Mid-air, a second enormous meteorite suddenly plummeted.
Boom!
A devastating explosion echoed through the void, shaking the very air.
The meteorites collided with a thunderous impact, sending countless smaller stones scattering in all directions, tumbling down to the ground.
Many shinobi below flinched at the powerful shockwave, instinctively covering their ears.
Yet they barely had a moment to breathe before the smaller stones began to fall directly toward them.
At first glance, the stones seemed insignificant, but as they neared the earth, their true size became horrifyingly clear — many were massive, enough to crush a man's skull.
The shinobi of Konoha and Kirigakure hurriedly cast defensive jutsu to brace for impact.
At the same time, their eyes flicked warily toward the Impure World Reincarnation army — former enemies who, if they attacked now, would leave no chance for survival.
But soon, they realized their concerns were unfounded.
The Impure World Reincarnation shinobi showed no signs of aggression.
They knew it was unnecessary.
As meteorite after meteorite rained down, the fates of the Konoha and Hidden Mist shinobi were sealed.
Why waste energy on pointless conflict?
Wouldn't it be more entertaining to watch them struggle, doomed to perish under this onslaught?
After centuries of rest beneath the earth, they were eager for this spectacle.
Above, Uchiha Haru observed the scene with calm detachment.
Holding two massive meteorites — each capable of annihilating entire squads — in one hand seemed effortless for him.
On the ground, shinobi from Konoha and Kirigakure were solely focused on resisting the deadly barrage, unable to spare a glance upward to see if Uchiha Haru could endure the weight of the second meteorite.
Only the reincarnated Impure World shinobi wore faces etched with awe and disbelief.
The second meteorite!
Uchiha Haru had withstood it.
One meteorite was an astonishing feat, but two — that was beyond extraordinary.
Such a warrior truly existed in this world.
Uchiha Madara, hovering nearby, his face tight with astonishment, had once been certain of his victory over this junior.
Decades of experience and pride gave him unwavering confidence.
How could a newcomer surpass him?
Yet fighting Uchiha Haru shattered those assumptions.
This young Uchiha's power was not only comparable but exceeded his own in many ways.
Still, Madara trusted his experience to hold the balance.
But now, watching Uchiha Haru bear one meteorite and then another, even his pride yielded to admiration.
Perhaps this was a warrior who had reached heights unseen since the Sage of the Six Paths.
A strength terrifying in its magnitude.
Yet, Madara vowed that he would be the victor today.
Why?
Because unlike Uchiha Haru, who always held back to protect the "ants" below, Madara had no such restraint.
Uchiha Haru's constant concern for the lives of the shinobi on the ground was his fatal flaw.
Madara might not be able to defeat him in a fair fight, but he could exploit this weakness.
So, without hesitation, a third meteorite formed in the sky.
Boom!
Another earth-shaking crash.
The third meteorite crashed onto Uchiha Haru's head.
Then the fourth appeared.
The fifth.
...
Until the eighth meteorite stacked one on top of another directly above Uchiha Haru.
Yet, to Madara's horror, Uchiha Haru made it seem effortless.
Those massive stones posed no apparent danger, no visible burden.
The Impure World shinobi on the ground watched, utterly dumbfounded.
How could one person endure such a trial?
Even Madara's expression twisted into disbelief.
Uchiha Haru's strength had far surpassed any expectation.
This was no longer just a surprise — it was a nightmare.
Eight meteorites.
Eight massive meteorites.
Yet Uchiha Haru endured them all, as if it were child's play.
Madara wondered if even eight more meteorites could subdue him.
As he hesitated, the eight massive meteorites suddenly began to rise.
Slowly, they ascended, leveling with Madara's floating position.
Uchiha Haru appeared before him, calm, almost amused.
"Is that all?" he asked with a teasing smirk.
"So easy," he said, "really not challenging at all."
Then, in an instant, the eight meteorites vanished from above his head.
Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Uchiha Haru teleported all eight meteorites deep into the sea.
Madara's expression shifted again — darkening with sudden realization.
Uchiha Haru could have sent the meteorites away with this technique from the very beginning.
But he hadn't.
Instead, he chose to fight these meteorites alone.
This seemed like asking for trouble.
But in truth, it was not.
As a top-tier powerhouse, Uchiha Madara had done many things that ordinary people couldn't understand.
Emotionally, it could have been solved easily—but he deliberately made things difficult for himself.
It wasn't because he couldn't think of a better way.
Of course, he knew exactly what to do—but he didn't act.
His purpose was to hone himself.
To challenge his own limits and become even stronger.
Now, even if Uchiha Haru was fighting against him again, Madara was doing the same.
The great Uchiha Madara had become a whetstone for Uchiha Haru.
This realization struck Madara deeply.
Since his youth, no one had dared to treat him like this.
It made him feel both angry and humiliated.
He glared at Uchiha Haru and shouted furiously, "Uchiha Haru, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"
"Oh?" Uchiha Haru smiled faintly. "Price?"
"Then please, let me see what price I must pay!"
He was still complaining that the fight lacked excitement.
So far, there had been almost no real challenge.
He needed more challenges to hone himself and elevate his level.
"Fine!" Uchiha Madara snorted coldly. "In that case, I want to see how you handle this!"
He half-closed his eyes and began to gather chakra once more…
Madara had seen many people seek death, but none quite like this.
Just as he had predicted, today he would make Uchiha Haru pay his due.
"Planetary Devastation!" Madara intoned.
It was the same ninjutsu as before.
But also different.
Previously, Uchiha Madara had performed this jutsu effortlessly, as if it was nothing.
But now, he had been accumulating power for a long time.
What secret technique was he holding back?
Uchiha Haru looked at Madara indifferently and did not try to interrupt.
He wanted to see what Madara had yet to unleash.
Seeing this, Madara's anger grew.
There were still people who dared to underestimate him—Uchiha Madara!
But this was better.
Otherwise, how else would he have a chance to perform a move even he found terrifying?
On the ground, the shinobi of Konoha and Kirigakure, who had just withstood countless rocks falling from the sky, frowned deeply as they witnessed this scene.
Uchiha Haru was too arrogant.
His opponent was Uchiha Madara—a legendary ninja.
How could anyone underestimate him?
Who could predict what would happen once Madara unleashed his ninjutsu?
But now, it seemed they could do nothing.
All they could do was believe in Uchiha Haru.
Believe that he had the power to change everything.
In the eyes of millions, meteorites began to gather again.
But this time it was different.
Previously, there was only one.
Now, dozens of black specks appeared simultaneously.
At least twenty or thirty meteorites were falling at once!
The hearts of the shinobi from Konoha and Kirigakure sank.
Resisting a single meteorite was hard enough—how could they survive dozens?
Although Uchiha Haru had once resisted alone—remember the precedent of the eight meteorites.
But those fell one by one, and he blocked them sequentially.
Now, dozens were falling simultaneously.
No matter how strong Uchiha Haru was, he was still only one man.
How could he manage so many meteorites at once?
No wonder Uchiha Madara had spent so long gathering power before unleashing this.
It was an extremely terrifying ninjutsu.
Uchiha Haru was too arrogant.
He had actually allowed Madara to perform this jutsu.
It might be impossible for them to survive today.
"Hahaha!" Madara laughed loudly in the air. "Uchiha Haru, can you withstand this?"
"This time, I want to see how many you can block!"
Then his hand fell sharply.
At once, dozens of meteorites rained down from the sky.
The shinobi from Konoha and Kirigakure on the ground all turned pale.
It was over—really over this time.
Even Uchiha Haru could block ten or twenty meteorites—but the sheer number was overwhelming.
Even a single meteorite would be enough to obliterate them!
For a moment, Kakashi Hatake, Jiraiya, and Tsunade furrowed their brows tightly
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