The instant the Light Core exploded, crimson and gold motes rained across the sky like a storm of meteors.
"Oh, right!" Only then did Tetsuhiro remember the important thing he had yet to do. He immediately pulled out the Sealing Cards and gave it a try.
But when their light touched the fragments of the Light Core, nothing happened.
Tetsuhiro frowned deeply. The silver radiance of his Tenseigan surged, and through his Rinnegan, he clearly saw the power of laws flowing within the fragments—this was the primordial power of creation, transcending both the Shinobi World and even the card world. Ordinary sealing methods could never bind it!
"Ah, we got too caught up in the fight. We should've spared the deity's life."
"'Hashirama,' you're too naive. If the deity's core hadn't given out first and shattered completely, the outcome would've still been uncertain!"
Madara took the lead in gathering the fragments. "Power on this level is only wasted if we don't make it our own!"
"True..." Tetsuhiro's gaze sharpened. He released an attractive force, drawing the fragments into his hands, then sat cross-legged to refine them.
As though pulled by an unseen force, all the Light Core fragments became two streams of light, pouring into Tetsuhiro and Madara respectively.
Both men grunted at once. Tetsuhiro felt warmth spread throughout his body, only for it to surge forcefully through every limb and into his Mindscape a moment later, as though he had swallowed an entire sun!
The yang power and natural energy within him boiled wildly. Nourished by light power, his Wood Release chakra took on a faint golden sheen. His mind felt as though it had been washed by a clear spring, all the fatigue from the earlier battle vanishing in an instant and leaving only utter bliss.
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