Chapter 321: Of Course, I Won't Let You Go
Facing the relentless pursuit of Uchiha Dali, Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki felt a profound sense of powerlessness.
For the first time, he realized death was so close to him. That suffocating aura of despair spread through his heart, yet he still did not give up, still wanting to make one last effort.
Uchiha Dali ignored his questioning and instead raised his hand slightly.
In an instant, a smaller void gate opened beside him, and from within slowly emerged a figure.
Momoshiki focused his gaze and saw that it was none other than Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki, who had already been struck down earlier.
At this moment, Kinshiki had long since lost all traces of life.
However, that body still held immense value. Just now, Momoshiki had even thought about taking Kinshiki's corpse with him.
Only, faced with Uchiha Dali, he hadn't been able to find a single chance to act.
Now, seeing Uchiha Dali summon forth that body, he narrowed his eyes and fixedly watched his every move.
Right in front of him, Uchiha Dali began a bold operation.
Using the newly awakened ability of his Heavenly Might Rinnegan, he directly refined Kinshiki's body into a Chakra Pill.
The entire process took no more than ten seconds from beginning to end.
In the blink of an eye, a crimson Chakra Pill about the size of a bodhi seed appeared before Uchiha Dali.
It floated quietly in the void, looking crystal clear, almost delicious.
And from it emanated waves of dense chakra.
Seeing this, Momoshiki finally understood why the other refused to let him go.
"Am I destined for the same fate…?"
Just as he was shaken by this realization, Uchiha Dali casually swallowed the pill before his eyes.
In an instant, his chakra surged once again, becoming threefold stronger than before.
After consuming it, Uchiha Dali raised his gaze, half-smiling, and sneered, "Time's running out!"
"So, will you turn yourself into one of these and become part of my strength, or shall I do it myself?"
As he spoke, he hooked a finger at him.
This act was pure provocation.
Even taunts weren't usually this cruel.
Although Momoshiki truly dreaded Uchiha Dali's power, he wasn't about to meekly submit.
Escape was clearly impossible. Against this terrifying man's speed, any attempt to flee was futile.
Momoshiki resolved to fight with his back to the wall.
He instantly activated his strongest form—strange markings surged across his body in an instant.
At the same time, his chakra aura multiplied several times over.
Sensing this change in both body and presence, Uchiha Dali raised his brows in surprise.
"Oh? You were hiding this power?"
"Hmph… This is my strongest form. I had been saving it for that one… but lucky you, today you get to witness it! I'm not someone to be trifled with!"
With that, Momoshiki decisively struck.
In just the blink of an eye, he appeared before Uchiha Dali.
His speed was indeed like lightning, impossible for ordinary people to evade—but Uchiha Dali was no ordinary man.
To his eyes, Momoshiki's movements were still as slow as a crawling snail.
Every action was riddled with openings.
Uchiha Dali struck back first, throwing a straight punch.
His fist landed squarely on Momoshiki's face, twisting his body grotesquely and shattering his balance completely.
The attack he had carefully prepared collapsed instantly, utterly broken.
Momoshiki's body, like a spring compressed to the extreme, rebounded violently, sent flying far into the distance.
Against the backdrop of the vast starry cosmos, in such immeasurable space, even after being flung tens of thousands of meters, his figure was no more than a speck of dust to the naked eye.
Yet Uchiha Dali instantly gave chase, grabbed Momoshiki by his long hair, and ruthlessly flung him forward again.
Whoosh—
Momoshiki's battered body shot off once more like a severed kite.
"It's not over yet!"
"You asked for this yourself!"
With a sinister grin, Uchiha Dali hurled punch after punch, each one imbued with Armament Haki.
In an instant, blazing fists like flames streaked through the void toward their target.
In less than a thousandth of a second, every punch struck home with precision.
Explosions erupted in succession.
When the blasts subsided, Momoshiki's body was shattered and covered in wounds.
His once-pristine white robe was now in tatters, his figure utterly disheveled.
"Cough… cough…"
He wiped the blood from his lips.
Immediately, his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even his ruined garments restored themselves automatically.
Within moments, Momoshiki stood once again whole and unscathed, looking no different from when the battle had begun.
This was one of the fundamental abilities of true-born Ōtsutsuki.
Reviving flesh and bone from ruin naturally included restoring themselves.
"Not bad regeneration… but how many times can you keep it up? I've only just warmed up."
Uchiha Dali smirked playfully and struck again.
As before, Momoshiki was pummeled without a chance to retaliate.
"D-damn it… Even after unleashing my full power, I still can't withstand his attacks? Just how strong is this man?"
Though trapped in a passive beating, Momoshiki still had the mind to feel shock.
Realizing his inevitable death, a golden streak of light suddenly split from his body.
While Uchiha Dali focused on savagely battering his vessel, that streak shot into the depths of space at near-light speed.
In an instant, it vanished without a trace.
At the same time, the remaining body's chakra quickly diminished.
In less than ten seconds, nearly half its energy had faded.
Uchiha Dali hadn't yet grasped what had just happened.
He glanced in the direction where the mysterious light disappeared, then back at Momoshiki's husk before him.
"This guy… Did he just escape in soul form??"