The fresh Sharingan began to spin.
"Forbidden technique?"
Ruri raised an eyebrow.
"That's Izanagi."
Afei jumped to Madara's side, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "That was terrifying, Lord Madara, I thought you really died. Ah, wait, you did die, and then resurrected using the Izanagi Jutsu, such a miraculous ninja technique."
Afei seemed to understand Madara's intentions.
The vulnerable state Madara had shown earlier was so convincing that even Afei, his right-hand man, was fooled.
Even when his personal Divine Artifact was taken away by Ruri, he remained indifferent.
Now it seems that it was placed there deliberately, as a tool to buy time for preparation.
After all, that weapon holds significant meaning for a ninja of the Uchiha Race.
He predicted that Ruri would claim the weapon, thus gaining extra time.
"What technique is Izanagi?"
"You don't know, do you? Heh, it's a forbidden technique that converts any damage the user suffers into a dream, allowing free transition between dreams and reality. Even among the Uchiha Race, not everyone knows or can learn this Ultimate Donjutsu, although each use costs permanent blindness of one Sharingan."
Afei smiled triumphantly.
"Afei, you're talking too much."
Madara frowned in discontent.
If not for these idiots, he wouldn't be this miserable today, even more pathetic than when pretending to be dead at the Valley of the End years ago.
To buy time, he even reluctantly gave away his personal weapon just to distract Ruri and gain more time for preparation.
Afei felt Madara's severe dissatisfaction, gave an awkward smile, stood behind Madara, and his body suddenly opened up, revealing hollow sections inside, enfolding Madara and exposing only one Sharingan outside.
"Though it's just a brief moment, let you as the junior witness firsthand. Recognize your powerlessness, your pathetic insignificance. And learn what the true power of Uchiha is called!"
Wrapped within Afei's body, Madara's Three-Tomoe Sharingan unleashed a terrifying pupil power, the light blossoming like fresh blood.
An enormous eruption of chakra burst forth in a tangible state visible to the naked eye.
"Master Ruri!"
Ubi sensed a deadly crisis.
The chill in the air seemed capable of freezing everything, causing all things in this space to become still and congealed.
Ruri's body stiffened, as if losing her soul and forgetting to breathe; the murderous aura alone rendered her immobile—is this the power of Uchiha Madara?
Without hesitation, Ruri retreated quickly with Ubi. She didn't know what Madara intended, but instinct told her if she didn't distance now, something extremely terrifying would occur.
Madara stood where he was, watching Ruri retreat, not advancing to capture her.
All struggles are meaningless.
"What the humans in this world pursue now is pain accumulated from reality; let me liberate you from the shackles of this helpless world."
A towering blue chakra giant stood up, but due to the limited space of the cave, it could only crouch here.
Yet even so, that majestic body like a deity rendered the wooden man and dragon used by Afei extraordinarily small and fragile in the face of this power.
The chakra giant drew the blue chakra long blade from its waist.
The blooming blue floral light also reflected on Ruri's face.
No advanced techniques were needed, nor any seals to balance the chakra. One strike suffices.
The cave began to collapse, and everything before her was buried by rocks. A deep sword mark extended towards an unknown end, piercing through the entire mountain and affecting the surrounding forest.
Red chakra fragments left behind, scattered before Madara's Sharingan.
"Is that Susanoo?"
Madara retracted his Susanoo, while Afei lay lifeless on the ground, his body turned gray-white as if his soul left his body.
At that moment, all his chakra and life force was almost drained by Madara.
Madara picked up the piece of red chakra fragment, which crumbled in his hand, turning into red light dots disappearing into the air.
"Is this the crucial information Afei wanted to bring back no matter what? But, this probably isn't Susanoo; rather, it's a similar product concentrated from Sage Art Chakra. Quite a thoughtful little girl."
Madara finished his sentence, suddenly coughed, and slowly walked back into the darkness.