Who knew how much time had passed.
The ground around Obito was already soaked with sweat and blood.
The Ten-Tails remained asleep.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had extracted far too much chakra from it earlier. It was now so weak that it had not noticed Obito's actions at all.
Obito slowly raised his head.
The chakra within him had undergone a staggering transformation.
Its quantity had surged.
Its quality had also reached an entirely new level.
In the past, his chakra had been powerful, but it had still remained within the bounds of a ninja.
Now, after that Ten-Tails chakra had merged into his body, Obito could even feel that his very existence had risen to a higher level.
Yet that was not what truly made his breathing quicken.
He raised a hand to his eye.
The transplanted Three-Tomoe Sharingan, which should never have been able to evolve any further, now burned as though aflame.
The three tomoe spun rapidly.
The pattern in his scarlet iris kept stretching, twisting, and reshaping itself.
Obito stopped breathing.
Crack!
An immense surge of ocular power erupted from his eye.
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan underwent a complete transformation.
Mangekyō Sharingan!
Obito stood there without speaking for a long time.
Then he raised his hand, lightly touched the corner of his eye, and finally failed to contain the wild joy on his face.
Even a transplanted Sharingan could evolve!
Ten-Tails chakra did more than strengthen his body and chakra.
It could even break through the Sharingan's original limitations!
"Ren..."
Obito murmured the name.
Once, he had suffered defeat after defeat at Ren's hands.
The Kamui Dimension had been sealed off.
Nagato had been defeated and killed.
Madara Uchiha had been subdued.
Now, the Uchiha were so powerful that the entire Shinobi World dared not raise its head.
But