The first dozens of Earth Release: Rock Pillar Spears that shot toward him snapped in unison midair.
They were forcibly dragged into that central point and instantly crushed into stone dust.
Dirt, gravel, and broken bamboo were all seized by that violent force of attraction, surging madly toward the same spot.
Then—
More than a dozen Iwagakure shinobi within a ten-meter radius were suddenly yanked off the ground.
"Ah!!!!"
Their screams had barely left their throats before the enormous wind pressure slammed them back down.
They struggled wildly and howled!
They desperately poured Chakra into the ground, trying to anchor their bodies.
It was useless.
Completely useless.
More than a dozen elite adults had become ants gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, utterly incapable of resisting.
Their bodies were squeezed and collided in midair without control.
They were dragged faster and faster toward the same deadly focal point.
Their limbs twisted wildly at impossible angles.
The crackling of breaking bones became a continuous barrage, denser than firecrackers during New Year.
Ribs pierced through flesh, and spines bent into grotesque angles.
Some were still alive, their mouths opening and closing in despair.
But beneath that absolute force of attraction, they could not even draw a breath into their lungs.
In just one second.
More than a dozen living people were forcibly compressed into an airtight, twisted ball of flesh and blood.
At the bottom of the pit.
Obito's Sharingan saw the bloody scene with perfect clarity.
His pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints.
His mouth hung wide open, yet not a single sound could escape his throat.
His legs had long since turned to mush, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
Beside him, Kakashi's knuckles turned white around his blade, his breathing completely stopping.
In midair.
Ye remained