The area where Hashirama and Madara stood.
Rather than a battlefield, this place was an apocalyptic wasteland ravaged again and again by god-demon power.
The sky was shattered, awash in the shifting colors of unstable energy currents. At times, purple lightning danced wildly; at others, green light shot into the heavens.
The earth was even more devastated. Not a single inch of intact ground remained.
Enormous, bottomless ravines crisscrossed the land like scars; countless craters dozens or even hundreds of meters across dotted the ground, as though stars from beyond the heavens had bombarded it repeatedly. Scorch marks and broken Wood Dragons dominated the landscape.
Entire stretches of land had even crystallized completely, gleaming with an eerie sheen.
The incomplete remains of several enormous Wood Dragons lay across the wasteland like ancient mountain ranges that had been gnawed apart. Their scales were shattered, their wooden fibers exposed. All vitality had left them, leaving only lifeless silhouettes that silently testified to the brutality of the battle.
Unlike the others, who still needed the chessboard's rules to restore their strength or were restricted by their soul forms, these two legendary figures now displayed terrifying power approaching-or even matching-their peaks in life.
Hashirama Senju was now fighting with a genuine physical body.
This restored his vitality, chakra activity, and control over Wood Release to their true peaks.
Every movement carried the power to shake mountains and rivers.
Madara Uchiha, fighting on the Pure Land's side, remained in soul form, but he had already been unimaginably powerful in life, and his soul was far stronger than an ordinary person's after death.
More importantly, within the Pure Land, he had used the Rinnegan's Preta Path ability to absorb vast quantities of pure soul energy. This had made his soul extraordinarily solid and his chakra as