On the altar of the White Temple, dark red chakra surged like a raging tide.
The azure diamond-shaped star mark at Kurenai Yuhi's collarbone erupted with blinding light. This "Humanity Anchor," carved by Hyuga Xiao after forcibly severing a piece of his soul origin, had become the sturdiest bridge. Their soul frequencies synchronized completely through the resonance of the star mark, and Xiao's cold, tyrannical, all-crushing killing intent poured into Hong's consciousness without restraint.
"You're insane! You two lowly natives are insane!"
Ōtsutsuki Urashiki's remnant staggered back onto the shattered stone slabs, his pure white eyes filled with terror. He watched helplessly as the silver motes of temporal light scattered through the air were forcibly dragged in and devoured by the dark red chakra spilling from Hong's palm.
Those lofty high-dimensional energies were now like insects caught in a spiderweb, slowly chewed apart and swallowed.
"Give me back my power!" Urashiki let out a shrill roar. He slammed his palm against the ground, forcing his illusory body upright. His remaining right hand clawed viciously through the air, and the broken red fishing rod condensed once more.
The scarlet fishing line tore through the air, carrying bizarre ripples that twisted time as it shot straight for Hong's brow. Before his power could be drained dry, he intended to directly strangle this woman's spiritual core.
Hong did not dodge. She did not even blink.
Because a tall figure had already stepped in front of her.
Hyuga Xiao raised his left hand, his fingers precisely reaching into that distorted Temporal Maelstrom. Azure Tenseigan Chakra spun rapidly in his palm, forming a miniature gravitational black hole.
"Snap."
A crisp sound rang out. The scarlet fishing line, capable of stealing souls, was firmly pinched between Xiao's two fingers.
"I'm your opponent, trash." The starlight in