A shadow flickered in Madara Uchiha's Rinnegan. Shihōin Naraku's effortless composure and swift, precise analysis of his abilities both irritated him.
Normally, encountering an enemy like this would have excited Madara instead.
But things were different now. He had thought that after obtaining Six Paths Power, nothing in the Shinobi World could threaten him anymore.
Who would have thought that after his strength reached a new realm, Shihōin Naraku would keep pace?
"It looks like you won't be so easy to deal with."
Madara snorted coldly. His four shadows moved as naturally as his own limbs, instantly adjusting their positions to form another perfect encirclement with his real body, ready to take on Naraku.
Naraku stopped, the pitch-black Kurikara pointing diagonally toward the ground. The light flowing over its blade drew inward slightly, as though gathering power.
Five attacks struck simultaneously from five extremely tricky angles, covering every inch of space around Naraku.
The next second, Naraku moved.
Facing Madara and his four shadows, his movements were pared down to the absolute minimum. There were no exaggerated shifts in position, only the slightest twists and bends of his body, evading the attacks in nearly impossible ways.
The keen blade swept through the air, carving sharp lines with not a moment to spare.
Clink! Hiss! Thud!
A light clang, a scraping sound, and a dull impact rang out almost simultaneously!
The spine of his blade deftly deflected the Casket Staff swung down by Madara's real body. One shadow's kick skimmed past the hem of Naraku's clothes, while another shadow's fist was diverted by the spinning blade light into the third shadow's attack. The fourth shadow's attack missed completely as Naraku turned sideways.
Within that tiny space, Naraku evaded every lethal coordinated attack by a hair's breadth!
The instant Naraku moved, Madara