Chiya rested Ryūjin Jakka on his shoulder, black-and-gold flames dancing in his eyes. "Hurry up. I'm short on time."
Obito stood at the edge of the cliff, holding a hand seal. The enormous body of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path dissolved into a cloud of white smoke and vanished.
With his footing gone, Madara fell from midair and crashed straight into the mass of charred skeletons below. Countless skeletons awakened by Chiya opened their jaws and savagely tore into Madara's reincarnated body. Black-and-gold flames raced along their bones and spread onto his Susanoo armor.
"Damn you, Obito!" Madara roared. Blue chakra erupted, forcibly blasting the surrounding skeletons away. He formed hand seals and used the momentum to leap up, landing steadily on a relatively flat rock in the distance.
Madara lowered his head to inspect his hands. The paper flakes characteristic of Impure World Reincarnation fluttered through the air, but his wounds were repairing themselves far more slowly. The black-and-gold flames not only burned chakra but continuously damaged the structure of his soul. The regenerative mechanism of Impure World Reincarnation alone could hardly repair such damage.
Meanwhile, beyond the plains, the fleeing troops of the Five Great Nations Allied Forces had already run more than ten kilometers. Raikage A sprinted as his guards dragged him along. He glanced back at Tsunade hanging in midair and clenched his teeth until his gums bled.
Darui and Kisame stayed close beside the Raikage, watching for any pursuers. Akatsuchi carried Tsuchikage Ōnoki on his back as they flew swiftly at low altitude. Ōnoki's face was ashen. He knew that Iwagakure's future had become utterly bleak.
Gaara controlled his sand, carrying the surviving Sand ninja along the edge of the desert, with Kankuro and Temari guarding his left and right. These Kage-level powerhouses,