Rubble and dust rose, forming a curtain of dust in midair that blotted out the sky and sun.
Shihōin Naraku and Ōtsutsuki Isshiki shot up from the mountain range again, soaring straight into the clouds.
Their shock waves tore rift after rift through the thick clouds overhead. Sunlight poured through the gaps, illuminating the devastation on the battlefield.
Momoshiki Otsutsuki tilted his head back, his lips moving.
"...A battle on this level..."
Even if he wanted to help, he could hardly intervene.
Was this the full power of Isshiki's true body?
Was this Shihōin Naraku's true strength?
The scope of the battle between these two monsters had already gone beyond anything he could intervene in. Just standing there, he could feel waves of aftershocks coming from both high above and the ground.
Shock waves battered him like successive ocean tides. His robes whipped wildly in the wind, and the dust on his face was blown completely clean.
"No... I have to do something."
Momoshiki clenched his fists.
He was Momoshiki Otsutsuki, a proud, inviolable god who had devoured countless planets.
He absolutely could not just stand below and watch, looking up at gods fighting like an ant.
"At least... at least I can..."
His gaze settled on a figure high in the sky.
That figure was locked in combat with another streak of light. The two wheeled and crisscrossed among the clouds, moving so fast that even Momoshiki's Byakugan struggled a little.
But he could tell that although Shihōin Naraku held the upper hand, his advantage was not absolute.
After reincarnating, Isshiki's true body had gained strength and speed far beyond what he had possessed before, though this body had only two or three days to live.
But until then, his combat strength was enough to contend with Naraku head-on.