Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 329 The Death of Otsutsuki Isshiki [Third Update, 8K Words]

Mianma's cold and sarcastic words were like a red-hot branding iron, burning Ichishi's proud self-esteem.

To throw back the verdict he just delivered, verbatim, is such blatant contempt!
"You bastard—" The rage in Isshiki's chest instantly overwhelmed the dam of reason, and the majesty that belonged to the Otsutsuki vanished, leaving only the fury of being repeatedly provoked by "inferior beings".

His golden "black eyes" blazed with fury, and his chakra surged uncontrollably, causing the water beneath his feet to splash everywhere.

However, before his angry growl could be fully uttered, the golden figure before him had already blurred!
In the next instant, Menma suddenly appeared beside Isshiki, moving faster than the limits of visual perception.

His right fist, wrapped in a golden chakra cloak, was devoid of any fancy moves, carrying the purest power and speed, tearing through the air and slamming solidly into Isshiki's pale and distorted cheek!
Bang-!
The dull thud was enough to make your teeth ache.

He couldn't even make an effective block or dodge; his whole body was like a kite with a broken string, violently thrown away by this immense force.

He pierced through the heavy rain, accompanied by a series of loud crashes as steel bars twisted and bricks shattered, crashing headfirst into the ruins of a half-collapsed corrugated iron building in the distance, stirring up clouds of dust and broken parts.

At the same instant he threw the punch, Menma's other hand freed Nagato from the clutches of death, who was on the verge of suffocation.

He smoothly brought Nagato back to Yahiko and the others, and gently put him down.

"Cough! Cough cough cough..." Nagato slumped to the ground, clutching his neck with both hands, coughing violently, breathing in the cold and damp air, the bluish-purple color on his pale face caused by lack of oxygen slowly fading.

A lingering sense of shock and humiliation remained in his eyes. He raised his head, looked at the faceless man, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you... I'm alright now."

Menma nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the injured Akatsuki members.

He raised his right hand, his palm aimed at the black chakra rods still embedded in Konan, Kyusuke, Daibutsu, and the others.

"All things are attracted by heaven!"

A powerful suction force emanated from his palm, and the black rods that were deeply embedded in flesh and blood and interfered with the flow of chakra were forcibly pulled out by an invisible hand. With traces of blood, they detached from the injured man's body and flew towards Menma.

With a casual gesture, he crushed all the black rods containing Yin-Yang Release power into black chakra fragments, which dissipated into the air.

"Ugh..." Konan groaned, blood gushing from the wound on her arm, but the irritating feeling of chakra blockage disappeared.

She immediately manipulated the pieces of paper to stop the bleeding for herself and her companions.

Kyusuke, Daibutsu, and the others also stood up despite their pain, their eyes filled with gratitude and awe as they looked at Menma.

Yahiko, who had gotten up from the ground, and Vanilla also gathered around Nagato. After confirming that he was alright, Yahiko looked up at Menma, his eyes filled with complex emotions: gratitude, worry, and shock at the unattainable power.

"Yahiko, take everyone and evacuate this area immediately." Menma's golden Tenseigan was still fixed on the direction of the ruins where Isshiki had fallen: "The aftermath of the battle that follows will be more than you can handle."

Yahiko nodded heavily, without the slightest hesitation.

He knew that Menma's battle with that enemy had escalated, and that ordinary ninjas like them would not only be of no help but would become a burden if they stayed here.

"Let's go!" Yahiko shouted, and together with Konan, Vanilla, and the others, they helped up their wounded comrades, organized the surviving Amegakure ninjas and the still-shaken villagers, and quickly retreated in the opposite direction from the battlefield.

At this moment, trust is no longer important; survival and minimizing unnecessary sacrifices are the priorities.

Just then, the collapsed building ruins suddenly exploded!

Gravel and twisted metal flew everywhere as Isshiki Otsutsuki stepped out from among them.

On his pale cheek, a clear bruise remained where the fist of the man with the pockmarked face had struck him, standing out starkly against his inhuman face.

Yi Shi's aura grew even colder, and suppressed rage burned in his golden "black eyes," but unexpectedly, he did not launch an attack immediately.

He walked steadily toward Mianma, as if the earlier embarrassment had never happened. However, his sharp gaze scrutinized Mianma, trying to dissect everything about her.

"Those Rinnegan..." Itachi slowly began, his voice regaining some of its arrogance: "Although I don't know why that red-haired kid was able to awaken it, you went to great lengths to get close to them, presumably for those eyes, right?"

He made a seemingly reasonable conjecture in an attempt to understand the logic behind Menma's behavior.

Menma walked towards her with the same unhurried pace, his golden chakra burning like holy flames in the rain.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" His answer was ambiguous, with a hint of playfulness, making it hard to understand.

He stopped in his tracks and waved his hand.

The next moment, a well-tailored, luxurious pure white long-sleeved tuxedo appeared out of thin air and was elegantly draped over his body, concealing the tattered lining; at the same time, a pair of loose black trousers replaced his previous lower garment, covering his bare feet.

In an instant, he transformed from a slightly disheveled fighter into a gentleman with an enigmatic air, as if he were about to attend a royal banquet.

After completing this rather ceremonial change of clothes, he elegantly extended his right hand in front of him, revealing a goblet filled with bright red liquid.

He gently swirled the wine in his glass, the crimson liquid forming an arc on the glass's surface.

Ichishi took a sip, as if savoring a peerless fine wine, before looking at Menma:
"Although your Otsutsuki bloodline is pitifully thin,"

Isshiki's voice carried a condescending arrogance: "But your strength has indeed reached the standard of a lower-ranking Otsutsuki warrior. If you are willing to submit, I can make an exception and recommend you to join the noble Otsutsuki clan. Furthermore, I can bestow upon you the secret method of refining chakra pills."

He paused, glancing meaningfully in the direction Yahiko and the others had retreated, and continued to tempt them: "You can dig out the Rinnegan from that kid and refine it into pills; or you can hunt down the scattered tailed beasts on this planet and use their chakra to refine pills."

"Whichever method you choose, it will allow your power to leap forward. How about it? This is the only shortcut for you, as a 'native,' to access supreme power."

After several exchanges and analysis of the opponent's mahjong behavior patterns, Ichishiki basically ruled out the possibility that the opponent was Kaguya's backup plan.

His new guess was that the boy before him might be a descendant of Kaguya's bloodline, but more ambitious and adept at using power. He had somehow gained control of a peculiar Nine-Tails and a Tenseigan, and now, his target was likely that unexpectedly awakened Rinnegan.

For such powerful and ambitious "natives," coercing and enticing them to become usable pawns is far more in the Otsutsuki's interest than fighting to the death.

Especially given that he lost the Ten-Tails and was in poor condition.

Menma's face lit up with amusement upon hearing this, as if he had heard an interesting joke.

"Oh?" He drawled, his tone clearly mocking, "I 'ate' all the Ten-Tails you painstakingly nurtured, and you're still so generous as to recruit me?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "eat," which was highly provocative.

Although the specific promotion and recruitment mechanisms within the Otsutsuki clan are unclear, it is worth recalling that in the original work, when Otsutsuki Urashiki faced Otsutsuki Toneri, he said that Otsutsuki's bloodline was already considered that of an Otsutsuki clan member, and he had no right to kill him easily, but could only seal him in the Ryugu Castle.

From this, it can be inferred that the Otsutsuki clan may have had a set of rules for "converting" or "recognizing" mixed-race individuals as members of the clan.

Yi Shi held the wine glass elegantly in his right hand, his face showing no anger, but rather a mysterious smile.

“You wouldn’t be so naive as to think—” He gently swirled his wine glass, his tone calm yet resolute: “that I, Otsutsuki Isshiki, only possess one Ten-Tails, would I?”

Mianma raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

However, he immediately thought of Kaguya who was sealed away, and her ten-tailed wrath that had been divided by the Six Paths.

"You mean... Kaguya's?" he asked tentatively. "But that Ten-Tails was already divided into nine tailed beasts by the Sage of Six Paths and scattered in various places. It's probably not that easy for you to reassemble it to plant the Divine Tree."

"You really do know a lot of secrets you shouldn't know." Itsuki's interest deepened, and he became even more certain that the other party was no ordinary "native".

"It seems your origins are more complex than I imagined." He took another sip of red wine and continued, "Indeed, Kaguya did consume a chakra fruit that grew on this planet. But..."

He abruptly changed the subject, assessing the planet's resources: "The energy reserves of this planet are far richer than any other planet we've visited! It has the potential to nurture Chakra Fruits again, or even multiple times!"

Isshiki once again extended an olive branch to Menma, his tone enticing: "How about it? Join us and become a superior being, above mortal life. I can make you my 'subordinate partner,' and when the new chakra fruit matures, I might even share some with you."

Upon hearing this, Menma's lips curled into a smile, his eyes filled with undisguised sarcasm.

Subordinate partner?

How could he not know what the so-called "vassal partner" meant in the Otsutsuki clan?

Those were merely servants used by high-ranking Otsutsuki to carry out dangerous missions, and who could even be sacrificed as "offerings" and "nourishment" when necessary!

Just like Kinji, who was by Momoshiki's side, he was a consumable used to replenish chakra in critical moments.

“Heh,” Menma chuckled softly, the sound of which was particularly clear and jarring amidst the sound of rain.

He met Isshiki's seemingly generous but actually arrogant gaze and said, word by word, "If what you mean is that you will become my subordinate partner, handle my chores, and contribute your chakra when necessary... then I might consider it."

"you--!!!"

The elegance and composure on Yi Shi's face shattered instantly!
The golden "black eye" with the character "black" trembled with rage, and the chakra that had been contained around him exploded like a volcanic eruption, instantly shattering the wine glass in his hand and the wine inside into dust!
Menma's utterly contemptuous attitude and his words that treated him like a servant were like a sharp knife, piercing his pride as a high-ranking Otsutsuki.

The recruitment attempt was rejected by Menma in the most humiliating way, and the door to negotiation was completely welded shut.

As Isshiki Otsutsuki watched Menma slowly approach in the rain, his golden chakra burning brilliantly as if it were eternally burning, his pale, inhuman face could no longer maintain its so-called elegance and arrogance, leaving only a grim and solemn expression.

He gritted his teeth, his heart filled with the humiliation of being forced to fight.

This body, this vessel named "Cixian," had already been operating beyond its limits during the previous fierce battle with Menma, in order to counter the opponent's unfathomable strength by activating the first and even second states of "Wedge."

Being forced to undergo incomplete reincarnation prematurely is like drinking poison to quench thirst. Although it grants temporary power to the original body, the price is that the life of this body is rapidly slipping away like sand in an hourglass.

He only has seven days left to live!
He must defeat Menma here, seize the Tenseigan, and perhaps even refine it along with the strange Nine-Tails, in order to make up for the losses and extend his lifespan.

As for escaping?
Where else can you escape to?
The possibility of finding a suitable vessel to house his Otsutsuki Isshiki soul on this planet, which he considered a nursery, within just a few days was extremely slim.

This is almost a battle with no way out.

Menma stopped about ten steps away from Isshiki. His golden Tenseigan seemed to pierce through Isshiki's soul, taking in all his inner struggles and weakness.

A faint smile curved his lips, his tone playful like a cat toying with a mouse: "What's wrong? You seem nervous."

Mianma tilted his head slightly: "Could it be that your body, after being forcibly reincarnated, only has a pitiful few days left to live?"

"!!!"

Yi Shi's pupils trembled, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly!
Cold sweat dripped uncontrollably from my forehead, mingling with the icy rain and bringing a bone-chilling cold.

How could he have known?!

'This guy... what kind of monster is he?!'

The shock in his heart swept over him like a tsunami, causing Yishi's mind to go blank for a moment.

And in that moment of mental lapse—

call out--!
The golden figure in front of me suddenly blurred and disappeared as if it had merged into the rain!
His pupils contracted sharply, and his fighting instincts made him instinctively cross his arms to protect his chest, frantically pouring chakra into his arms to block.

boom--! !

In the next instant, the numb-faced fist, carrying the force of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, slammed hard onto his crossed arms!

A violent force surged forth like a tidal wave, far exceeding his expectations!

Yi Shi felt a sharp pain and numbness in his arms. He was completely unable to resist the enormous force and his feet left the ground as he flew backward rapidly!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!!!"

It tumbled out of control in the air and let out a hysterical roar, a roar filled with boundless fury that its plans had been disrupted, its secrets exposed, and its dignity trampled upon!
He forcefully twisted his body to regain some balance, and then swung his hands forward with a sudden motion!
"Maikala!"

Countless jet-black chakra rods, like a swarm of bees emerging from their hive, tore through the rain curtain, shrieking and shooting towards Menma from all directions, without any blind spots!

The density is enough to turn any creature into a hedgehog!
Faced with this deadly rain of black rods, Menma calmly raised his hand and easily grasped the first black rod that had reached him and was aimed straight at his brow.

Then, his wrists flew, his movements fluid and graceful, using the stolen black stick as a weapon to parry, flick, sweep, or strike!
His movements didn't look fast, but they were incredibly precise.

clang! clang! clang! clang!
A series of crisp, rapid sounds of impact rang out like a sudden storm!

The black rods that shot towards him were either cleverly deflected and collided with each other to fall to the ground the instant they made contact with the black rod in Menma's hand; or they were directly blasted away by a greater force and scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, he had easily neutralized the deadly storm of black rods with a single black rod!
Immediately afterwards, Mianma swung his arm and hurled the black stick in his hand like a javelin, aiming it straight at Yishi's face, which was still in mid-air!
Shiki was horrified and hurriedly turned his head to dodge. The black rod flew past his cheek with a gust of wind.

However, the instant he dodged the black rod attack, Menma's figure reappeared in front of him, almost face to face!

"Roar—!" Yi Shi went completely mad, abandoning all tactics and elegance, like a beast in dire straits, his fists pounding towards Mian Ma like a storm!

Fists filled the sky, each strike powerful enough to shatter stone and bear the fierce and ruthless nature of Otsutsuki Taijutsu.

His face remained expressionless, and his footwork moved with ghostly speed, his body making subtle dodges and blocks in the confined space. He would raise his hand to block a straight punch, turn to the side to dodge a hook punch, or use his forearm to deflect a swing punch. His movements were concise and efficient, as if he had already seen through all the attack routes.

As Yi Shi paused his rapid attacks and his strength waned, Mian Ma seized the opening and delivered a swift elbow strike like a cannonball, slamming it hard into Yi Shi's chest!

"puff--!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a tattered sack.

But as expected of an old monster who has survived for thousands of years, he has extremely rich combat experience.

Despite the excruciating pain that felt like his ribs were about to burst, he forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, his feet carving two deep furrows in the slippery ground. After regaining his balance, he charged forward again!

Using his momentum, he delivered a powerful flying kick straight to the face, waist, and abdomen, causing numbness!

Mianma took a slight half-step back, easily letting her pass.

Without stopping the offensive, he used the momentum to spin around, and his left leg, like a steel whip, swept a powerful spinning kick towards the head of the man with a whistling sound!
This time, Menma did not dodge.

His right hand shot out with lightning speed, his five fingers like iron clamps, and grabbed the right ankle of the kicking foot with perfect precision!

"What?!" Yi Shi was shocked and tried to break free, but found that the other's palm was as firm as a mountain.

Mianma's eyes turned cold, and he bent his left arm, delivering an incredibly heavy elbow strike that slammed into Yishi's shinbone like a warhammer!
Click——!
The distinct sound of bones cracking was particularly jarring against the backdrop of the rain!
"Ugh!" Yi Shi let out an extremely shrill scream, his lower legs bending unnaturally, and the intense pain made his cheeks twitch!

However, his survival instinct led him to launch a final counterattack.

He endured the excruciating pain, raised his right arm, and aimed the wedge in his palm at the numb face so close to his own, roaring, "Die!"

Fire Release: Flame Explosion!

A torrent of intensely hot, dark red flames surged forth from the "wedge" like a volcanic eruption. At such close range, there was virtually no chance of dodging, and it instantly engulfed Mianma's figure!
Did it work? !

Just as a sliver of hope rose in Yishi's heart, his expression froze completely the next moment.

The raging flames, powerful enough to melt gold and corrode iron, did not explode or burn as expected when they came into contact with Menma's golden chakra cloak.

Instead, on the surface of that dazzling golden chakra, a more ferocious dark red fox head phantom flashed by, opening its invisible maw.

The surging torrent of flames, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, was greedily devoured by the fox-headed phantom, leaving not even a spark behind!

"No... Impossible!!" Itachi's eyes widened in horror, his voice distorted with fear: "Absorbing chakra... This is... This is something only high-ranking Otsutsuki can do... How could you possibly learn this?!"

He has traveled the universe for thousands of years and witnessed the abilities of countless races, but even in the Otsutsuki main family, not all members can master this ability to directly and efficiently absorb the opponent's chakra and use it for their own purposes!
This "native" in front of him not only overwhelmed him in strength, but also reached such an unbelievable level in the application and learning of his abilities!

In a state of shock, disregarding the excruciating pain of his broken right leg, he forcefully rotated his body, and his left leg, like the tail of a dying scorpion, used the remaining strength in his body to strike his numb temple!
Menma simply raised his left hand and easily blocked the attack, which was already at its last gasp.

At the same time, with a slight thought, a jet-black Truth-Seeking Ball surrounded by a golden halo behind him instantly accelerated and, with a "boom," slammed solidly into Itsuki's abdomen!

"Whoa—!" Yishi screamed again as he was blasted away, crashing heavily into a pile of rubble in the distance before bouncing back to the ground, splashing up a large amount of mud and water.

His abdomen was burned with a large hole, his skin was charred and festering, and he was emitting a foul odor.

Itsuki struggled to get up, but due to his broken leg bone and severe abdominal injury, his movements became extremely difficult. He could only gasp for breath and try to mobilize his chakra to repair the injuries to his leg and abdomen.

However, Mianma would not give him any chance to catch his breath.

The dough floated half a foot off the ground, slowly rising into the air.

He raised his hands as if to strike, and his whole body shone with golden light.

The next moment, dozens, hundreds...

Countless golden Seeking Spheres materialized around him out of thin air, like stars surrounding the moon!
These Truth-Seeking Balls are covered with the golden chakra unique to the Tenseigan, radiating a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

"Seeking the Way Jade - Light Cannon".

With a wave of his arm, Mianma sent hundreds of golden Truth-Seeking Balls instantly transforming into beams of golden laser light, raining down on the struggling Yi Shi below!

call out!call out!call out!call out!
Golden beams of light tore through the sky, leaving countless clear golden trajectory tracks in the air, like a grand yet cruel fireworks display!

He broke out in a cold sweat; his will to survive overwhelmed everything.

His body shrank instantly to the size of a speck of dust in an attempt to evade the overwhelming and terrifying attack.

However, Menma's Tenseigan had already locked onto his true form!
No matter how small he shrank, the dense golden beams of light still seemed to have eyes, accurately tracking his dust-like figure and firing wildly!

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Yi Shi could only desperately dodge in the air with irregular tiny movements while constantly summoning the huge black cube "Dao Xia Tian" to block in front of him.

However, the Truth-Seeking Ball Light Cannon, which contains the power of all things in the universe, is far more powerful than ordinary ninjutsu.

Those incredibly sturdy black cubes, powerful enough to suppress the tailed beasts, melted and disintegrated rapidly under the continuous bombardment of the golden beam cannon, like wax figures scorched by high temperatures, only buying him a negligible moment.

Mianma floated in the air, like a humanoid Gundam controlling countless funnels.

Golden light flashed continuously around him, and new Truth-Seeking Balls were constantly being condensed to join this devastating barrage of bullets, as if his chakra were inexhaustible.

Just as Yishi was desperately trying to escape and was hiding behind a piece of the "Great Box Heaven" that was about to break, an irresistible and enormous suction force suddenly came from the direction of Mianma!
"All things are attracted by heaven!"

"Ugh!" The shrunken body was no match for the powerful gravity and was instantly pulled from its hiding place. As if grabbed by an invisible giant hand, it was involuntarily sent flying rapidly towards Menma in the air!
What awaited him were several even larger Truth-Seeking Balls that Menma had already prepared and that were now gathered in front of him!
boom! boom! boom!
A blinding golden light flashed once more!
Several beams of light slammed solidly into the body that had been pulled towards him!
The massive explosion sent him flying like a meteor, tracing a long parabola as he flew directly over the ruins of the northern port area of ​​Amegakure.

With a "plop," it crashed into the cold, surging sea, splashing up huge waves.

A moment later, after returning to its original size, it struggled to emerge from the seawater, stepping on the surface and coughing violently, each cough bringing up blood and foam mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The magatama tattoo on his chest had been burned and blurred, and the wound on his abdomen was even more shocking, with his pale skin covered with scorch marks and cracks.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky in despair.

Mianma stepped into the void, descending step by step from the sky, like a god walking among mortals.

His steps were steady, and with each step he took, the air beneath his feet seemed to solidify into invisible steps.

Golden chakra light spread out behind him, illuminating the sky and sea, which were particularly gloomy due to the battle.

With each step Menma took forward, it felt as if Ichishi's heart was being struck hard by an invisible hammer!
That chilling killing intent pierced through the rain and the seawater, locking onto him firmly.

Unable to control himself, he took a step back, and the seawater rippled outwards at his feet.

His body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and for the first time, the emotion called "fear" appeared on his face.

will die……

He's really going to die here!

This thought, like a venomous snake, was gnawing at his last shred of reason.

The arrogance and contempt for "inferior beings" that had prevailed for thousands of years crumbled completely in the face of the absolute power disparity and the threat of death.

escape!
Must escape!
He has other coordinates in other dimensions. Even if he abandons this broken body, even if he finds a second-rate container to eke out a living, it would be far better than being destroyed here, body and soul!
Upon realizing this, a faint light shone in Isshiki's black eyes as he attempted to connect to another dimension and open a portal.

However, before his spell could be fully activated, the space in front of him distorted slightly, and the figure of the man with the numbed face teleported in front of him, so close that he could almost feel the temperature of the other's breath!

Before he could even see the opponent's movements, he felt a heart-wrenching, bone-deep pain in his right eye!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was inhuman, burst forth from Isshiki's mouth!
With his right hand numb, like a precise scalpel, he forcefully pierced his right eye socket, brutally digging out the "black eye" containing his unique pupil technique, along with its nerves and blood vessels!

Blood gushed from his empty eye sockets like a fountain, instantly staining half of his pale face and the front of his shirt red.

Yi Shi staggered backward, his vision blurring from the excruciating pain and blood loss. He covered his bleeding right eye, staring intently at Mian Ma with his remaining white eye, his voice trembling with extreme pain and rage: "You...you bastard...when...when did you leave a spacetime imprint on me?!"

Mianma casually toyed with the "black eye" in his hand, which still emitted a faint golden light and was dripping with blood, as if admiring a trophy.

Hearing Isshiki's question, a cold sneer appeared on his lips: "Only realizing it now? How... arrogant you are, Isshiki."

"Pfft—" Yi Shi was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

But then, he felt a strong sense of unease.

It wasn't just the weakness from having his eyes gouged out; his entire body's chakra level was plummeting!
It was as if something had silently stolen his power during the battle just now!
He quickly used his remaining white eye to look inward at himself, and what he saw shocked him!

The vast chakra within him, which was originally as boundless as the sea, has now been reduced to less than one-tenth, and is still continuously draining away!
'That was around that time!'

'That red fox! It not only absorbed my ninjutsu, but also my chakra…!'

"You...your attacks...have been absorbing my chakra?!" Isshiki's voice was hoarse with despair.

He finally understood that the enemy in front of him was not only terrifyingly strong, but also extremely cunning and ruthless!
This was a terrifying existence he had never encountered in his thousands of years of traveling the universe!
He knew almost nothing about the enemy, while the enemy seemed to have everything about him planned out!

Mianma didn't answer. Instead, he casually sealed the "black eye" in a special glass tube containing nutrient solution and put it into his pocket.

Then, he raised his eyes again and locked onto a single move.

“I told you—” Menma raised his head, announcing Isshiki’s final fate: “You will die here today.”

Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished instantly once again using the Flying Thunder God Mark!

Yi Shi knew he was in a desperate situation with no way to avoid it!

The moment Menma appeared in front of him and his right hand flashed like lightning to grab his last remaining Byakugan, a crazy and resolute look appeared on Isshiki's face!

He made no attempt to dodge the blow that robbed him of his last glimmer of light!
puff!

Another eyeball has been gouged out!
Utter darkness descended.

But in the last moment before losing his sight, Yi Shi used the last of his strength to suddenly hug Mian Ma's body with both arms like iron hoops!

He compressed and ignited all the remaining chakra in his body, along with his life essence, at an unprecedented speed!
"Let's...die together!!!" Yishi let out a final, venomous roar!
He's going to blow himself up!

At the cost of all the remaining power of an Ōtsutsuki, he dragged this enemy who destroyed his thousand-year plan and brought him endless humiliation down with him!
A terrifying surge of chakra erupted suddenly from him, like a supernova about to explode, with light even shining through his body!

However, Menma's eyes remained calm, even carrying a hint of knowing he had expected this.

His left hand was already raised, and six Seeking Truth Orbs instantly appeared.

Three of them condensed and stretched within a thousandth of a second, transforming into a gigantic golden lightsaber that seemed capable of severing cause and effect and dividing the world.

"Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!"

A flash of golden light!
Like a hot knife slicing through butter, Yishi tightly embraced Mianma's arms, only to have them severed cleanly at the elbows!

The severed arm fell helplessly downwards.

At the same time, Menma's right hand controlled the other three Truth-Seeking Balls, spinning them at high speed and drawing upon a massive amount of chakra energy, forming a silver tornado that stretched from the sky to the earth.

"Ginlun Reincarnation Explosion!"

A raging tornado, carrying Ichishiki who had lost both arms and eyes and whose chakra was about to explode, hurled him thousands of meters into the air!
boom! ! !
An extremely massive explosion erupted thousands of meters above Amegakure!
The light was so intense that it instantly dispelled the dark clouds and rain that had shrouded the Land of Rain for many years. It was as if a new sun was born in the sky, showering the earth with endless light and heat, illuminating every corner, and reflecting the shocked and incredulous faces of all those who looked up at the ground.

After a long while, the white light gradually dissipated, and the loud noise turned into a low hum.

The mushroom cloud in the sky slowly dissipated, revealing a quiet night sky dotted with stars behind it, as if the earth-shattering explosion just now was only a dream.

Otsutsuki Isshiki, the high-ranking Otsutsuki who had been lurking for a thousand years, plotting his resurrection, and regarding all living beings as ants, finally burst into a brilliant but brief burst of life above the planet he intended to harvest.

Then, they were completely annihilated, leaving no trace of their remains.

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