Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 302: Six Paths Yayoi

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How powerful was Six Paths Madara?

At the beginning, he had been utterly overwhelmed by the strength of the Evening Elephant, rendered completely unable to fight back.

Aside from using his will to control the Truth-Seeking Orbs, he had been so powerless that he could not even move a single finger. This alone was enough to showcase the terrifying might of the Air Cannon.

To put it more simply, every single blast of the Air Cannon carried a destructive power that was ten times greater than that of the Daytime Tiger.

The most crucial point was that its area of effect was not large at all.

Because the force was concentrated into a narrow point, the destructive power naturally became even more horrifying.

If one were to ask whether a top-tier Super Kage like Hyūga Yayoi could withstand such power, the answer would be clear and simple.

She could not.

Having opened the Gate of Death, Sanfang had already embraced the resolve to die. At this moment, his greatest wish was to take the woman he loved with him into death.

With that determination, he unleashed his full strength without the slightest bit of restraint. Every punch he threw carried the intent to completely obliterate his opponent.

"You bastard, stop right there!" Senju Nawaki shouted, his eyes nearly bursting with blood as he controlled a massive Wooden Dragon. He tried to rush forward to aid Yayoi.

In Nawaki's young heart, Yayoi was a guiding light, someone he deeply admired. He dreamed of one day becoming a Hokage like her, a person filled with righteousness and justice.

However, the reality was harsh. The Wood Dragon Technique he had mastered was only comparable to the power of an early-stage Super Kage. If it could not even defeat Tobirama, how could it possibly stand against a man who had now completely transcended his limits?

Without even turning his head, the man casually threw a punch behind him. The massive Wooden Dragon shattered with a thunderous crash. Had it not been for Izuna's concern for his friend's child, Nawaki might have followed Hashirama to the afterlife right then and there.

"Do not act recklessly. That is not our battlefield," Uchiha Izuna advised him in a calm and soft voice, his gaze shifting toward the surrounding Senju clansmen.

Unlike his elder brother and Kyōsuke, Izuna's heart had never once wavered. To him, the Senju were the enemy. Every night before he went to sleep, he would remind himself.

"If they are enemies, then they must be eliminated."

"The Uchiha have never feared war."

Flames burst forth with the Blaze Style: Kagutsuchi Arrow, painting the sky in a sea of fire.

Forests surged violently with the eruption of the Wood Style: Nativity of a World of Trees.

The two of them joined forces, and even though Tobirama's Edo Tensei bodies fought desperately to shield his people, he could not stop the growing number of casualties among the Senju.

Tobirama felt his heart grow heavier with exhaustion, but he could still endure. As long as Hyūga Yayoi and Uchiha Kochou were killed, the others would no longer pose any real threat.

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Far away, within Konohagakure, atop the Hokage Rock.

"Grandpa~" Uchiha Kaoru puffed up her cheeks and kicked her little legs while sitting on Kyōsuke's lap.

"What is it?" Kyōsuke asked with a smile, gently patting his granddaughter's head. In truth, he already had a good guess about what had upset the little girl.

As expected, the little chubby ball soon began to launch a heartfelt complaint against her unreliable aunt.

"She stole my fishing rod~"

"And my New Year's money from last year~"

"And, and..."

Listening to her grievances, several dark lines appeared faintly on Kyōsuke's forehead.

He had long known that his daughter was somewhat unreliable, but he had not realized that her unreliability extended even to the point of swindling a child's New Year's gift money.

Taking even the feathers from a flying bird, this greedy nature was almost a mirror image of himself.

"It seems we truly need to find a man to take her in," Kyōsuke thought, and the image of his disciple flashed across his mind. A long sigh escaped from his lips.

"It is my fault," he murmured softly. "Back then, I only taught you all how to become strong. I never realized that love would become the greatest challenge of your lives."

Kyōsuke, the self-proclaimed Love Guru, fell into deep self-reproach.

Throughout it all, Kyōsuke's gaze remained calm, without revealing the slightest trace of tension or worry.

Thanks to the massive resources of Konoha, Yayoi had finally completed the most critical stage of her cloning experiment.

Even though Sanfang had opened the Gate of Death and possessed terrifying strength, it still was not enough to completely defeat her.

After all, Sanfang did not have a Followers of the Afterlife that could casually repair their bodies at will.

Even if, in the worst-case scenario, Yayoi was truly defeated, there was still Kyōsuke himself.

Even if it was merely a shadow clone, Kyōsuke could still freely wield the ocular powers of the Rinnegan.

Erasing enemies would be as simple as flipping his hand.

Since the outcome was already determined, why should he be anxious?

"Grandpa~"

"What is it?"

"Can you go beat up Auntie for me~?"

"..."

While Uchiha Kaoru continued her spirited request, within the great barrier that enclosed the battlefield, a colossal figure suddenly emerged out of thin air.

ROOOOOAAAAARR!!!!!

A roar tore through the air!!!

The terrifying aura it exuded caused many faces to instantly turn pale.

"The Ten Tails?!" Uchiha Kochou struggled to her feet, her saliva almost splattering onto Yayoi's face as she shouted in shock.

"Such fuss over nothing," Yayoi replied indifferently, her body still covered in blood from her earlier wounds but her expression remaining calm and composed.

Everything unfolding now was well within her expectations. Whether it was Tobirama's resistance or Sanfang's unleashing the Eight Gates Technique, none of it had deviated from her plans.

If she lacked the means to suppress these threats, she would not have dared to act so boldly in the first place.

Without giving the enemy any chance to intervene, the pale blue Tenseigan in Yayoi's eyes shimmered coldly. In the next instant, the enormous form of the Ten-Tails surged forth like a flood of mercury, completely enveloping her within its immense body.

"What... what is this...?" Sanfang murmured, frozen where he stood.

Life and death had long ceased to hold meaning for him, and victory or defeat no longer mattered in his eyes.

Yet at this moment, rage simmered deep within his heart. Once again, he found himself facing something he knew absolutely nothing about.

This alone was enough to ignite his fury, for it meant the woman before him had kept many secrets hidden from him.

Even though he had no real standing to feel betrayed, the anger burning in his chest was genuine and uncontainable.

At that very moment, Yayoi calmly completed the final step. She sealed the cloned Ten-Tails into her own body.

From that moment onward, she became the Jinchūriki of the Ten-Tails.

Her long hair, once a rich black, had now turned pure white, the color of freshly fallen snow.

Framing her delicate and beautiful face, this transformation only served to heighten the breathtaking charm she radiated from within, a dazzling and powerful presence impossible to ignore.

Even Uchiha Kochou, standing nearby, could not help but feel a flicker of envy in her heart.

Yayoi now wore a flowing white robe paired with black pants. Around the collar of her robes, six dark crimson tomoe symbols appeared, and the lining of the collar itself had also turned a deep shade of crimson.

Behind her floated several black Truth-Seeking Orbs, slowly circling like silent guardians. In one hand, she held the Six Paths Staff, and around her body, a faint emerald green glow quietly shimmered, exuding a sacred aura.

Just from her appearance alone, Yayoi had far surpassed the bearing of the past Six Paths who had long since passed away.

"So this is the power of the Six Paths," the woman murmured to herself, lightly clenching her fist.

The surge of overwhelming power coursing through her veins made her feel as if she were dreaming, as if reality itself had grown distant and unreal.

Raising her head, she gazed across the battlefield.

Once, the man standing opposite had brought her to the very brink of death with his overwhelming might.

But now, he seemed so small, so insignificant before her new strength.

This was the majesty of a Six Paths-level existence. This was the terrifying power of a Ten-Tails Jinchūriki.

"Eh?"

Far away, in a distant place beyond the mortal realm, the fully restored Ōtsutsuki Hamura raised his head, his gaze piercing through space to look toward the direction of Konohagakure.

"That feeling..."

"Yes, there can be no mistake. It must be one of my descendants."

There was a glimmer of amazement in his eyes. Never had he imagined that among his distant progeny, there would be someone who could ascend to such incredible heights.

"What is this?!" Beside him, the Sage of the Six Paths, Hagoromo, was even more deeply shaken.

His strength surpassed that of his younger brother, and thus he could perceive even more.

Though the appearance of the power had been brief, he was certain — the chakra he sensed belonged unmistakably to the Ten-Tails.

Yet the nine Tailed Beasts had not gathered together. How could a complete Ten-Tails exist under such circumstances?

Raising his eyes slightly, Hagoromo glanced at the brilliant, crystal-clear fruit growing not far before them.

After a moment of heavy silence, he finally shook his head and abandoned the thought of going personally to investigate.

"Hamura, I entrust this task to you."

"Understood, Brother," Hamura replied without hesitation.

He knew that the Senjutsu Chakra fruit had reached a critical point of maturation. His brother absolutely could not leave at such a crucial moment.

As for what exactly had happened in Konohagakure, to be honest, Hamura was also filled with deep curiosity.

Moreover, a thread of unease stirred in his heart. Could it be that the Ōtsutsuki Clan had arrived on Earth ahead of time?

If that were truly the case, then the entire Shinobi World would be plunged into unprecedented peril.

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