As Madara's contemptuous words fell, the decisive clash between Heavenly Imperial Pillars and Womb Profusion, between domain and domain, began.
Kenjaku's Womb Profusion was an open domain with the ability to manipulate gravity.
Yet the instant it touched Madara's domain, Kenjaku could clearly feel it.
The power of his own domain was being devoured by the other's in an utterly overbearing, unreasonable manner!
"This... isn't right..." Alarm bells blared in Kenjaku's mind as he tried to increase his cursed energy output, stabilize his domain, and counterattack.
But it was futile.
The white domain expanded at an unimaginable speed.
A domain "clash" was, at its core, a contest of the strength of their "abilities," a reflection of how deeply the casters understood and controlled their own "worlds."
When one side's "rules" were utterly suppressed at a fundamental level by the other's, collapse was the only possible outcome.
BOOM-!!!
The Womb Profusion he had painstakingly maintained instantly filled with spiderweb cracks, like a glass sculpture struck by a sledgehammer.
Then, under the calm yet unstoppable advance of the pure white light, it shattered with a crash, scattering into countless motes of light that swiftly vanished into the pure white backdrop of Heavenly Imperial Pillars without leaving a trace.
The instant his domain was forcibly shattered, a powerful backlash swept through Kenjaku's entire body like a tsunami!
The body he occupied shuddered violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Cursed technique burnout.
Under the impact of his domain's destruction, Kenjaku's cursed energy core and cursed technique circuits entered an uncontrollable state of "system failure."
"Cough... cough, cough..." Kenjaku dropped to one knee and wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, staring fixedly at Madara, who still stood calmly ahead. His eyes were filled with uncertainty and