The Perfect Susanoo, which was hailed as the power of a god, was shattered by the hollowfied Shisui in a single blow, and at the same time, it left a deep, bone-piercing wound on Obito's body.
As the colossal Susanoo crumbled, Obito's figure plummeted from midair. Fortunately, at the very instant Shisui's second blow came down, Obito activated Kamui, shifting into a hollowed state and narrowly escaping death.
The invincible Kamui once again revealed its divine might.
"The fusion of Hollows and Shinigami… allowing a Soul Reaper to undergo Hollowfication and gain an explosive surge of power…"
Staring at the monster before him, Obito had no doubt about Shisui's condition.
This was clearly the very reason Yuki Yoru had raised Hollows on those islands of the Land of Water. He wanted to harness the negative energy of those creatures to push his Shinigami subordinates to the next stage. And Shisui—was undoubtedly the successful product of that experiment.
Missing his strike left the hollowfied Black-Crow Shisui momentarily stunned. The Rinnegan beneath his pure white mask was now streaked with blood, like a starving beast breaking out of its cage—feral and violent to the extreme.
"So… the clash of two powers caused him to lose his reason…"
Seeing the madness in Shisui's eyes, Obito's thoughts aligned.
Shisui's current state was nearly identical to a Jinchūriki undergoing a failed Tailed-Beast transformation. Without the beast's acceptance, the overwhelming chakra of the transformation corrodes the host: granting immense destructive chakra, yes, but at the cost of their sanity—leaving behind only primal bloodlust.
If that's the case… then this becomes easier to deal with.
"Ugh…" Obito shifted slightly, but sharp pain tore through his chest, forcing his brows into a deep frown.
The body that should have healed in an instant now quivered with raw tissue, as though some unknown force was interfering with his regeneration.
Even Obito—who had completed the ritual and stepped into the Six Paths Realm—was being suppressed by Hollow power.
With a grimace, Obito tore open his own chest, cutting away the corrupted flesh. Only after invoking the power of the Six Paths did the wound finally heal.
"ROAR!!"
Unable to locate prey for too long, the Black-Crow Shisui bellowed. His massive beak opened to the sky, venting his frenzied spiritual power.
An opening!
Obito's figure appeared silently behind him, a gray staff infused with Kekkei Tōta descending toward Shisui's head.
But in that very instant—Shisui's figure vanished.
Obito's pupils shrank—he had no time to react before an indescribable force slammed into him.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, Obito's body was hurled into a distant island, embedding into the ground in a sprawling, cross-shaped crater. Dozens of jagged cracks spider-webbed out for tens of meters.
In the blink of an eye, Black Crow Shisui had already torn through the sky toward him. Obito forced his eyes wide, unleashing all the chakra within his body—
Full-power Shinra Tensei!
The repulsive wave exploded outward, tearing apart the ground beneath him. Yet it only managed to briefly stall Shisui's onslaught.
That instant of reprieve was enough for Obito to flicker away and create distance. But just as he shifted position, Shisui's jagged beak gaped open once more—
A massive Cero, hundreds of meters wide, erupted with a deafening roar, firing straight toward him.
The Jet-Black Cero carried an unimaginably destructive force.
It blasted upward, missing its target, piercing into the sky like a colossal beam connecting heaven and earth.
Obito's expression was shaken. His extreme reaction speed allowed him to activate intangibility in a thousandth of a second.
The Cero missed, but the air reeked with scorched energy. Obito, still in his intangible state, hadn't even managed a breath of relief when his instincts suddenly screamed—an overwhelming sense of mortal danger crashing over him.
At some unknown moment, Black Crow Shisui had appeared right before him. The grotesque, bone-white mask of his prey stared into Obito's own pale mask. Though they were separated by two dimensions, the dread gripping Obito's chest only grew more suffocating.
"Vmm!!"
The black crow Susanoo spread its jagged wings wide, and in that instant—the supposedly inviolable Kamui dimension shuddered.
Inside his own Kamui dimension, Obito stiffened, eyes widening with genuine fear. His Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan burned with power, desperately trying to stabilize the trembling dimension.
But before he could fully regain control, Black Crow Shisui suddenly twitched. The Rinnegan in his eyes flared with a predatory crimson light, as if locking onto prey. And then—his figure vanished.
Obito's soul almost left his body. "Are you kidding me..."
But Shisui was too fast. Far too fast. By the time Obito's mind registered the threat, it was already too late.
A streak of black and crimson appeared before him.
Squelch!!
The sickening sound of flesh being torn echoed. His chest—only just healed—was ripped open again, pierced clean through.
Obito's horrified eyes stared as Shisui's talons drove straight through his chest. With the other claw gripping Obito's shoulder, he pulled with brutal force.
Rip!!
A scene of pure carnage unfolded inside the Kamui space. The self-proclaimed "second Sage of Six Paths," Obito, was torn apart by Shisui's monstrous strength, blood and flesh scattering in a crimson storm.
"ROAR!!!"
Amid the rain of blood, Black-Crow Shisui let out a triumphant howl. The ecstasy of hunting his prey sent his frenzy to its peak.
If it weren't for the piercing pain that made Black Crow Shisui subconsciously flap the black wings on his back, blowing away the sneaking Obito, this attack would have definitely pierced through Black Crow Shisui's heart.
But just as he turned around and was about to continue the fight, an extremely strange pain—a gray stillness—spread on his right shoulder.
"ROAR!! RAAAHHH!!!"
The entire right arm, two-thirds of his internal organs, the broken black feathers...
His entire right arm, two-thirds of his internal organs, and shards of his black wings—gone, dissolving into nothingness.
"Decay in the end-time power!!" Shisui's miserable appearance made the gasping, exhausted Obito, who was covering his eye, appear. The huge loss from the Rinnegan's unique ability made him close to his limit. Fortunately, his killing blow successfully hit.
Unlike the Amaterasu flames that would not go out until the target was burned to ashes, the power of All-Killing Ash Bones, which symbolized the kekkei tōta , was currently the strongest killing method Obito had.
Beyond time, beyond space—
May you rot away, along with your bones.
"ROARRRR!!!"
Shisui's agonized wails echoed from beneath the crumbling mask. The blood-red gleam in his Rinnegan dimmed. His collapsing body began to yield, at last returning Shisui's own consciousness.
Half his body already dissolved into gray ash, Shisui clenched his teeth, forcing his remaining will into action—unleashing the Uchiha's ultimate forbidden jutsu.
Izanagi!
A single Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan lost its light.
But the instant Shisui's figure reformed, Obito had already locked onto him, determined to land a wrath-filled killing blow that would end everything.
The air split with a piercing shriek as countless saplings burst forth behind Shisui, their surfaces clad in Susanoo's armor, intercepting Obito's strike.
Panting heavily, Shisui clutched his right eye. His broken body had been restored through Izanagi, but the loss of ocular power was real and irreversible.
"Are you still going to put up a futile resistance?!"
Obito's gray-tinged staff shattered both the armored Wood Release and Susanoo's defense, blasting Shisui's body away. He was hurled violently through mountains, smashing peaks one after another before finally skidding to a halt.
High in the air, Obito gripped his staff and bent forward, roaring with fury:
"My pain! My resolve! Everything I am surpasses you, Shisui! In front of my power, when there's no possibility of victory at all, are you still going to put up a futile resistance?!"
Beneath the shattered peaks, Shisui coughed violently, blood dribbling from the corner of his lips. He lifted his head, peering through the haze of dust at the looming silhouette, a faint, self-mocking smile curving his mouth.
"It can't really be called resistance… Think of it more as atonement—for Yuki Yoru."
"To be honest… after I joined Kirigakure, he truly did a lot for me. And yet, I only ever let myself be consumed by meaningless thoughts…"
"If this world truly follows the path Yoru envisions, then even when it faces those monsters one day, perhaps it will still have the strength to fight back."
"And besides… with how reiryoku is already sweeping across the entire shinobi world, even if someone wanted to stop it, they couldn't anymore."
Uchiha Shisui pushed himself upright, the weakness of his broken Hollow mask surging over him. It was a frailty even Izanagi couldn't erase.
And now—having lost one eye, his dwindling dōjutsu power meant that against an opponent like Obito, even that alone was enough to tip the balance.
Yet… he still had strength left for one last stand.
"This will be… the final one."
Shisui gripped his blade, Kiritsuki. As if sensing its master's will, the Zanpakutō let out a trembling cry—then dissolved into dust, scattering into the air.
Agony tore through Shisui's body. Every muscle fiber, every single cell felt as if it were being ripped apart. This was the price of burning all the power within him—summoning every last shred of strength.
Obito's heart clenched at the sight. He knew—Shisui was about to stake everything, even his life. Even though his aura had not grown stronger, the danger was unmistakable.
This must not be unleashed! Absolutely not!
Blue-green light spread from Shisui's body, his reiryoku fully unleashed. The oppressive surge was so vast that even space itself seemed to fall silent under its weight.
Seeing this, Obito hesitated no longer. His hands flew through seals.
His ocular power was too drained—he could no longer use his exclusive eye techniques. No matter what, he had to stop this final strike.
"Summoning Technique — Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!!"
ROOOAR!!
A soul-shaking bellow erupted. At Obito's side, a colossal figure appeared—no less imposing than the Perfect Body Susanoo itself.
A giant with nine eyes, its bark-like skin a withered gray-brown, its back studded with ten pillar-like protrusions. Though seven and a half of its eyes remained shut, the instant it appeared, the world was drowned in its primal, oppressive aura.
The Gedo Mazo—but now strengthened, having devoured the One-Tail and fragments of the Nine-Tails' chakra.
Compared to the empty husk of the Ten-Tails from before, this vessel was incomplete—but still terrifying, and far from something to be underestimated.
Obito's figure stood tall atop the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path. Below him, Shisui's preparation at last seemed complete.
Slowly, Shisui raised his arm—then with a sudden motion, he swung it down toward Obito, who loomed above on the statue's crown.
In that instant, a terrifying sword-light split forth, as if rending heaven and earth itself.
Both the tangible and the intangible were obliterated alike. The void itself was forcibly divided, carved apart.
Where the blade passed—heaven and earth turned to ash, all creation was undone.
"Damn it!"
Obito cursed under his breath, hastily retreating behind the Outer Path Statue. Pouring his strength into controlling the colossus, he forced it to intercept the strike.
Against an assault like this, Kamui was useless. His only hope of survival lay in the Gedo Mazo's defense…
..
Meanwhile, in Kirigakure.
Yuki Yoru suddenly opened his eyes, gazing out the window toward the distant sky.
Beside him, Sage of Shadows Island, Miruko, also sensed it. Her face shifted to shock as she tilted her head upward, following his gaze.
"This sensation… impossible. From such a distance, I can still feel this spiritual pressure? Could Uchiha Shisui really be that powerful?!"
"Ah… don't underestimate him," Yoru spoke softly. "He has always been my strongest warrior."
He could feel it clearly. Alongside the soaring, sky-piercing spiritual pressure—there was also Shisui's life, rapidly unraveling.
"The final 'Moon'…"
"Final moon?" Miruko frowned, not understanding the meaning of his words. But she could feel it too—that vast, magnificent spiritual pressure was fading swiftly, like fireworks blossoming in the night sky, brilliant but fleeting.
"Uchiha Shisui… has he fallen to Uchiha Obito?"
"In outcome, yes," Yoru said quietly. "Not only Shisui—but the Two-Tails and Eight-Tails will also fall into Obito's hands."
"That's… the worst possible ending. Why, then, do you look so unconcerned—almost pleased, even?"
"Because I've secured a far greater bargaining chip."
As his words fell, a black garganta tore open. From within stepped the figure of Uchiha Hikari.
"My seal has already located the source chakra hidden within them. When do you intend to move?"
Yoru's lips curved into a calm smile.
"Right now."