Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama crashed to the ground, bodies pinned, minds reeling—before they could even rise, an overwhelming pressure descended on them.
Buzz——
Four Limbo: Border Jail shadows activated simultaneously, layered with enhanced gravitational force, slamming down like an invisible mountain. The combination locked the two shinobi legends into the earth, unable to budge a limb.
"Kill them both with the Ash-Killing Bone!"
Uchiha Shin raised his hand. A jagged, gray-black bone spike emerged from his palm, radiating lethal chakra.
The very moment the bone formed, an intense, primal fear surged through Hashirama and Madara's hearts.
They had no space-time ninjutsu left to escape.
All they could do... was squirm under the crushing weight.
Watching the scene from the Pure Land, Otsutsuki Hamura realized he could no longer sit back and observe.
Clearly, entrusting Hashirama and Madara alone was a fatal miscalculation.
He needed to act.
"Rinnegan Dimensional Rift..."
Hamura tried to interfere with the spatial coordinates of Earth, aiming to snatch Hashirama and Madara back from the brink.
But nothing budged.
The space around Earth was locked tight.
"I knew you'd play that card, you sanctimonious fossil," Uchiha Shin scoffed, eyes gleaming. "Did you think I'd leave this door unguarded?"
He sneered coldly.
"Rot away—right down to your bones."
With a swift motion, he hurled the deadly All-Killing Ash Bones.
Whssh!
Under the force of Limbo's crushing restraints, even the two wielders of Six Paths chakra couldn't defend themselves.
The spikes pierced through them like hot blades through paper.
Even with their legendary regenerative abilities, the unique instant-death property of the Ash-Killing Bone reduced their bodies to ash in mere seconds.
Their chakra signatures flickered, then vanished.
Watching their remnants disintegrate, Uchiha Shin chuckled—half in awe of his own weapon.
"To think I haven't even properly mastered Kaguya's Kekkei Mora... yet this jutsu can one-shot legends."
At present, he was merely "copy-pasting" techniques from Kaguya's inherited bloodline network—he hadn't even begun serious R&D.
"I should definitely refine this... Maybe integrate the Ash-Killing effect into other bloodline combinations."
That passing thought vanished quickly.
Uchiha Shin's gaze shifted to the skies, eyes narrowing toward the void.
"Back then, you were hiding safely in the Pure Land, and I couldn't touch you."
"But now... You dared to reveal your chakra—sending these two fossils out like pawns."
With an outstretched hand, Uchiha Shin summoned the dissipated dust of Madara and Hashirama.
Their souls, pale and translucent, hovered briefly before getting sucked into his palm.
No hesitation. No reverence.
He dove into their minds, pillaging knowledge, memories—and something far more precious.
Indra and Asura's chakra—the very essence of Yin and Yang—still clung to their souls like ancient chains.
And Uchiha Shin, grinning, consumed both.
His power surged once more, this time subtly—like a dam swelling before the flood.
He didn't destroy their souls, either.
"See? I'm getting soft," he muttered dryly. "Guess I'll let Tsunade thank me later. One-stop soul handling... Toss in a poison dragon massage for the afterlife and we're in business."
Tucking the preserved souls away like trophies, Shin focused on anchoring the coordinates of the Pure Land.
He'd never entered it directly before—never needed to.
But now he had access.
Hamura's exposed chakra signature, combined with the vivid memories of Madara and Hashirama, gave Shin everything he needed to triangulate the dimensional barrier.
"Yomi Hirazan."
He activated his newly evolved Kekkei Mora technique.
A black vortex split open in front of him—swirling like a cosmic drain, cold and endless.
Uchiha Shin knew exactly where it led.
The Pure Land.
Where the spirits of the dead linger.
Where the creators of ninjutsu—the Sage of Six Paths and his brother—hid.
With no hesitation, Shin stepped through.
What greeted him was a world of eerie silence. Gray skies, ash-like air, and the constant hum of dead chakra.
"This place is completely incompatible with human life," he muttered, "but for souls... it's nourishing as hell."
Originally, his goal had just been to clean up Hamura and Hagoromo—finish what Kaguya started.
But now...
He saw more.
This realm—this forsaken spirit dimension—was a blank canvas.
A failed underworld with no cycle of rebirth. No judgment. No balance.
"Hmm... If I combine this realm with Kamui's spatial manipulation, overlay it with Flying Thunder God markers, and lace it through Ame-no-Mikado's framework..."
His eyes widened with possibility.
"I could build a Holy Land."
A divine sanctuary.
A closed world that obeys only his rules.
"One large enough to contain Earth... A cradle world."
"And when merged with the Pure Land—reincarnation becomes my system. My cycle."
Shin's breathing sharpened.
He wasn't just rewriting history—he was about to create goddamn cosmology.
But dreams required blood.
Obstacles still stood in his path.
He lifted his gaze.
Far ahead, where the ether thickened, two powerful presences lingered.
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki. Hamura Ōtsutsuki.
The brothers, creators of chakra, stood together once more.
And for the first time... they felt a true sense of dread.
"Brother," Hamura whispered, staring at Shin's frame, "those patterns… That's Mother's Kekkei Mora. She's... she's riding inside him."
Hagoromo's expression remained calm, but there was tension behind his eyes.
As if on cue, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki stirred beside Shin. A shadow, a smirk, a flicker of disdain.
"Hamura, Hagoromo," she purred, "this time, Shin kun will reclaim all the chakra you've borrowed from me."
To her, these two were nothing more than spin-offs—children grown fat on her power.
She was sealed for the chaos caused by the Ten-Tails tree, yes—but now that she had Shin, a weapon crafted to embody her vengeance, she had every reason to believe she'd win.
Kaguya's confidence shimmered like a spoiled heiress hiding behind her lover's muscle.
Uchiha Shin smirked inwardly.
He knew what she was thinking—and frankly, he agreed.
Hashirama and Madara's chakra had already boosted him.
Devouring Hagoromo and Hamura's residual Six Paths chakra?
That would be a feast.
"Appetizer time," Shin muttered. "Gotta warm up before that juicy Dragon Vein buffet."
"Amenotejikara!"
He vanished.
In a blink, he appeared directly in front of the brothers, his body surging with energy.
"Activate: Electromagnetic Armor Mode!"
Lightning crackled around his limbs—natural energy converging into controlled chaos.
"Open: Seventh Gate—Gate of Wonder!"
A green aura burst around him, bending space. His speed instantly soared past Mach 1000.
In a split second, Uchiha Shin lunged—grabbing Hagoromo by the face with one hand, Hamura with the other.
Then came the real finishing move.
"Heavenly Fist of the Eighty Deities: Day Tiger Blast!"
The air exploded.
Taijutsu infused with chakra-deity manifestations. An unholy fusion of Might Guy's Hirudora and Kaguya's Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack.
Winds howled like banshees. The pressure tore through the Pure Land itself.
If the brothers had physical bodies, they would've been splattered like bugs on a kunai.
The attack didn't just hit.
It annihilated space.
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