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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Inside the Four Red Yang Formation, the towering explosions continued unabated.

"Damn it!"

Within the black Susanoo, Kamihane gritted his teeth, his pair of Mangekyō Sharingan spinning like windmills. Blood continuously welled up from his eye sockets, only to vanish in an instant, repeating this process second after second.

He was attempting to elevate his Susanoo to the third stage. The continuous and concentrated pinpoint explosions were no mere jest. If his Susanoo were not desperately maintained, it would be breached in just three seconds.

As long as chakra was supplied incessantly, the Susanoo would not collapse!

With a "hum," the massive half-body Susanoo emitted a surge of black energy, enveloping its entire form like a cloak, forming a vague outline of armor. However, just as the armor was about to take shape, it suddenly crumbled, and the second-stage Susanoo returned to its original state.

This frustrating and unbearable sensation was as vexing as an unfulfilled sneeze.

"The Four Crimson Yang Formation truly lives up to its reputation, suppressing me to such an extent that I cannot summon the Yatagarasu Susanoo, nor can I utilize the sacred artifact!"

Kamihane pressed his palms together, adjusting his internal energy in an attempt to revive the stagnated meridians.

"It's no use, no matter how many times I try, it's simply impossible!"

"The continuous explosions will persist for a long time, which means the timeline for reversal cannot be refreshed. I only have two minutes left!"

"Once this time is exceeded, I will... die!"

"Even if I adapt to the explosions using 'Makorad,' I cannot cope with the Five Elements Great Chain Bullets before my chakra is depleted. Damn you, Tobirama, this is no way to proceed!"

Kamihane surveyed his surroundings, peering through the inner wall of the Susanoo, gazing at the dazzling flames outside, and the faces of zombies that repeatedly disintegrated amidst the explosions.

"Change of strategy, let's deal with these zombies first!"

"Every ninjutsu has its weaknesses. Previously, these guys were too far away from me, but now they've gathered around me on their own..."

Kamihane had decided on a countermeasure. To deal with these reanimated corpses, although he didn't know sealing techniques, he still had another lethal move up his sleeve.

"To fight something that is indestructible, one must use something equally indestructible!"

"Relax, relax. The operating principles of the techniques are the same. All you need to do is switch the nature of the chakra, and it can be done!"

He adjusted his breathing, and his hands began to form hand seals slowly and precisely. The heavy chakra started to flow sluggishly along a specific pathway.

"Zi – Chou – Xu –

Wu!"

Kamihane crossed his hands, with both index fingers forming an arched bridge. This ninjutsu concluded with the "Wu" seal, held vertically in front of his chest.

"Enton: Gōka Mekkyaku!"

He took a deep breath, then exhaled sharply!

The pitch-black flames surged forth like a collapsing mountain torrent. Kamihane rotated his body, allowing the dark flames to sweep in all directions, engulfing all the Edo Tensei outside the Susanoo!

In an instant, the surroundings transformed into a sea of black fire, and even explosions became fuel for the Amaterasu flames!

"Huu!"

Under the extreme heat, the Edo Tensei turned into ashes one after another. Even if they reformed their bodies, they would be instantly consumed by the flames. For the first time, these flames achieved true eternal combustion!

When the explosions ceased, Kamihane also let out a sigh of relief. His gaze gradually turned cold as a swirl of black energy emerged, and the Yasaka Magatama reappeared.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Dozens of magatama scattered in succession, obliterating the ninja who was releasing the Grand Fireball Technique in the distance. The magatama were entwined with the black flames of Amaterasu, indistinguishable from the dark magatama themselves. Soon, the surrounding ninjas also became fuel for the black flames.

Kamihane's eyes narrowed as he noticed that when the Amaterasu flames reached the boundary, they ceased to spread and were instead "repelled" back.

"Barrier techniques and sealing techniques are indeed extraordinary, even capable of suppressing the Blaze Release..."

One second had passed, and Kamihane prepared to activate "Ama no Tokotachi" once again, refreshing his 5-minute "invincibility period."

But at that moment, a hand once again pressed against the outer wall of the Susanoo.

Senju Tobirama!

"Kanou, Uchiha Kamihane." Tobirama's face was extremely pale, his sunken eye sockets accentuating the ferocity in his gaze.

In that brief instant, Kamihane saw his face clearly—a gaunt and menacing visage. Two black vertical lines extended downward from the blank diamond-shaped mark on his forehead, spreading across his entire body, wrapping around his hands and feet like ribbons.

"So it was..." Before he could express his surprise, the massive half-bodied giant vanished abruptly, including Kamihane inside, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only black flames burning fiercely around.

After succeeding, Tobirama did not immediately leap out of the barrier. He threw hundreds of Flying Thunder God kunai in all directions, and a kunai slid out from his sleeve, ready for battle.

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Tens of thousands of miles away from this place, in an unnamed sea area.

"Crack!"

"Crack, crack..."

Kamihane was the first to hear a certain crisp sound of shattering.

This was... the sound of the Susanoo cracking!

The sound was like a great bell, resounding and lingering, immediately jolting his dizzy mind awake!

This was the closest he had ever been to death; the instincts honed through years of battle had saved his life.

The moment he regained clarity, he instinctively contracted his entire body, unleashing a massive amount of chakra to maintain the Susanoo.

"So dark, so cold, I can't see anything!"

He strained to open his eyes wide, but everything around him was pitch black, as if swallowed by a black hole, only faintly aware of a floating, sinking sensation.

A pungent, intensely salty flavor assailed him, almost cutting through his nasal cavity.

"Crack!"

In less than a second, his Susanoo split open once again!

"What!"

This crisp sound came from all directions, time seemed to stagnate, and even the sound of the cracking was drawn out and prolonged, indicating that the Susanoo was still facing a powerful, all-encompassing attack with no blind spots!

Kamihane was startled into a cold sweat, finding it hard to imagine what kind of attack he was enduring!

"Calm down, calm down... I still have time..."

Kamihane desperately activated "Ama no Tokotachi" to restore his condition while trying to calm his mind.

"At the last moment, Tobirama teleported over and struck me with a palm, followed by an unfamiliar sense of dizziness. Yes, this feeling, there's no mistake! I must have been teleported away by his Flying Thunder God Technique!"

"Endless darkness, omnidirectional crushing, not a single soul within a hundred miles, this faint scent of blood, this bone-chilling temperature... aside from the abyssal depths of the ocean, I can't think of any other place..."

"He actually... wants to use the pressure of the deep sea to kill me!"

Almost instantly, he thought of activating his ocular technique to teleport back.

"!!!"

He desperately suppressed that thought.

Since Tobirama knew about his space-time ocular technique, he would naturally anticipate that he had a way to teleport back. At this moment, Tobirama must be lying in wait at the original spot.

The moment he reappeared, no matter where he emerged, he was certain that what would land on him in the next instant wouldn't be raindrops, but Tobirama's kunai!

"Ama no Tokotachi" isn't truly invincible. Even if he chose to teleport back alongside Susanoo, there was no guarantee that Tobirama wouldn't momentarily appear inside Susanoo. That old fox must have already set up the Flying Thunder God technique again at the original location!

In the next one second of cooldown time, it is enough for him to kill himself several times!

But if he doesn't leave, sooner or later, he will be crushed into a meat patty by the pressure of the deep sea!

At this thought, Kamihane's breathing became slightly disordered, and he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear for Tobirama's wisdom and series of tactics.

"Lord Madara, things are about to go bad..."

Hashirama is hailed as the "God of Shinobi" by the world. If one must also deify Tobirama, then Kamihane would be willing to call him the "God of Schemes"!

"Heh~ Heh~"

Kamihane hugged his arms, the biting cold invading through his limbs and bones.

He is now like a lab rat in a container, the only thing he can do is desperately maintain the strength of the container, but this is undoubtedly drinking poison to quench thirst—he can only await death in the time to come.

For the first time in his life, he truly experienced a profound sense of helplessness.

"Damn it, I messed up big time..."

In reality, after he released the Nine-Tails, there was indeed a brief window of time when he could have made a clean escape.

Even with pursuers on his tail, even with Senju Tobirama hunting him down, he could have still left the scene with ease.

The reason he obediently walked into Tobirama's trap, the reason he entangled with Tobirama for so long, was all just a part of his plan.

In his mind, Madara's words inexplicably flashed by.

"Relying solely on the disparity in information to fight—this is no way to become a true powerhouse..."

"If you fight like this and fail to achieve a first-strike kill, you'll definitely suffer a major loss in the next battle..."

The seawater was icy cold. His lips trembled, and though his entire body was on the verge of losing sensation, the endless darkness was even more capable of crushing a person's will.

"NO!"

Kamihane slowly clenched his fist. In the abyssal depths devoid of any light, his gaze suddenly turned resolute, the Mangekyō Sharingan swirling faintly.

"I can still... adapt to the deep sea!"

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