The Fall of the Two Otsutsuki Family Heads and the Golden Treasure Chest
Uchiha Jobu's words left Yosuke speechless. There was no arguing with the truth: borrowed power and power that belonged to you were two entirely different things.
Otsutsuki Kazuto felt especially bitter. Because the Branch Family disagreed with the Main Family's beliefs, the Main Family had always held them back. Otherwise, they might have found a way to awaken their own true Rinnegan.
But there was no point thinking about that now. A figure like the Shinigami stood before them, ready to bring down his scythe at any moment.
Seeing both men fall silent, Uchiha Jobu despised them even more. Their power was not even their own. They could only fight with borrowed Tenseigan chakra. They were no better than trash.
Yet these two pieces of trash still had a clan behind them. Suddenly, a massive stone statue was summoned not far away, radiating an aura no weaker than that of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
It wore clothing from a thousand years ago and held a Sage Staff. Its Tenseigan eyes were carved from stone.
It was a statue the Otsutsuki Clan on the moon had built to honor their ancestor, Otsutsuki Hamura.
Jobu had not expected them to summon it down to the surface. But only the Otsutsuki clansmen who had fled could have done it.
Uchiha Jobu sneered. "Looks like all your efforts were wasted. Your clansmen finally got away, only to come running back. Think they'll reach the Pure Land before you two useless fools?"
Otsutsuki Kazuto's expression changed drastically. "No! Killing us is enough. No one else in the Otsutsuki Clan can stand against you. You can't keep slaughtering my people!"
Uchiha Jobu laughed wildly. "Why do you think I went