Under the eyes of countless ninja, Obito Uchiha stood between heaven and earth, as though he were the center of the world.
As he fully absorbed the Ten-Tails and the God Tree, his body seemed to become the purest existence in the universe. Flawless white chakra swiftly enveloped him, forming a perfect white sphere, like an egg forged by a deity's own hands.
The sphere slowly rose into the sky, hovering there and radiating suffocating pressure.
Kakashi Hatake frowned deeply and unconsciously stepped forward. He was about to rouse Might Guy to stop this transformation together, but then his gaze fell on the man approaching slowly ahead of them, like a god-Yemu.
That slowly approaching figure seemed to embody death and judgment, his presence leaving everyone struggling to breathe.
"He's here..." Kakashi murmured.
Might Guy clenched his teeth, his tightly balled fists trembling from the strain. But when he looked at Yemu and saw that calm, almost indifferent gaze, an inexplicable sense of reassurance settled in his heart.
"Don't worry." Kakashi turned his head. "This is no longer a fight we can interfere in."
High in the sky, Ōnoki narrowed his aged eyes, staring fixedly at the white sphere as it rose.
He sighed softly. "Wait... I almost forgot this guy was still around."
"Hmph. Just another clown." The Fourth Raikage folded his arms, his expression scornful. "Even his ancestor Madara Uchiha failed. What could he possibly do?"
"You're right." Ōnoki nodded slowly. "But... his courage is admirable, at least."
They had thought this battle had long since ended. Who would have expected anyone else to dare challenge the near-divine Yemu?
Just then, a faint, eerie crack seemed to drift out of the distant void, echoing in everyone's ears with a rhythm that shook their souls.
The air seemed to