Whether it was Hashirama Senju or Madara Uchiha, their powers had already transcended the limits of this era.
The Uchiha Clan, with their Sharingan's copying ability, had a vast arsenal of ninjutsu at their disposal. And once the Sharingan evolved into the Mangekyō Sharingan, it granted access to even more terrifying abilities.
Calling them the strongest clan in the ninja world was not an exaggeration.
As for the Senju Clan, when it came to physical prowess, they were unmatched—only the Uzumaki Clan could compete.
But as far as Wood Release went, very few Senju awakened it.
At least in Yuto's experience, he had rarely encountered anyone from the Senju with Mokuton—and even those few couldn't hold a candle to Hashirama.
In Yuto's eyes, the Senju couldn't compare to the Uchiha—
That is, until Hashirama came along.
He was a freak of nature, a monster who single-handedly crushed the Uchiha's superiority.
Yuto had once wondered—
> Did that old bastard, the Sage of Six Paths, give Hashirama a little "boost"?
The Uchiha's growth path was at least visible—
from one tomoe, to three tomoe, to Mangekyō, and eventually Eternal Mangekyō.
But Hashirama's power had grown at an unbelievable rate.
Sage Mode? Those so-called Senju techniques? There's no way the average Senju clan could produce that.
Otherwise, there would've been more than one Hashirama.
One was the reincarnation of Indra, the other of Asura. And somehow, they were both born in the same generation…
> To share an era with these two...
Wasn't that a tragedy for every other village outside of Konoha?
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Yuto's eyes gleamed with wild determination.
He shoved his remaining hand deep into the large sealing jar.
ROOOAR!!!
A thunderous, rage-filled roar erupted from the container.
Just as the seal was broken and Isobu, the Three-Tails, was about to celebrate its freedom—
A terrifying suction force pulled at it from above.
Isobu felt its chakra being ripped uncontrollably away, surging toward the source.
No matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free.
Yuto had released his full devouring power.
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Black Emperor's ability was to absorb any form of energy—
and Tailed Beasts were no exception.
Feeling the beast's panicked thrashing, Yuto smirked.
> In the eyes of normal shinobi, the Tailed Beasts were legendary, terrifying creatures.
But to powerhouses like Yuto and Hashirama…
They were just tools.
As the Three-Tails' chakra flooded into him, the beast's resistance began to fade, making Yuto feel immense satisfaction.
The volume of chakra was overwhelming—he estimated that absorbing all of it would bring him to half of his maximum capacity.
Using that power, Yuto reconstructed the half of his body he had lost—entirely from chakra.
It looked grotesque, yes, but it moved just as smoothly as the original.
"Yuto, stop!!"
Hashirama leapt forward, hands flashing through seals.
Madara's expression turned as dark as storm clouds.
If Yuto fully absorbed the Three-Tails, their illusion techniques would be completely useless.
"Too late."
Yuto's voice dripped with scorn.
He raised his newly formed chakra arm and aimed it at both of them.
Dark chakra began to gather—violent and dense—with black lightning dancing through the air.
Tailed Beast Bomb.
With just one chakra-forged arm, Yuto fired a Bijūdama.
But he didn't stop there—
He fired another, and another.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The battlefield erupted in devastation.
Even Hashirama and Madara, despite their strength, had no absorption techniques like Yuto.
To get close, they had no choice but to tank the blasts head-on.
With the two of them held at bay, Yuto's absorption rate skyrocketed.
Soon, the chakra around his body grew so dense, it resembled a viscous fog.
ROOOOAR!
With a final cry of fury, Isobu's chakra was completely absorbed.
"Three-Tails… I'll be counting on you in this next fight."
Yuto spoke inside his mind. He showed zero guilt.
Three-Tails: WTF?!
It didn't reply.
It just wanted to curl up in a corner of Yuto's soul and draw hate circles.
But Yuto didn't care.
Just as Kurama had once been enslaved by Madara's Mangekyō, now Isobu was bound by Yuto's will.
Whether the beast agreed or not… didn't matter.
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"Hashi-baby! Maddie-boy! Didn't I tell you—don't get too confident!"
Yuto roared, his chakra surging violently around him.
"This ninja world… it's not just your little backyard!"
In a flash of black lightning, he vanished.
Yuto knew—
> This was his last gamble.
Hashirama and Madara didn't waste time.
Even if they didn't understand his cryptic words, they charged in immediately.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The sky shook with each impact.
The ground cracked and roared beneath their feet.
This was no longer a ninja duel.
This was war.
Just as Yuto had said, the real battle began now—
because he no longer had any weaknesses.
The battle raged on.
For three days straight.
The land itself was transformed—hundreds of kilometers turned into a ravaged, scorched wasteland.
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