Shihōin Naraku, Naruto Uzumaki, and Sasuke Uchiha formed a ring around Madara Uchiha.
A fierce battle between four Ninja with Six Paths-level strength was about to begin.
Madara wore a grave expression, his fists clenched as his gaze swept repeatedly over the three surrounding him.
About a hundred meters to his left, Naruto stood tall, golden chakra swirling around him as the hem of his clothes swayed gently in the air.
To his right, Sasuke's Rinnegan was as deep as an abyss, faintly radiating immensely powerful eye power. His left hand gripped the Kusanagi Sword tightly, as though ready to attack Madara at any moment.
Directly in front of Madara, Naraku hovered in the air with a sharp blade in hand. He appeared the most relaxed, but a terrifying, barely perceptible aura kept rising from him, even warping the air around him under its pressure.
"Interesting." Madara finally spoke, his voice unsettlingly calm. "To think three Ninja would appear whose strength seems capable of matching mine."
Naraku narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Madara speak. "Madara, even the power of the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki is far from invincible."
"So today, you're destined to die here."
"Is that so?" The corners of Madara's mouth rose. "Then let me see how far you can push me."
Though the fighting had yet to formally begin, the auras Naruto and Sasuke radiated already showed that their strength had caught up with his.
Thus, Madara believed that both were fully capable of holding their own against him.
He firmly believed he would win in the end, but he also knew that this was the most dangerous moment.
If he could not withstand the three of them attacking together, his plan to cast Infinite Tsukuyomi was destined to fail.
"I will never admit defeat!"
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