"No—!!!" From the core of the pitch-black sealing sphere came Danzo's soul-shattering scream, filled with endless agony and disbelief!
He could clearly feel the ultimate sealing power he had unleashed by sacrificing his life and soul rapidly collapsing beneath that tricolor halo!
The power contained within that halo was tyrannical, chaotic, and supreme, as though it stood above every ninjutsu system he had ever known!
Screech—!
Like fabric being torn apart! The Tricolor World-Creation Halo rolled over the pitch-black sphere without resistance, completely ripping it apart and annihilating it!
A figure wrapped in shredded bandages, like a blood-red skeleton that had been flayed alive, was violently hurled out from the center of the annihilation!
It was Danzo!
His remaining left arm had vanished from the shoulder down, and half his body was in a horrifying state of charred blackness and crystallization—the result of being corroded by the aftershock of Three-Phase Immortal Power!
His aura had weakened to its absolute limit, like a candle flickering in the wind. In his crimson Sharingan, there remained only boundless terror and the bewilderment of surviving a disaster.
He slammed heavily into a cracked Mystic Crystal wall, then slid to the floor like a dead dog with its spine pulled out.
Neji slowly withdrew his hand, and the terrifying tricolor halo in his palm silently faded away. He remained seated cross-legged; even the hem of his clothes had not stirred.
The chaotic, distorted Crystal Release domain around him had long since calmed. Only a faint halo of interwoven tricolor Immortal Power continued to flow around him, carrying the aura of something newly born, yet already revealing supreme majesty.
He slightly turned his head, his cold eyes looking down upon the lump of flesh curled up and twitching in the corner. His gaze was so calm