Boom!!
The aftermath of the exploding arcs had yet to fade. A pungent, scorched smell seemed to linger in the air, and space continued to tremble. In the silence, everything gathered strength for the next storm.
Yemu stood in the air, silver-white lightning still coiling around his fingertips, like a heavenly god holding a scepter of divine punishment.
His golden eyes shifted slightly. His gaze was cold as frost, devoid of any unnecessary emotion, yet it gave the impression of being watched by the eyes of judgment.
"Didn't you ask whether I could use Senjutsu?"
Yemu finally spoke, his tone calm, with even a hint of scornful amusement.
"Senjutsu isn't all I can use."
Those words struck Madara Uchiha's heart like thunder.
He wanted to say something, but before he could speak, five figures tore through space!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Five Yem us took shape in an instant, moving too fast for ordinary eyes to follow. Each "Yemu" constantly changed angles, darting along almost irregular paths. Their movements were impossible to distinguish, but their presence bore down on Madara Uchiha like five mountains at once!
"Not Shadow Clones... not the Body Flicker Technique... not even Space-Time Ninjutsu..."
For the first time, Madara Uchiha's expression grew grave, veins bulging at his temples.
"...He's using chakra to resist spatial inertia... forcibly dragging afterimages behind him... at speeds beyond physics!!"
Boom!!!
The first Yemu punched straight at Madara's chest. The Truth-Seeking Orb shattered the moment it moved to block;
The second Yemu swept a kick through the empty space behind Madara, actually warping space and forcibly sealing off his retreat;
The third Yemu crossed his hands, weaving silver-white lightning into an enormous seal formation that slammed upward;
The fourth and fifth Yem us crossed paths like clashing silhouettes, leaving intersecting trails