An indescribable, vast spiritual power surged into the heavens, as though the brilliance of the entire world was completely swallowed by Yuki Yoru in that instant.
Under this power, for the first time, the face of the Sage of Six Paths' clone showed a grave expression. Even the hand gripping the Sword of Nunoboko tightened with visible force.
Endless waves of spiritual pressure spilled from Yoru's body, and with the emergence of this power, countless eyes surfaced within his sockets. The surrounding space groaned under the outbreak of his strength, gradually spreading with cracks.
There was no doubt—if his power grew even slightly stronger, this space would be utterly shattered by Yoru's pressure, let alone be able to sustain their battle.
"To think he's this strong..."
The Six Paths clone muttered. His eyes were incredibly solemn.
Even though he had deliberately pulled Yuki Yoru into his divine space beforehand, ensuring he had no surplus spiritual power to draw upon… Yoru was still able to unleash power of this level.
Indeed, he had miscalculated.
The surging spiritual power swirled around Yuki Yoru, like a king in a spiritual power palace, descending upon the world. And the entire world could not withstand his power and majesty, and thus began to collapse.
"Spatial Shift!"
The Sword of Nunoboko in the Six Paths clone's hand landed on the void. The world that was about to crumble trembled slightly. In just a moment, the entire world had already been reversed.
Yoru's face remained expressionless. He could clearly feel the change in the surrounding space, and the intensity of this space was even a little greater than before.
But it was meaningless.
"I can't see it, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki."
Yoru's eyes were calm. Countless eyes squirmed in his eye sockets: "Your future, your ending, everything about you... in this battle, your only ending is 'nothing'."
"Anyone can talk big."
The Six Paths clone snorted coldly, holding the Sword of Nunoboko in his hand and actively attacking.
"Talk big?" Yoru's voice came from his side. The spiritual blade in his hand fell silently.
The Six Paths clone was shocked. The Yuki Yoru in front of him was still in the same place and had not faded away at all, but he could barely tell that it was a phantom.
There had been no spatial fluctuations, and this space was under his control. That could only mean Yoru had not used a space-time technique—this was purely speed.
His Rinnegan… could not perceive Yoru's speed?
The Six Paths clone did not turn back because there was no time. But the moment Yuki Yoru's spirual blade fell, the back end of the Sword of Nunoboko in his palm had already extended out, transformed, and turned into a pitch-black shield to block his back.
BOOM!!!
A violent quake resounded. From the point where Yin-Yang Release clashed with the spiritual blade, rippling shockwaves spread outward. The newly formed ground beneath them instantly crumbled apart.
Using the Truth-Seeking Balls's power to block that strike, the Six Paths clone shot skyward. As he spun midair, the Truth-Seeking Balls in his palm once again transformed into the Sword of Nunoboko and appeared in his hand.
"Slash!!"
An attack that seemed to be able to split the heavens and the earth apart was released again. Yuki Yoru expression was calm. He lowered the spiritual blade in his hand and slashed out with one strike.
A powerful spiritual blade pressure roared out and once again collided with the approaching Sword of Nunoboko. With a loud bang, even though this space was in broad daylight, all the light was still taken away by the power generated by the energy explosion.
Energy surged wildly—yet in the next instant, Yoru's figure suddenly appeared before the clone.
In his stunned eyes, a single whip-kick drove mercilessly into him, sending the Six Paths clone crashing down before he could even react.
"Sprenger!"
A cold voice echoed across the heavens as Yoru raised his hand and aimed it at the falling Six Paths clone below.
A brilliant arrow that seemed to have pierced through the heavens and the earth cut through the sky and fiercely landed on the chest of the Six Paths clone.
The arrow broke through the air. In a roaring sound, the heavens and the earth trembled in unison.
A more terrifying aftershock than before spread out. The new world was once again covered with cracks at this moment, as if it had reached its limit.
The power of this Sprenger completely surpassed the one in the Gold Sand Fortress of the Land of Wind from back then. By completely unleashing his own power, the power of this Sprenger was almost dozens of times stronger than before!
If not for the Six Paths clone having deliberately reinforced this space, the entire world likely would have collapsed under this single strike.
As the shockwaves gradually dissipated, Yoru landed upon the desolate ground, his gaze fixed upon a ruined area in the distance.
The rubble shifted slightly, and from it, the Six Paths clone staggered to his feet, using the Sword of Nunoboko for support. His form was battered and broken. Relying on the uth-Seeking Balls's power, he had managed to withstand the majority of the explosive spiritual power, but the injuries he suffered were still grievous.
"You're surprisingly durable. The quality of this clone of yours is pretty good."
"Yuki Yoru…"
The Six Paths clone lifted his gaze toward the towering figure standing between heaven and earth. His dark expression revealed the turmoil in his heart.
He admitted it—he had underestimated Yoru. With only this clone's strength, it was indeed not enough to topple the Master of Soul.
But to admit defeat? That was absolutely impossible.
A Sage never fails. Even if this clone alone could not shake the Master of Souls—what if he added the power of this world itself?!
"Feel the world's strike!"
Within the nameless space, the Six Paths clone drove the Sword of Nunoboko fiercely into the ground.
As the vast chakra in his body burst out, the ground that had been torn open by the battle suddenly began to tremble. A continuous stream of earth and rock chakra was integrated into the Sword of Nunoboko at this moment, and then it was compressed, and then re-compressed.
In just one breath, the earthy yellow energy colored the Sword of Nunoboko. Immediately, a vast earthy yellow chakra light pillar shot out from the tip of the Sword of Nunoboko and attacked Yuki Yoru!
This chakra light pillar looked extremely magnificent, and the intensity of the energy it contained was unbelievably high. Even Yoru couldn't help but frown, and his face became solemn.
He could clearly feel that the energy in the surrounding world had suddenly become empty at this moment. It was as if most of the earth and rock energy in this space had all converged onto this one attack at this moment.
This was not only the Six Paths clone's own power, but it also gathered the power of the heavens and the earth of this space!
Even though the quality and intensity of this space were far inferior to the shinobi world, at this moment, Yuki Yoru truly had a feeling as if he was fighting a 'god'.
"Now this is interesting."
Yoru held the spiritual blade. The surging spiritual pressure in his body turned into layers upon layers of spritual partialce barriers. The moment this magnificent attack landed, a semicircular shield with patterns suddenly spread out.
The energy impact collided with the Blut Vene, and a powerful spiritual pressure surged up again. Yuki Yoru did not hesitate to slash at a certain part of the space below with one strike.
The moment he slashed out with one strike, the Six Paths clone, who was absorbing the earth's chakra, let out a soft snort. A look of astonishment appeared in his eyes, and then the entire space began to tremble.
How was this possible?!
The connection with the surrounding space seemed to have been severed by Yuki Yoru's one strike at this moment. Without the chakra supply, the Six Paths clone's attack came to a sudden halt.
But the issue now was not whether the attack was happening or not. In that instant, his connection with the space he created had actually been temporarily severed. This was something that had never happened before.
The chakra in the Six Paths clone's body was completely released, trying to regain complete control of the space and stabilize it.
But Yuki Yoru swung his sword again.
A seemingly ordinary slash caused the space that the Six Paths clone had just regained control of with a massive amount of chakra to lose its connection again.
"This is impossible! What did you do!"
For the first time, the Six Paths clone showed a look of being mentally broken: "This space was created by me. How could it get out of my control?! What did you do!"
"I just cut off your connection with this world."
Yoru was expressionless. He swung his blade again, and the shaking of the world intensified by another degree.
The Six Paths clone gritted his teeth, holding the Sword of Nunoboko and went straight for Yuki Yoru.
He didn't know how Yuki Yoru cut off his connection with this world, but since he didn't know how to solve the problem, he'd just solve the person who created the problem!
The might of the Sword of Nunoboko was vast, but the moment it landed on Yuki Yoru, the positions of the two seemed to swap.
"What?!"
"I saw it."
Yoru spoke calmly. The Six Paths clone turned around in disbelief.
"You can't see a single bit of the future, can you, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki? With the power of this clone, you can't see anything at all."
"The collapse of the world, the possibility of winning, the gap between you and me... You can't see anything, can you?"
"But I can see it."
Yoru swung his blade again. The entire world suddenly began to tremble violently. The last bit of connection between it and the Six Paths clone was severed at this moment.
Without the blessings of the world's power, the Six Paths clone's aura suddenly stagnated, and Yuki Yoru's figure also disappeared at this moment. He seemed to have passed through space and silently appeared in front of the Six Paths clone.
One sword fell. The Six Paths clone grunted and took a few steps back.
The long sleeves on his arms were shattered, and a bloody mark appeared on his chest.
The Six Paths clone subconsciously held the Sword of Nunoboko. Ignoring his own injuries, he wanted to attack Yoru, but in just an instant, he was struck in the back again. His entire body fell powerlessly.
"Attacking wildly when you can't see anything."
"Acting blindly when you can't foresee anything."
The Six Paths clone's face was grim. His Rinnegan constantly swept around, and although a voice echoed in his ears, he still couldn't see Yoru's figure.
The injuries on his body contained Yoru's special spiritual suppression, and the speed of his recovery was extremely slow. If he were to receive too many injuries, this clone of his would not be able to hold on for too long.
Suddenly, the Six Paths clone felt something and turned back.
Behind him, a deep blue blade light appeared without any warning. He quickly swung the Sword of Nunoboko in his hand to block it, but at the same time, the same attack appeared from the front, back, left, and right directions.
There was no warning or any prior feeling. It came in an incredibly bizarre manner.
Faced with attacks that came without warning, even the Six Paths clone was worn out. In just a moment, countless fine wounds had already appeared on his body.
"I've seen all of your future, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki."
Thud!
Yuki Yoru suddenly appeared in front of the Six Paths clone. One of his big hands directly grabbed the Six Paths clone's face.
The patterns of his Blut Vene appeared. The reinforced body made it impossible for the Six Paths clone to break free from Yoru's restraint for a short time. Under the indifferent gaze, the words that seemed to have already been destined were slowly uttered.
"A future of failure."
"A future of sorrow."
"A future with not a single ray of light."
The trembling of the Six Paths clone's body began to calm down. His entire head crumbled in Yuki Yoru's palm.
The surrounding space began to crumble and shatter, and the Six Paths clone's body also slowly vanished like smoke and dust.
...
In the Pure Land.
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, who was sitting cross-legged, staggered violently and almost fell. The aura of his entire body plummeted, and his expression was one of being distraught.
"Brother?!"
Hamura Ōtsutsuki was a little stunned. He quickly supported Hagoromo's swaying body. Since the end of the battle with their mother, he had never seen his brother in such a weak state.
"What happened?"
"That guy..." Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki's expression was a little grim. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
After a long time, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki slowly spoke: "You were right, Hamura. I underestimated him. The chakra clone I condensed was defeated by him. Asura and Indra are probably going to fall into his hands."
"Yuki Yoru?" Hamura Ōtsutsuki frowned: "Without Asura and Indra, your plan, brother..."
"Yes, the impact is huge, and my space was also a mess by that kid."
The memory of the clone was connected. Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki already knew the entire process of the battle between the two. He was very curious about how Yuki Yoru cut off the connection between his clone and his space.
If the connection between the clone and the space had not been suddenly cut off by Yuki Yoru, with the chakra he left in his divine space, he could have continued to fight Yuki Yoru until he completely wore down Yuki Yoru, who had no energy to replenish!
But reality was not like that.
"The eye..."
Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki frowned tightly. He couldn't help but recall the image of Yuki Yoru going all out.
Especially the eyes that seemed to have countless eyes.
Combined with the power that seemed to be able to see the future, a strange guess appeared in Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki's mind, making the furrow between his brows even deeper.
"What is it, brother?"
"It's just a guess, but if that guy's power is really this, then it might be a little troublesome." Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki slowly looked up. The Sage's Eye in his eye sockets seemed to have pierced through countless spaces, landing on Yuki Yoru's body.
"The eye that sees everything in the world..."
"The power of omniscience."