A Fifteen-Year-Old Junior Who Defeated Hashirama Head-On?

Boom!

An immense surge of chakra erupted completely.

The entire altar suddenly sank downward!

Crack!

The stone platform beneath Madara's feet shattered first.

Dense cracks spread outward from him, covering the entire altar in an instant.

Chunks of hard rock were crushed to powder by the chakra, and the Impure World Reincarnation formula carved into the ground broke apart one after another.

The next moment, a violent blast of air swept through the underground space.

Rumble!

The torches around them went out all at once.

Rubble, dust, and fragments of the altar were hurled away, smashing hard against the distant walls.

The black robe on Obito's body snapped wildly in the gale.

His feet were planted firmly on the ground, while Kamui had already been activated in his right eye, ready to turn his body intangible at any moment.

Even so, a bead of cold sweat slid down his cheek beneath the mask.

"This chakra..."

It was too powerful.

This was absolutely not strength an ordinary Impure World Body could possess!

Half of Black Zetsu's body had already sunk into the ground, leaving only his head above the surface to observe Madara's condition.

He had personally taken part in this Impure World Reincarnation, so he naturally knew how heavily the altar had been reinforced.

The sacrifice was not an ordinary living person, but a special individual selected from a large number of White Zetsu.

That White Zetsu body had already fused with Hashirama's Cells, and its life force far surpassed that of an ordinary shinobi.

Obito had also strengthened the soul-binding with Yin–Yang Release.

The altar surrounding them was meant to stabilize the dead man's power, preventing the Impure World Body from being unable to bear such overwhelming chakra.

Yet now, Madara had nearly destroyed the entire altar merely by