Bam, bam, bam-bam, bam, bam-
An unbroken barrage of heavy palm strikes pressed down on Isshiki. Although they did not inflict much damage, they accelerated the wear on his body.
At this rate, my body will collapse before I finish off these inferior creatures.
"Daikokuten!"
He raised his other hand and aimed it at the black cubes that had just scattered across the ground.
In an instant, the dark red patterns on the black cubes lit up.
More than a dozen Daikokuten cubes hurtled toward Isshiki at once.
Their immense weight made even the ground tremble.
Of course, Isshiki did not intend to seal himself with Daikokuten. His true objective was to use it to break the restraint holding him.
As weapons belonging to Isshiki, the Daikokuten cubes were already divine artifacts to the mortals before him.
How could mortals possibly damage divine artifacts?
Yet at that moment, Tobirama moved.
The instant Isshiki raised his hand, Tobirama had already pulled dozens of Chakra Black Rods engraved with Flying Thunder God Marks from a Sealing Technique Scroll.
These were products of Yin-Yang Release, created through Madara's Rinnegan.
With a sweep of his hand, the black rods scattered like a shower of flowers, shooting toward the rapidly moving black cubes.
"Ridiculous."
Naturally, Isshiki noticed this, but what did it matter?
Daikokuten was a creation of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
How could these inferior creatures possibly comprehend the mysteries it contained?
Those black rods probably could not even penetrate Daikokuten's defenses, could they?
The corners of Isshiki's mouth rose, but his expression changed drastically the next moment.
Before his eyes, the black rods approaching Daikokuten actually merged directly into it!
As the black rods merged into the cubes, the dark red patterns began to flicker.
From time to time, blue light flashed within them.