed with glaring blood, spun through the air and fell to the ground.

"Ugh!" Obito groaned, his body slamming into the ground like a kite with a broken string, smashing through three stone walls before finally coming to a stop.

He scrambled to his feet, his single eye beneath the remaining left half of the mask radiating unprecedented horror and resentment. Flowing from the wound was not only bright red blood, but also a small amount of wriggling, grayish-white mucus—the instinctive rejection reaction of the severely damaged Hashirama Cells.

Naruto did not give chase. He rolled in the air and landed, staggering slightly.

Less than three minutes had passed, but the mental strain from the Six Paths Observation State far exceeded his expectations. He felt as if a blender was running wildly in his brain. His purple-gold eyes gradually faded back to their original color, and two streaks of blood trickled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Naruto!" Hinata arrived in Body Flicker Technique and immediately used Gentle Fist to press several pressure points on his meridians, trying to relieve the pressure.

"Don't worry about me, keep an eye on that side!" Naruto wiped the blood from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and pointed ahead.

Obito clutched his cracked mask tightly, gasping for breath. He knew he was doomed; his trump card had been completely exposed. If they continued fighting until he figured out how Naruto would break Kamui, he would surely die here.

"Naruto Uzumaki... you really are an anomaly." Obito's voice was icy cold, "But that doesn't change the ending."

He suddenly Hand Seals with one hand.

"Roar--!"

A roar, unlike anything human, echoed from the depths of the earth.

The wooden coffin engraved with the word "ban" completely broke through the last layer of rocks at this moment, and hit the center of the square heavily.

Obito advantage of everyone's attention being drawn to the wooden coffin, Obito distorted the space around him once more, and he vanished without a trace, like an ink droplet disappearing into water.

"You run really fast." Naruto sneered, forcing down the metallic taste rising in his throat.

He knew that Obito's injuries had severely damaged not only the Hashirama Cells in his right arm, but also prevented him from using Kamui frequently for a short period. The civilians of the Land of Iron were safe for the time being.

But the trouble ahead is far greater than Obito.

Bang.

The dark red coffin lid collapsed with a crash, kicking up a cloud of snow dust.

The dozens of Land of Iron warriors on guard duty all buckled at the knees the moment the coffin was opened, their hands gripping their swords trembling violently.

The wind stopped. The snow stopped.

That terrifying Chakra, powerful enough to change the very fabric of the world, pressed down heavily on everyone's backs like a tangible mountain.

"This is... the real Madara Uchiha?" Ōnoki hovered in mid-air, his hands trembling slightly uncontrollably. The nightmare of decades had materialized and stood before him once more.

A foot clad in layered red armor slowly stepped out of the coffin.

The newcomer slightly twisted his neck, producing a sickeningly painful sound of bones grinding together. He didn't look at the Five Kage, nor at the surrounding ruins, but instead cast his indifferent eyes directly at Naruto.

"In the current Shinobi World, there's actually someone who can unleash Yang Release to this extent..." A deep, resonant voice, carrying an arrogant air of supreme authority, said, "Hashirama has taken on a fine junior."

Naruto pushed Hinata's hand away, enduring the tearing pain in his mind, and stood up straight with a grin.

"Old man, stop trying to claim kinship with me." Naruto met the Chakra pressure head-on without backing down. "Your era is long gone."

The moment the words fell, a hidden power that had been dormant within Naruto seemed to be stimulated by Chakra, emitting a violent buzzing sound. Deep within his mind, the depleted spiritual power not only did not dissipate, but instead began to mutate towards an extremely ancient frequency.

The curtain has been fully raised.