The endless roars slowly ceased, and Iwagakure gradually calmed down.
Standing afar, looking at the scene that resembled hell, everyone felt their minds buzzing.
They seemed to have not yet recovered from this terrifying battle. After all, this battle shattered their understanding of ninjas.
"A giant a thousand meters tall..."
"A Chakra giant a hundred meters tall..."
"And that future Fifth Hokage, who kicked apart a hundred-meter-tall Chakra giant with one kick."
"This kind of battle is not on the same dimension as us at all."
Humans cannot imagine things they have never seen.
Although they had heard of many things, they would subconsciously assume that most of them were merely 'overly beautified'. But today, they finally understood just how crazy this world truly was.
"It seems the battle is about to end."
Ōnoki looked at the battle calming down and sighed.
"Hmm, perhaps so..."
Jiraiya also sighed, his gaze extremely complex.
"I never thought that guy would be so terrifying, and he's even an Edo Tensei."
"What's wrong with Edo Tensei?"
Ōnoki looked at Jiraiya strangely. He didn't understand what difference there was.
After pondering for a moment, Jiraiya spoke softly, "This jutsu might be an enhancement for other ninjas, as they have infinite Chakra, but for Madara and First Hokage, it's actually a weakening."
"Weakening?"
Ōnoki looked at the distant battlefield, which resembled hell, in disbelief, but Jiraiya nodded and continued, "Edo Tensei requires a 'vessel' to bear their power, but they are too strong. A vessel that can handle their power isn't easily available."
"Too strong..."
Ōnoki was speechless for a moment. Was that performance just now not Madara's full strength?
Then, how absurdly strong was Takemi?
But before he could think much, the thousand-meter-tall giant, which had covered the sky, began to slowly dissipate, and at that moment, their eyes blurred.
In an instant, they found that Takemi had already appeared before them.
"Takemi!"
"Is it over?"
"Are you alright?"
Deidara was the first to notice, and he seemed somewhat excited.
Naruto and Sasuke's eyes also lit up, and Jiraiya immediately asked about Takemi's condition.
Only Ōnoki's gaze was somewhat complex, he had feared Madara his entire life.
That unruly figure under the moonlight, that unsettling Susanoo, had been imprinted in his mind like a nightmare.
Yet today, Takemi had shattered him in an extremely simple manner, leaving Ōnoki speechless.
The other Iwagakure ninjas couldn't help but exclaim. That kind of wild, inhuman battle had everyone's hearts pounding and it made everyone's blood boil.
They knew very well that if it weren't for Takemi, they would all be finished.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Takemi shook his head, smiled at everyone, and said, "Obito and Madara have both left. For now, the battle seems to be over."
Obito's mentality was probably shattered, and Madara, having been brutally beaten by his not-yet-proficient True Several Thousand Hands, was probably not in a good mood either.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to leave without even using his Rinnegan.
'Of course, even if he used it, the effect would probably be mediocre, right?'
Takemi remembered that when Madara was first Edo Tensei'd, he could only use some basic abilities of the Rinnegan.
Without Limbo: Border Jail, he probably knew it would be difficult to cause Takemi any trouble. Therefore, he simply chose to retreat, as in some sense, his goal had been achieved.
"Speaking of which, what was their purpose in coming this time?"
Takemi collected his thoughts, his gaze sweeping past Ōnoki, and he asked Deidara curiously.
"Was it for the Jinchuriki?"
"It should be, right?"
Deidara stroked his chin and nodded, which made Ōnoki's eyelid twitch.
"Hey, I'm not dead yet! I'm the Tsuchikage!"
After glaring fiercely at the 'disrespectful' Deidara, Ōnoki sighed and spoke.
"His goal was indeed the Jinchuriki. Your warning back then was correct, but I just didn't expect them to be so crazy and so strong."
Looking at the desolate Iwagakure, Ōnoki involuntarily clenched his fists.
A large village, almost completely destroyed by this battle!
Even if they reacted quickly and had already begun evacuation, there were still some people who couldn't retreat in time, or even those who voluntarily stayed behind to assist in the battle.
Ōnoki dared not imagine what had become of those people now, for their fate seemed to have already been sealed.
"Damn Akatsuki..."
Thinking of this, even Ōnoki, who had lived for so many years and witnessed all kinds of cruel battles, couldn't help but have red eyes.
And those surviving Iwagakure ninjas also seemed to gradually realize this. Their initial awe, cheers, and the joy of surviving a disaster all ceased. In its place, a sorrowful atmosphere began to spread.
"My condolences, this debt will be repaid."
Jiraiya sighed, patting Ōnoki's shoulder in comfort.
Takemi thought for a moment, and finally offered a reminder, "Although I know this is painful, you should still quickly find the Four-Tails, they won't give up easily."
"I know."
Ōnoki nodded, then sighed and spoke.
"I apologize for making you witness such a spectacle, and I am very grateful for your help. Otherwise, Iwagakure would probably no longer exist."
"However, I'm sorry, but I need to deal with the village's problems now, so I probably can't host you..."
"It's alright, it's alright. Just let us know if you need any help."
Jiraiya waved his hand repeatedly. He knew that Ōnoki's mood was probably not good right now, so he felt it was inappropriate to say anything more, no matter what it was.
Ōnoki nodded, then looked deeply at Takemi once more before pulling Deidara and the others towards the crowd.
Ōnoki's appearance made Jiraiya feel a bit uncomfortable. After they had walked away, Jiraiya pulled Takemi aside.
"Seriously, to encounter such troublesome things. It's a good thing we came."
"Is it possible that when Pervy Sage leads the team..."
Takemi blinked, laughed and said, but his words were cut off by Jiraiya before he finished.
"No way, we are not harbingers of disaster, damn it, this has nothing to do with us!"
Jiraiya knew exactly what Takemi wanted to say, and he couldn't let such rumors become reality through thos scoundrel's mouth.
"Forget that, what you just used, was it Yin-Yang Release?"
"That's right."
Takemi nodded, saying seriously, "Although Yin-Yang Release is difficult to merge, my luck was good, and its practical combat effect was unexpected."
"Good luck..."
Jiraiya felt a bit awkward hearing this, but he also felt like he couldn't refute it.
After all, it seemed only Takemi had succeeded with Yin-Yang Release, but it had to be said that the power of this jutsu was unimaginably terrifying.