Konoha: Superman template, the spoiled brat becomes strong.

Hinata, who was in Naruto's arms, suddenly coughed violently. The ice crystals that the girl spat out contained burning talismans.

The Nine-Tails' chakra surged uncontrollably into the spatial rift torn open by Orochimaru, outlining the silhouette of a long robe fluttering in the void.

Remember, when the three crescent moons are stained with blood... Orochimaru's voice suddenly became ethereal, his figure gradually becoming transparent in the spatial rift, his golden vertical pupils staring intently at the southwest horizon.

There, a darker cloud than the night was devouring the stars, and the flashes of lightning that occasionally streaked through the cloud vaguely formed the shape of an ancient tribal emblem.

Kakashi's Flying Thunder God Kunai suddenly changed direction automatically, its tip pointing into the depths of the dark clouds.

Shikamaru's Shadow Imitation Technique projected distorted tree shadows onto the ground, and the pattern formed by those shadows was exactly the same as the Yin Release mark on the obelisk.

Even the usually calm Tsunade subconsciously clenched her fists, and the Yin Seal on her forehead was uncontrollably leaking chakra.

At the boundary between the clouds and the starry sky, the moonlight was suddenly folded into three segments by some invisible force.

The first segment illuminates Gaara's sand-tinged left arm; the second segment reflects the phantom of white bone chains on the Raikage's armor; and the third segment hovers over Naruto's trembling fingertips—where a drop of liquid, fused with the Nine-Tails' chakra and the Tenseigan's bloodline limit, is evaporating into a spiral-shaped mist.

As the last spatial rift closed completely, everyone simultaneously heard a rustling sound similar to a snake shedding its skin.

The scroll that Orochimaru had left behind in the center of the battlefield suddenly unfolded automatically, revealing a warning written in blood on the yellowed paper—the handwriting constantly changed shape under the moonlight, sometimes resembling an Uchiha fan, sometimes the Hyuga clan crest, and finally settling on a silhouette of someone wearing a vortex mask.

Chapter 323 A Good Combo Attack

The moment the moonlight shattered into three pieces, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

Kakashi's Flying Thunder God Kunai vibrated with a metallic hum on the sand, and the twisted tree shadows projected onto the obelisk were visibly seeping out ink-like chakra.

Tsunade suddenly pressed her burning Yin Seal, and a sense of oppression beyond that of a Tailed Beast caused her Hundred Healings Technique to boil uncontrollably.

This was no chakra fluctuation that an ordinary shadow clone could imitate. Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and the scroll he had left behind suddenly burned to ashes, from which a blood-red vortex rose.

With each solidification of the mask silhouette at the center of the vortex, the dust in the air increased by 30%, until a figure clad in Warring States armor shattered the spatial rift.

The moment Madara Uchiha landed, the Nine-Tails' chakra liquid at Naruto's fingertips completely vaporized.

The aura carrying blood and rust caused Kakashi, who had experienced four Shinobi World Wars, to tense up instantly—just like the oppressive feeling when the Divine Tree descended.

"So that's how it is." As Madara's Rinnegan swept over the crowd, the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki, suddenly developed fine cracks in his rocky skin. "You're using chakra resonance to trace a rift in spacetime?" He raised his right arm, which was bound in chains, and the pebbles floating in the sky suddenly arranged themselves into the pattern of an Uchiha fan. Unfortunately, the truth is like the puppet strings of Sunagakure.

Before he could finish speaking, Gaara's Sand Burial suddenly reversed direction and surged back up.

The sand wall that was supposed to protect everyone turned into chains of white bones, tearing sparks and creating cracks in the Raikage's Lightning Release armor.

Just as Sasuke's Mangekyou Sharingan lit up with purple light, Madara instantly appeared behind him, his fingers wreathed in black flames gently touching Sasuke's shoulder blade.

The descendants of the Uchiha clan are actually relying on the power of the tailed beasts? Black flames burst forth along Sasuke's chakra pathways, instantly consuming the blue light of the Chidori Spear.

Naruto's body erupted with a golden chakra cloak, but just as he was about to touch his best friend, he was repelled by a spatial vortex—the very same spacetime distortion that Kakashi had witnessed in the Kamui dimension.

Don't let your emotions control you! Kakashi's Sharingan spun wildly as the seven kunai he threw formed a swastika seal in the space-time rift.

But Madara merely clenched his fist into the void, and those specially made ninja tools turned into molten iron and seeped into the ground. So-called destiny... He followed Sasuke's path as he fell towards Naruto, each step leaving a burning clan crest on the sand—just a pretty excuse for ants to give themselves.

Hinata's Byakugan suddenly bled.

In her 360-degree field of vision, the entire battlefield was transforming into a bizarre chakra cocoon, with the roots of the divine tree emerging from the ground perfectly overlapping with Shikamaru's Shadow Imitation Technique. "Everyone, quickly cut off the chakra flow!" she shouted in a trembling voice, as Tsunade had already shattered the ground within a ten-meter radius with her monstrous punch.

Amidst the flying pebbles, Temari's three-star fan whipped up a hurricane.

But the wind blades that were supposed to tear everything apart mysteriously shattered into cherry blossoms just three meters away from Madara, and the falling petals cut fine bloodstains on the Raikage armor.

Just as Onoki's Dust Release cube took shape, Madara's Rinnegan suddenly reflected the phantom of the Six Paths Staff.

Dust Release: Particle Style!

All things are led by heaven.

The moment the two voices overlapped, the entire battlefield suddenly tilted at a 45-degree angle.

Onoki's Dust Release beam was forcibly twisted into a spiral shape, which instead pulverized the Third Tsuchikage's own rock clone.

The Raikage's lightning-powered blade slashed through the night sky, but just as Madara raised his hand to form a hand seal, a white bone chain that emerged from Madara's armor pierced his right shoulder.

Do you understand now? Madara's Susanoo loomed behind him, four giant chakra swords hovering in a sealing formation. While you were deciphering the Yin Release inscriptions, my All-Killing Ash Bones had already permeated every chakra resonance wave. He suddenly turned to Shikamaru, who was forming hand seals; the black lines of the Shadow Imitation Technique were spreading from beneath his feet. A wise person should know...

Shikamaru's pupils suddenly contracted.

For the first time, his tactical prediction, which he was so proud of, made a fatal error—the chakra threads connecting everyone suddenly backfired, turning his Shadow Binding Technique into shackles that imprisoned his companions.

Just as Naruto's tailed beast-transformed claws were about to tear apart the black lines, he discovered that the Nine-Tails' chakra was being devoured by the shadows.

This is the reverse transformation of Yin-Yang Release! Suddenly, three of Granny Chiyo's puppet strings snapped. Her wrinkled fingers moved rapidly, urging the Hyuga clan maids to...

Before the words were finished, the Seeking Truth Orb floating above Ban's head suddenly split into nine.

Three of them transformed into streaks of light and attacked Hinata, but were blocked by a suddenly expanding sand-gold shield just before they hit her—Gaara's sand eyes were oozing blood, and his completely sand-transformed left arm had spread to his collarbone.

Why... Naruto's teeth were deeply embedded in his lower lip, and his nine chakra tails were wildly flailing behind him.

He could clearly sense the mournful cry of Ashura's chakra within him, just like the helplessness he felt when facing Kaguya-hime back then.

But when he caught a glimpse of Sasuke struggling to get up, something intense suddenly burst through his chest.

The golden chakra cloak exploded, and the azure patterns of the Tenseigan suddenly appeared at the corner of Naruto's eye.

The moment Madara raised an eyebrow, the nine Truth-Seeking Balls suddenly stopped three inches around Naruto, evaporating into a spiral of mist.

Oh? Madara's Rinnegan reflected the Yin-Yang Release light flowing around the boy; this was what the old man of Six Paths was talking about...

The deafening explosion drowned out the rest of the sentence.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was astonished to find Killer Bee standing at the edge of the battlefield.

The eight-tailed octopus tentacles slowly retracted behind him, and the battle markings unique to Cloud Village ninjas appeared on his usually smiling face.

His right hand rested on the hilt of Samehada, while his left hand formed an ancient seal of a tailed beast—but in the end, he did not unleash any attack.

Killer Bee's octopus tentacles drooped silently, and the dark lines formed from the Eight-Tails' chakra meandered along the sand.

Each tentacle tip exuded a ghostly blue fluorescence, and as these lights intertwined to form a six-pointed star pattern on the ground, the molten metal beneath the tentacles, which had not yet solidified, suddenly rippled.

Naruto noticed that Killer Bee's hip-hop jacket was fading, and in its place were the chakra runes unique to the Cloud Village Anbu.

"Uncle?" Naruto's tailed beast-transformed claws froze in mid-air.

The barrier woven from the eight tails' tentacles suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, and the Truth-Seeking Balls floating around Madara bounced up like marbles hitting an invisible barrier.

Killer Bee's eye twitched slightly behind his sunglasses, and his bitten thumb was carving a bloody mark along the hilt of the Samehada sword—the starting stance of a forbidden technique used by the Third Raikage to seal the rampaging Eight-Tails.

Kakashi's headband was soaked with sweat.

He gazed at Madara's slightly backward-leaning figure within the barrier and suddenly recalled the flash of inspiration that had appeared when the Fourth Hokage fought Obito sixteen years ago.

"Suna Shigure!" he suddenly shouted at Gaara, his right hand simultaneously forming the Raikiri hand seal.

The sand grains floating in mid-air suddenly became accompanied by lightning, and under the refraction of the beam of light from the dust escape, they transformed into thousands of golden sand prisms.

Onoki's rock clones simultaneously disintegrated, and the broken rock fragments merged into the golden sand storm.

As Madara's Rinnegan began to reflect these prisms, the Third Tsuchikage crashed heavily to the ground, and the blazing white beams of Dust Release: Limit Separation Technique erupted simultaneously from seventy-two angles.

This secret technique, which would have cost him five years of his lifespan, passed precisely through the gap in Killer Bee's barrier.

"Golden place waterfall!"

Gaara's completely sand-transformed left arm exploded with a deafening roar, and golden sand wrapped around the sealing talisman poured into the pillar of light.

Just as Madara's Susanoo raised the giant chakra sword, the entire space suddenly folded three times—Kakashi's Kamui Sharingan shed tears of blood, forcefully distorting Madara's location to the core area of ​​Dust Release.

The deafening roar caused Temari's three-star fan to fly out of her hand.

When the white light dissipated, everyone saw that Madara's Sengoku armor was covered in cracks, and half of the chain on his left shoulder had been melted off.

Tsunade suddenly knelt on one knee, the chakra channels of the Hundred Healings Technique pulsating wildly beneath her skin—just a moment ago, she had poured all the chakra she had stored for twenty years into the Dust Release pillar of light.

"It...it's a success?" Hinata's Byakugan suddenly cleared, and she saw black substance seeping from the cracks that had appeared on Madara's chest.

But before Shikamaru could finish his tactical hand gestures, the cracks suddenly began to devour the surrounding light.

Ban lowered his head to look at the strange change in his chest, and suddenly let out a low laugh.

The laughter caused Killer Bee's barrier to shatter, and the chakra threads formed by the Eight-Tails' tentacles broke apart inch by inch.

“Not bad, a well-executed combo.” He ran his blood-stained fingers across the cracks in the armor, the substance from his fingertips condensing into new Truth-Seeking Balls in the void. “Unfortunately, you’ve got two things wrong.”

The air suddenly became thick.

Sasuke struggled to prop himself up and found that his shadow was being nailed to the sand by some force.

He tried to activate Amaterasu's fire, only to find that the kaleidoscope pattern was melting in his pupils—just like when Itachi's Tsukuyomi space began to collapse back then.

“First,” Madara raised his right hand, and hundreds of divine tree roots suddenly sprouted from the edge of the battlefield. The afterimages of the people using ninjutsu appeared on the surface of these writhing branches. “You thought you were interfering with my chakra?” The sand beneath his feet suddenly turned into a transparent crystal, which sealed every detail of the attack that everyone had just launched.

Kakashi's Kamui dimension suddenly trembled violently.

When he tried to move the nearest Truth-Seeking Jewel, he discovered that the spacetime of his right eye had been copied into a slice of the crystal.

The remnants of Onoki's Dust Release suddenly flew back, scorching his aged skin—these attacks were actually preserved and deflected perfectly.

"Second." Madara's Rinnegan suddenly split into six tomoe, and the crack on his chest abruptly expanded into a black hole. "Who told you..." The flow of chakra across the entire battlefield suddenly stopped, and Naruto's golden cloak in his tailed beast form solidified like frozen flames. "...The Rinnegan can only be used for attacking?"

Killer Bee's Samehada suddenly let out a mournful cry.

When the Eight-Tails' chakra was forcibly extracted, everyone saw that the sandy land within a ten-mile radius was transforming into the internal organs of some kind of creature.

The roots of those divine trees were covered with countless Rinnegan eyes, each reflecting a battle scene from different times and spaces—the Fourth Shinobi World War, the resurrection of Kaguya, and even the battle between the Six Paths Brothers in an even more distant era.

Naruto suddenly pressed his hand against his abdomen, which was throbbing with intense pain.

In his perception, Ashura's chakra was resonating with some ancient will, just like the tremor he felt when he touched the Sage of Six Paths' staff.

But this time, the object of the resonance wasn't Hagoromo, but rather the one awakening within Madara...

"Sever the chakra link immediately!" Granny Chiyo's puppet strings suddenly burst into flames, and cold sweat beaded on her age-spotted face. "His Rinnegan is resonating with the spacetime rifts throughout the entire battlefield!"

The hurricane whipped up by Temari's three-star fan suddenly shattered into points of light.

When the first glint of light landed on the Raikage's bleeding shoulder armor, the lightning armor, capable of withstanding S-rank ninjutsu, suddenly began to rust.

Shikamaru's Shadow Binding Technique's black lines broke apart inch by inch, replaced by tree root veins flowing with liquid chakra that spread from Madara's feet.

“When the roots of the Divine Tree pierce through space and time,” Madara’s voice suddenly became a multi-layered reverberation, as if countless versions of himself were whispering simultaneously in different dimensions, “so-called tactics…” He raised his hand to catch a falling chakra crystal, within which was sealed Kakashi’s Lightning Blade, which had not yet been unleashed, “are nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree…”

Killer Bee suddenly tore off one of the Eight-Tails' tentacles.

As the inky blood splattered onto the Samehada blade, the entire sealing technique of the Hidden Clouds lineage suddenly lit up on the blade's patterns.

But the slash that was meant to strike Madara was instead thrust into the sand beneath his feet by Madara's backhand—the severed whiskers of the Eight-Tails grew wildly in the sand, tearing a crack shimmering with lightning between the roots of the Divine Tree.

"Now!" The moment Killer Bee's sunglasses shattered, everyone saw the bull's head emblem of the Eight-Tails appear in his right eye.

The sudden suction force from the rift pulled the Truth-Seeking Balls around Madara slightly off course.

Kakashi's Kamui Sharingan suddenly started working again.

When he saw the lightning chakra flickering in the rift, he suddenly understood Killer Bee's true intention—it wasn't a rift for attack at all, but a space-time channel used by the Hidden Cloud Village to transfer the Tailed Beast Ball!

But Ban's cold laughter already echoed across the battlefield.

Just as the second wave of attacks launched by everyone was about to reach him, all the ninjutsu suddenly condensed into dazzling chakra crystals in the air.

The crystal surfaces reflected the rotating Rinnegan in Madara's eyes, and the next second, the horizon of the entire battlefield began to collapse inward.

Darkness surged forth from beneath Ban's feet.

This darkness is unlike any escape technique; it is a tangible entity that devours light.

Hinata's Byakugan bled again. In her vision, the natural energy within a hundred miles was being forcibly rewritten and restructured—like someone using a brush dipped in ink to paint new rules on the canvas of heaven and earth.

As the last ray of light disappeared, everyone heard a cracking sound from Ban's armor, like glaciers splitting open.

A chakra pulse, even more ancient than the tailed beasts, was brewing a terrifying ninjutsu in the depths of darkness, capable of rewriting reality, in sync with the rotation of the Rinnegan tomoe in his eyes.

Chapter 324 One-Sided Crushing

Darkness coiled around everyone's ankles like a living thing, and the chakra crystals floating in the air reflected the scarlet light in Madara's eyes.

Kakashi covered his right eye and knelt on the ground, the patterns of his Kamui Sharingan flickering between his fingers: Eight o'clock! Before his roar could even finish, dozens of black nails pierced through the spot where he had just stood.

This was a one-sided crushing defeat! Sasuke's Chidori Stream burst with a blue light in his palm, but it was broken down into free electrons the moment it touched the crystal barrier.

He rolled to avoid the fire blasts refracted from the crystal surface, his back slamming heavily against the twisted, spiraling rock wall.

In the distance, Onoki's Dust Release pillar pierced the darkness, but just before it touched Madara, it turned into a sky full of stardust—those suspended chakra crystals were able to automatically arrange themselves into a defensive matrix.