Chapter 186: This Is the Uchiha—The Power of Gods
All fell silent.
Urashiki stared blankly at his lower half plummeting away, stunned speechless. Not even thinking to reattach it at once.
Even Shisui couldn't believe he had done that…
But in truth, he could not have.
…
Within those once-indifferent eyes, a faint spark of life arose. Though he stood at a lower elevation, it felt as if he looked down on them all from high above.
It was Uchiha Kagami's consciousness.
Descended!
…
"Uchiha Madara… You've returned."
"I've waited for you a long time."
He disregarded the imposing Ōtsutsuki trio. "Kagami" locked gazes with Madara.
"Heh, not even using honorifics?" Madara couldn't help lauding him.
"You… Have you already evolved beyond the Sage of Six Paths' level?!"
"Kagami" curled his lips slightly downward in a faint smirk.
"There you go again, comparing everything."
"Enough talk now…"
"Slaughter these few Ōtsutsuki and show them the power that befits the Uchiha name."
…
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"That insolent tone—I cannot pretend I didn't hear!" Momoshiki's face contorted in fury. In a blurred flicker, he appeared before "Kagami."
Fingers pressed together like a sword, he thrust at Kagami's heart.
"You're nothing more than—
a wretched, lower creature!!"
Zzt—
Momoshiki's lunge froze; a black line abruptly streaked before his eyes.
This was…
The second time. Finally, Momoshiki realized what it was:
A slash imbued with the laws of reality.
Like a natural rule: if it appeared, it would inevitably strike.
It was…
A divine technique!
…
Strictly speaking, ordinary ninjutsu is forming chakra with hand seals to reenact the phenomena of divine techniques.
Disregarding raw might, "divine technique" implies a method that does not require seals—so long as one possesses chakra, one can invoke it.
All pure-blooded Ōtsutsuki possess at least one "divine technique"—the Kāma.
Ōtsutsuki can carve the Kāma onto a vessel, awaiting resurrection.
Isshiki's Daikokuten and Sukunahikona likewise were "divine techniques."
Ultimately, all divine techniques derive from the Ōtsutsuki God.
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Blood spurted from Momoshiki's forehead, painting his eyes scarlet.
"Impossible… How can…someone like you use a divine technique?!"
…
"Faced with a power you can't fathom, you crown it as divine?" "Kagami" took a step back, his form fading again.
"I was careful not to destroy your eyes."
"Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki—devour Kinshiki and fight seriously."
"In the original timeline, you lost to those two brothers' reincarnations. Let's see if you do better now."
He rose upward. The last to vanish were those magnificent Mangekyō eyes.
"Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama, Momoshiki…"
"It makes no difference."
"Whoever survives…earns the right to partake in the ninja world's final battle."
…
Momoshiki's thoughts spiraled in chaos.
While the three aliens were rattled, the shinobi forces sprang to action.
Madara charged at the nearly completed Ten-Tails, weaving seals.
The power Kagami had shown only stoked his fighting spirit.
All the more entertaining…
I truly underestimated you, Kagami!
Not merely an even match… He was the kind of foe Madara must fight with all he had, beyond expectation!
Meanwhile, a distorted vortex appeared around Urashiki's severed lower body.
Not far off, Obito took advantage—attempting to claim the alien's remains with Kamui.
Swish!!
In a flash of silvery light bursting from the rubble, unbelievably swift—
Urashiki's lower half got sliced again!
The source was Orochimaru, wielding a blade.
Though he couldn't truly learn "Slashing Release," his natural genius let him glean from the "Slashing Release Training Scroll" ways to enhance his kenjutsu.
Under Sage Mode, his stabbing speed surpassed the sound barrier:
Sage Art: Heavenly Cloud Murder!
…
A serpent instantly swallowed one portion of Urashiki's leg and vanished with a puff. Orochimaru also disappeared.
He only wanted some biological material—a single leg was the fastest to retrieve, good enough.
He wasn't some hot-blooded youth who'd stand and fight "for vengeance."
Disinclined to die again in a major conflict, Orochimaru opted to withdraw, using reverse summoning to return to Ryūchi Cave.
Everything unfolded too fast. Even Obito, poised to use Kamui, got no chance to intercept that leg.
When he tried again with his left eye…
Fwoooom!
A torrent of violet chakra forced him to become intangible in defense.
"You vermin dare humiliate me like this!!"
The laid-back Urashiki was now fully enraged.
Kagami's dread power had him momentarily deterred. But to think some "worthless snake" and a mere "small-fry Sharingan" had manhandled his body—an extreme disgrace!
Boom!!!!
A purple eruption broke forth, unleashing terrifying might.
Yet Obito emerged unharmed amid the debris—thanks to Kamui.
His eyes: beyond cause and horizon, the domain of a "divine realm" themselves.
He'd even contended decently with Kaguya, who surpassed standard Bloodline expansions.
Gazing upon Urashiki with icy calm, Obito spat,
"I've had enough…
Kagami is one thing, Madara is another, and you lot…
…What gives you the right to judge me?!"
Slash!!
Obito rammed his own hand into his chest, destroying the curse mark and his heart in one savage motion!
Kagami's mental training since childhood at last bore fruit now.
Madara's eyes narrowed—he hadn't expected Obito could forcibly break that seal through sheer will.
Heh…
Hahahahaha!!
Madara threw back his head in laughter.
"I acknowledge you, Obito!"
"No—
you need no one's acknowledgment!"
"Come! Let these supposed Ōtsutsuki see the Uchiha's might!"
Smack.
Madara pressed both hands together.
Six Paths: Ten-Tails Coffin Seal!
A torrent of Ten-Tails' chakra surged into Madara's body…
…
"Not a chance!" roared Momoshiki, lunging.
He still had time—enough to prevent that man's fusion with the Ten-Tails…
…
"Sage Art: Gate of the Great God!"
A bold shout.
A scarlet torii fell from the heavens, pinning Momoshiki down.
Boom!!
Momoshiki smashed the torii gate aside, continuing forward, only to see a tall man riding a Wood Dragon, arms folded.
But the man wasn't looking at him. He turned away, calling out:
"Long time no see…
Madara!"
…
Snowy-white crystalline motes fluttered like illusions.
A pitch-black scepter symbolized a sage's authority.
Twelve Truth-Seeking Orbs revolved behind him, forming a halo of universal power.
His pure-white hair flapped in the wind.
"So, you've found new power as well…"
"Hashirama!"