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The battlefield fell eerily silent after the colossal clash between Madara's **Susanoo** and Hashirama's thousand-armed Buddha. The towering forms of both entities stood as symbols of their respective powers—Hashirama's divine serenity versus Madara's demonic ferocity.
However, the situation was far from resolved. Inside his **Susanoo**, Uchiha Madara's expression darkened. His carelessness had allowed himself to be outmaneuvered. He immediately attempted to regain control, commanding his fully-formed **Susanoo** to resist. The chakra coating its surface became sluggish as it struggled fiercely, shaking the earth and causing the **Gate of the Heavenly Gods** to wobble precariously.
The fact that the gates were already trembling indicated that Madara's **Susanoo** would eventually break free. But there was one problem—escaping would take time.
And Senju Hashirama wasn't about to give him that luxury.
Hashirama directed the massive thousand-armed Buddha statue forward, positioning it directly above Madara's fallen **Susanoo**. Standing atop the Buddha's head, Hashirama formed another set of hand seals:
"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands! Top-Side Transformation into a Buddha!"
The enormous statue's countless arms began to move in unison. Each fist radiated immense power and overwhelming presence. When all these fists descended simultaneously, the sheer force was unimaginable!
Like a torrential storm, thousands of fists rained down upon Madara's **Susanoo**, blotting out the sky. Even Madara felt a chill run down his spine as he gazed at the apocalyptic barrage.
*Boom! Boom! Boom!* The thunderous impact of thousands of fists instantly covered Madara's entire **Susanoo**, unleashing devastating shockwaves and tremors. The ground erupted, the air exploded, and fire engulfed the area. Wherever the fists struck, destruction followed, akin to a catastrophic earthquake. The devastation was horrifying.
Senju Tobirama, observing from afar after teleporting away using the **Flying Thunder God Technique**, wiped cold sweat from his brow. Perched on a tree branch, he muttered to himself:
"This coordination with Big Brother is quite seamless. After such a brutal beating, even if Madara survives, he'll surely lose some skin—at the very least, his **Susanoo** must have been shattered!"
After a full minute of relentless pounding, the terrain around the Buddha statue had sunk by an entire layer. Even Hashirama's deep reserves of natural energy were beginning to wane, forcing him to stop momentarily.
Breathing heavily, Hashirama stood atop the Buddha, staring intently at the aftermath.
As the dust settled, the state of Madara's **Susanoo** became clear.
A massive crater had formed in the ground, with Madara's **Susanoo** lying at its center. The nine **Gates of the Heavenly Gods** that had been suppressing it were completely destroyed. However, the **Susanoo** itself hadn't fared much better—it was battered and crumbling. Its armor was cracked in numerous places, and gaps had begun to appear throughout its structure.
Both Hashirama and Tobirama inwardly cheered. If they could just break through this final layer of defense, they'd finally be able to strike at Madara himself!
But… where was Madara?
Only then did the brothers realize that while the massive **Susanoo** still remained, the core controlling it—Madara himself—had vanished without a trace.
Hashirama scanned his surroundings, a sense of unease creeping over him. Tobirama, standing on the distant tree branch, shared the same apprehension.
"Where is Madara? Where did he go?! Impossible! Under that kind of concentrated attack, there's no way he could've escaped or hidden. Unless…"
Tobirama's eyes widened as realization dawned. "Does he also know space-time ninjutsu!?"
"I don't use space-time ninjutsu," a cold voice replied from behind Tobirama. Startled, Tobirama's hair stood on end as he spun around.
The moment he turned, he locked eyes with Madara's piercing Rinnegan—a pair of violet, ripple-patterned orbs.
Instantly recognizing the legendary Dojutsu, Tobirama reacted with lightning speed, attempting to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape. But it was too late.
Without a word, Madara raised his hand, and a black rod emerged from his palm. With a swift motion, he drove the rod straight through Tobirama's forehead. The tip pierced through the back of his skull, pinning him in place.
Tobirama's body froze entirely. Though revived through the **Edo Tensei**, he couldn't die—but he also couldn't move. He was utterly immobilized, his chakra frozen like ice, unable to perform any jutsu.
*Crap!* Tobirama thought, panic rising in his chest. This black rod… it's a product of ultimate Yin-Yang Release! My body can't move at all! I'm completely powerless!
With wide, disbelieving eyes, Tobirama glared at Madara and demanded:
"How… how did you suddenly appear behind me?!"
Madara ignored the question, casually releasing the black rod. He stepped closer to Tobirama, who remained paralyzed, and glanced toward the distant battlefield. From afar, he spotted Hashirama atop the Buddha statue, frantically searching for his brother, unaware of Tobirama's predicament.
Though reluctant to explain himself to Tobirama, Madara decided to indulge him slightly:
"Tobirama, your space-time ninjutsu is indeed quite irritating. You're like a flea, hopping around unpredictably. While you pose no real threat to me, your constant interference is annoying. Truly insufferable."
He paused, smirking cruelly before continuing:
"But fret not. Soon enough, you'll reunite with your dear brother."
With that, Madara dragged Tobirama's immobile body, positioning him to face the battlefield so that he could witness the impending fate of Senju Hashirama.