Giving the Otsutsuki a Genjutsu Shock

The system notification chimed twice in his mind, and the High-Tier Prize Pool's glow was blinding.

Ye gave him no time to catch his breath.

Lightning flashed beneath his feet, and he was already in front of Urashiki.

The muscles in his right arm tensed to their limit. Chakra from the Sage Body surged up from his feet, poured along his spine, and flooded into his fist.

The way this punch was powered was not something found in any textbook. It was instinct Madara Uchiha had carved into this body's bones.

Urashiki desperately raised a layer of Chakra shielding over his chest.

When the fist came down, the shield shattered before it could even make a complete sound.

His knuckles slammed through the fragments and into Urashiki's chest.

The sound of his breastbone breaking echoed through the pit several times.

Urashiki's body arched as his back scraped along the bottom of the crater, plowing a deep furrow behind him. Blackened blood sprayed from his mouth, mixed with unidentifiable chunks.

Ye did not stop.

He lifted his right leg and stomped down on Urashiki's chest.

Urashiki was driven into the sand, with only his face left exposed.

[ Ding! Despair Points from Urashiki Otsutsuki, +45000! ]

The wind still howled outside the crater, but the bottom had fallen silent.

Most of the light had gone from Urashiki's eyes, and bubbling gas escaped his throat.

He laboriously raised his gaze and looked at the person standing on his chest.

The Mangekyo had faded, and those eyes had returned to pure black.

Black with calm. Black with coldness.

From beginning to end, this man's breathing had never changed.

"You... who exactly..."

The rest of his words were blocked by a mouthful of blood.

Ye did not answer. He ground his toe against Urashiki's