The Dragon Flame Release Song Technique was incredibly fast. The moment the fiery dragons emerged, they expanded with the wind, growing larger and larger.
The intense heat and dust produced by the Great Dust Obscuration Technique would normally struggle to keep up with such speed—but with the aid of Wind Release, the two jutsu fused together seamlessly.
Four blazing dragons intertwined with the scorching airborne ash, all tightly bound and propelled by the vast web of wind formed by the Raging Tempest Net.
The resulting draconic conflagration reached a size nearly a quarter that of the Nine-Tails itself, its power dozens of times greater than when either jutsu was cast alone.
The Dragon Flame Release Song possessed formidable homing and controllable properties—once unleashed, it struck with near-perfect accuracy, ensuring no friendly fire toward those maintaining the Earth Release: Swamp of the Underworld.
Even the Nine-Tails, faced with this massive assault from behind, had no choice but to meet it head-on.
Yet as the strongest of all tailed beasts, the Nine-Tails felt no fear.
As a calamity given form by pure chakra, it didn't even need to mold chakra deliberately. Simply gathering its nine tails behind itself was enough to hold back the incoming composite jutsu.
But that was precisely what the Uchiha wanted.
The Dragon Flame Release Song clashing against the Nine-Tails' power created the perfect opening for Izuna Uchiha.
While the two titanic forces locked in a struggle, Izuna's Mangekyō Sharingan flared to life, and his form appeared high above the Nine-Tails.
His deep-blue cloak fluttered in the wind as immense ocular power surged around him, coalescing in an instant into a towering green giant.
Like a deity from myth, the massive Susanoo stood suspended in the air. Though its form was but chakra's skeletal armor, the timing of its manifestation was perfect.
The Nine-Tails' limbs were mired in the vast Swamp of the Underworld, and its rear restrained by the composite jutsu—it had no way to evade the attack from above.
"Susanoo: Scattering Cherry Blossoms!"
Descending from the heavens, the Susanoo gripped a massive, yet incomplete naginata, swinging it downward with all its might toward the beast's neck.
The blow landed with earth-shattering force. The creature once hailed as the mightiest of tailed beasts was driven to its knees, its colossal form crushed into the muddy depths below.
"Damnable Uchiha! Damn these cursed Mangekyō eyes!"
The Nine-Tails roared in fury. This was far from its first encounter with the Uchiha's cursed power—it knew the shape of that chakra-born giant all too well, and the memory only deepened its rage.
But Izuna's move was calculated. Even as his Susanoo struck, he locked his legs around the beast's back, anchoring himself firmly in place. No matter how violently the Nine-Tails thrashed, it couldn't dislodge him.
"Host, it looks like the Nine-Tails is about to be subdued by those Uchiha," the system said from above. "If you don't intervene soon, it may be brought under the Mangekyō's genjutsu. Its chakra is vast but draining rapidly—control could soon follow."
Suspended in midair, Satsuki glanced subtly in the direction of the underground shrine where Shirakumaru was located. After a moment's confirmation, an immense surge of chakra erupted from her body, powerful enough to shake heaven and earth.
Without the need for a single hand seal, black storm clouds gathered from all directions, rumbling with roaring thunder, spiraling into a massive vortex in the sky.
Then, within that storm, a pair of immense golden eyes manifested once more.
Judgment of the Ten Kings: Veil of Light and Shadow.
The golden eyes gazed downward. Twin beams of radiant light swept across the entire Uchiha compound. Wherever the light passed, every Uchiha shinobi froze—utterly losing control of their bodies.
Even the Nine-Tails, and the towering Susanoo perched upon its back, fell into a state of crippling weakness beneath the divine glow.
The Nine-Tails' limbs slackened, its massive body collapsing into the swamp below.
With the loss of Izuna's sustaining Mangekyō power, his Susanoo disintegrated at the same time, fading into scattered chakra.
"What… what's happening?!"
The surrounding Uchiha shinobi stared in horror, unable to comprehend the sight before them. The only one who reacted—his expression dark and grim—was the clan's former head, Tajima Uchiha.
For him, this spectacle was all too familiar.
Back in the Valley of Clouds and Lightning, the Uchiha clan had once suffered under this same overwhelming suppression.
Now, that deep-rooted fear buried within Tajima Uchiha's heart was once again awakened.
Just like before, he found himself utterly immobilized—unable to move, unable to speak.
At that moment, from the sky above, a figure slowly descended.
It was Satsuki, who had been observing the battle from afar. Raising one hand, she summoned a violet sphere of light, then lightly tossed it toward the fallen Nine-Tails.
The moment the sphere touched the beast, it sank directly into its body. The Nine-Tails' form immediately became translucent and unstable, as if even maintaining its physical existence was becoming impossible.
This was a technique born from the Tenseigan—a method designed to directly manipulate chakra. Satsuki had once used this same power to control the Ryūmyaku.
Now, with her vastly enhanced strength, controlling the Nine-Tails' chakra was effortless.
She extended her hand, fingers curling slightly. In response, the Nine-Tails' body began to rapidly compress inward, shrinking until it became no larger than a fox twice the size of a normal one.
Its chakra, completely suppressed by the Tenseigan, forced its consciousness deep into dormancy. By the time the light sphere had struck, the beast had already fainted.
Having finished, Satsuki walked calmly through the air toward the subdued creature. With a mere thought, the miniature Nine-Tails floated up under the Tenseigan's gravitational pull. She sealed it within the Dead Line Boundary and hung it from the tail of her fan as an ornament.
Across the battlefield, only Izuna Uchiha, sustained by the lingering power of his Mangekyō Sharingan, managed to speak.
"It's you…?! Who are you really? Was all of this your doing?"
This divine, almost demonic figure was no stranger to him—it was the woman named Satsuki who had visited their village just days before. Both he and Madara had assumed she was some noble from afar.
Never had he imagined that such overwhelming power resided within her.
"You overestimate yourselves," Satsuki said coolly, glancing at Izuna, who lay half-submerged in the Swamp of the Underworld. "But if your brother had accepted my commission back then, perhaps your clan wouldn't be in such a pitiful state now."
Izuna managed a faint, defiant smirk. "A dance, was it? Brother Madara would never agree to something so absurd."
"Then remind him," Satsuki said, her tone as calm as ever. "If he has the chance… he should practice more often."
With those words, the massive golden eyes in the sky slowly closed.
And in that instant, every Uchiha caught within the golden light's reach lost consciousness—their world plunging into utter darkness.
As darkness fell upon the eyes of every Uchiha, the power of creation within Satsuki's Tenseigan stirred, expanding outward under the command of her will.
In an instant, the entire Uchiha compound—devastated moments ago by the Nine-Tails' rampage—was enveloped by the radiance of Satsuki's creative force.
This was the culmination of her fusion between the Tenseigan's creative essence and the Brahma Creation Authority.
During her battle against Hassan-i Sabbāh, the embodiment of death itself, while in her [Aspect of the Demon Buddha] state, Satsuki had gained a deeper understanding of death.
And from that enlightenment, this technique was born—now perfected, and worthy of a name.
"Judgment of the Ten Kings · Samsara Genesis."
As she softly spoke its name, the world below began to change.
Time itself reversed within the domain of her power. Broken buildings reconstructed themselves; fallen trees took root again in the earth.
Even those who had fallen in death were drawn back from the banks of the underworld by a force beyond mortal comprehension.
It was a sight so awe-inspiring that any witness might have mistaken it for a vast illusion.
"Host, what are you doing?" The system's golden orb appeared beside her, its tone full of curiosity. "Why the sudden kindness—helping the Uchiha clan?"
Satsuki, shrouded in divine radiance like a god descended upon the mortal realm, gazed coldly down at the scene below.
"The Uchiha clan fought the Nine-Tails and emerged victorious. By the law of power, the victor has the right to rule over the vanquished."
"According to their own logic, when they themselves encounter someone stronger—like me—they can only accept being plundered in turn."
As she spoke, Satsuki gestured lightly. The Uchiha compound—obliterated earlier by the Tailed Beast Bomb—was instantly restored under an overwhelming surge of creation energy.
It was as though it had never been destroyed at all.
Even those who had perished within that instant of annihilation reappeared, alive, within the reconstructed buildings.
"But that," she continued coolly, "is their way of thinking—the mindset of the Warring States shinobi. It is not mine."
To Satsuki now, the entire shinobi world was her domain—everything within it belonged to her.
The struggle between the Nine-Tails and the Uchiha, or even the future wars between the Uchiha and the Senju, were to her nothing more than fleeting spectacles.
From the beginning, her purpose had always been to confront the true threat—the Ōtsutsuki main family, somewhere among the distant stars.
Of course, the scale of that conflict was vast beyond comprehension.
To her, it might be little more than a game—but to those entangled within it, it was a matter of life and death.
She could understand why the Uchiha oppressed other ninja clans for their own gain, even enslaving the Nine-Tails with their Mangekyō Sharingan.
She could understand why the Tachibana and Kaguya clans betrayed and struck back against them.
And she could even understand the Nine-Tails—why it would unleash its fury, knowing it was being used, and choose to burn the Uchiha to ashes.
Thus, for the struggles within the shinobi world, as long as they did not concern her directly, she had no intention of interfering.
To her, it was no different from watching, in another life, a newly hatched sea turtle struggling past circling seabirds—most doomed, only a few reaching the sea.
She understood the cruelty—and the truth—behind such scenes.
So her heart did not waver. There was no pity within her, for this was the law of the world, its unalterable reality.
Before she had gained her current power, Satsuki had fully understood that she too was once bound by those same laws.
But now, having transcended the very order of this world, she finally possessed the right to act free from its constraints.
Her actions no longer required justification to anyone—save her own conscience.
Thus, Satsuki chose to act according to her long-held principle: equivalent exchange.
By resurrecting all the Uchiha who had died in the Nine-Tails' rampage, she would trade their lives for ownership of the beast itself.
It would have been easy for her to seize it outright—but that was not her way.
For Satsuki, who had reached the state of pure awareness and return to essence, honesty toward one's inner self had long become instinct—a truth engraved in her very soul.
In other words, she now possessed the luxury to act as she pleased—and the world itself could do nothing about it.
"Well, I suppose it's fair to say you're a rather willful host," the system remarked. "Using creation power on such a massive scale—even reviving so many people—that can't be easy, can it?"
Abilities like this, comparable to Nagato's Rinne Rebirth technique, usually demanded the caster's life as a price. Of course, that wasn't absolute—Obito Uchiha, for instance, had survived through a combination of unique circumstances.
And while the Tenseigan rivaled the Rinnegan as a supreme dōjutsu, it wasn't inherently superior in every aspect of similar abilities.
Given the vast difference between Nagato, Obito, and Satsuki herself, the result was well within expectations.
"The Tenseigan's power of creation alone would indeed be insufficient," Satsuki murmured, raising her wrist. "But fortunately… I have this."
On her arm gleamed the Three Divine Kings' Sacred Wheel.
"I must admit," she continued, "in that previous world, the study of concept embodiment—transforming abstract principles into tangible abilities—proved a far more rewarding field of research than even the Third Magic: Materialization of the Soul."
Within moments, the entire Uchiha compound was restored to its former state. The dead were revived, the broken buildings and scorched lands lush and vibrant once more.
Above, the Veil of Light and Shadow reached its conclusion.
The grey storm clouds that had blanketed the heavens dispersed completely, revealing a sky awash in the soft light of dusk. As the golden glow descended, those who had fallen unconscious began to awaken one by one.
Their memories of what had transpired under the divine judgment were wiped clean—replaced seamlessly by fabricated recollections.
"Host," the system said, glowing beside her, "this is bound to raise suspicion. After all, a group of Uchiha is still at the Senju compound."
By then, Satsuki had already returned to the small Uchiha inn where she had been staying.
"It doesn't matter," she replied calmly. "The Nine-Tails' disappearance will already be a glaring anomaly. But even so—if the Uchiha have any shred of reason left, they won't pursue it further. After all, even if they learn the truth… what could they possibly do to Shirakumaru?"
"The so-called Hagoromo clan," she added with a faint smile, "was always meant to be a disposable mask."
"…You really do sound like some kind of demon lord," the system said flatly.
As they conversed, the sound of displaced air came from outside the door. A moment later, the sliding screen creaked open.
There, kneeling half-collapsed with exhaustion, was Shirakumaru. Despite his fatigue, his voice trembled with excitement.
"I have returned," he said, bowing low. "The mission is complete. I have successfully retrieved two of the Uchiha clan's sacred relics—Sword of Totsuka and Takemikazuchi Cannon."