The huge purple martial god maintained its downward-pressing posture, its fist tips sinking deep into the shattered earth. The surrounding Kumogakure shinobi turned pale, their Adam's apples bobbing, yet they could not utter a single sound. That was their pride—the "strongest shield," the legend capable of withstanding the Eight-Tails Tailed Beast Ball with bare flesh alone—yet at this moment, like a mole, it was hammered mercilessly deep into the earth's crust.
"Is it over?" a Konoha Root shinobi murmured in a low voice, the barrel of the Bolter in his hand still venting red-hot smoke.
"Not that simple." Sasuke let out a cold snort, seeming somewhat unconvinced.
"Roar—!!!"
A beast-like roar came from deep beneath the earth.
Immediately following, a streak of pitch-black lightning, mixed with a sickening purple mist, forcefully shoved back the Susanoo's mountain-heavy fist.
"Extreme One-Finger Nukite!"
A black afterimage instantly tore through the air, even tearing apart the capture of vision. The Third Raikage was wrapped entirely in that bizarre purple Chaos energy, his originally blue Lightning Release Armor now transforming into a deep purplish-black. He transformed his entire body into an indestructible spear, stabbing straight at the Susanoo's chest.
Crack!
Purple crystal fragments fluttered all over the sky.
The Third Raikage's figure did not slacken its momentum, penetrating directly through the outer defense with his target locked straight on Sasuke's main body between the brows.
"Too fast!" Sasuke's pupils shrank violently.
This was no longer mere Lightning Release activation. That purple energy seemed to be forcibly overdrawing the "infinite durability" of the Impure World Reincarnation body, snapping muscle fibers and reassembling them on the spot in exchange for explosive power that surpassed his lifetime limit.
Sasuke's gaze shifted from astonishment to ruthlessness.
"I inherited Itachi's eyes, how could I be crushed by a puppet like