The Thousand Hands and the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path

"Could that be... Chibaku Tensei?"

Long Ye's expression changed. His heart leaped into his throat.

That technique was infamous enough to make even him wary.

Nagato was targeting Long Ye. Everyone else was caught in the crossfire. Those who reacted quickly fled into the distance, and most narrowly escaped.

But Long Ye, locked in as the target, had no such luck. The ground shattered beneath his feet, carrying him up into the sky.

He immediately realized something was wrong. Guessing that Nagato meant to seal him inside the enormous sphere forming overhead, he tried to escape at once.

But there was nowhere to go.

Everywhere he looked, the ground was breaking apart and flying skyward. No matter where he stood, he was carried up with it.

In the space of a few breaths,

a massive sphere appeared in the sky. Rock clung to it, making it grow larger still. Long Ye had vanished, sealed inside it along with the stone.

"No! He's been sealed inside the rock."

Pakura and Scorpion, who had escaped the area, were horrified when they lost sight of Long Ye.

What they had just seen went beyond ninjutsu, beyond anything they could comprehend.

"So strong! He really is like a god."

Candle Yong's shock was tinged with excitement.

His hopes had risen and fallen again and again, but at last he was about to see that man die. He no longer cared about getting the corpse. All he wanted was for Long Ye to die.

If Long Ye lived, Candle Yong would die, and his entire clan would be wiped out.

At last, the rock stopped gathering. A gigantic sphere hung in the sky, blotting out the heavens above everyone.

"You can have no regrets about dying to this!"

Nagato unleashed his finishing move.

"Asura Attack!"