As Nagato plummeted from dozens of meters in the air, moments away from being smashed to pieces, his survival instinct overrode everything else.
An instant before he hit the ground, Nagato used Shinra Tensei.
A powerful, invisible repulsive force erupted downward from him.
Bang!!
Muddy water and gravel were violently blasted aside, and the downward burst of repulsive force instantly canceled out most of the momentum of his fall.
Although he still slammed heavily into the ground, it was far better than falling straight to his death.
However, Yūto's attacks would not pause just because Nagato had evaded one.
Before Nagato could fully recover from the dizziness of the impact, Yūto's next attack struck him in the ribs.
"Argh!"
Nagato let out a muffled groan. The kick sent him flying again like a torn sack, and he rolled more than ten meters across the muddy clearing before finally coming to a stop.
Yūto stood a short distance away, looking down at the bedraggled Nagato as he sneered contemptuously:
"Even with those eyes of the legendary Sage of Six Paths, you're still so easily beaten. It seems even the Rinnegan's potential depends on whose hands it falls into."
"What did you say?!"
Nagato jerked his head up. Yūto's casual words crushed his pride.
In his subconscious, the Rinnegan was supreme, a symbol of power destined to rule the Shinobi World, yet Yūto was now trampling it with such contempt.
Extreme rage and humiliation fully ignited the power hidden within him.
"You bastard!!!"
An indescribably vast surge of chakra erupted from Nagato's body.
A pitch-black sphere appeared out of thin air in Nagato's palm, and he immediately hurled it into the sky.
Countless rocks of varying sizes broke free of gravity's hold, forcibly torn from the ground by a powerful, invisible gravitational