"What a violent little girl."
If hit by that Gentle Fist, chances are the body would be torn to shreds and die.
Hakushi felt that Madara's Chakra inside his body was depleting at an extremely rapid pace, clearly in dire straits.
"Though not at my peak, to be forced to this extent, in this era, you three are undoubtedly the top ninja."
Madara praised with an appreciative attitude.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Hakushi replied indifferently, standing on the left shoulder of the blue Susanoo, looking up at Madara and conversing with him.
"Actually, we don't have any real conflict of interests. You hid here to deal with the Five Great Nations too. If you're willing..."
"Infinite Tsukuyomi."
Hakushi softly said four words, eyes coldly staring at Madara.
Madara's Sharingan, which had turned pale and blind, suddenly widened.
The aura changed, but such a change brought an incredibly heavy pressure.
It was like the prelude to a storm, something terrifying brewing.
"Is that so? I overestimated you. To think I underestimated you in the end. To treat you as second-rate opponents was my mistake."
Madara softly spoke these words.
No longer holding hope to recruit Hakushi and the others.
From any angle, they were realists like Nagato.
Impossible to agree with such an illusory world of illusion.
"What a pity..."
After speaking, the blue Chakra stream entwined around the tall Susanoo, instantly forming a terrifying storm that rendered Hakushi unable to move.
"Ayane, retreat quickly!"
Hakushi shouted loudly, his body jumping back, instinctively feeling that he must distance himself from Madara.
Ayane also retreated; her Byakugan could directly observe the abnormalities on Madara's body.
The body of the blue Susanoo rose higher; Madara's whole body was in piercing pain, emitting painful groans and coughing up blood.
But it didn't stop.
A layer of incredibly thick tangible Chakra Armor was arranged on the blue Susanoo's body, differing from the previous tangible Chakra Armor, now a more concrete layered Chakra Armor.
Two gigantic blue wings appeared behind, and when they spread open, the forest behind was blown away, countless White Zetsu screamed in the storm caused by the wings.
They looked in awe at the blue Susanoo, resembling a war god.
The Susanoo catalyzed from Ruri's Sage Art Chakra seemed like a child's strength compared to an adult in front of it.
Without any nonsense, a hand lifted high, as if grasping the endless night sky, the mighty power holding the sky revealed in that moment.
Then decisively and coldly swung down, a gigantic blue sword appearing in the hand at the moment the arm swung down.
The sword blade emitted dazzling blue light, dividing the world ahead into two, falling straight down aiming at Hakushi's body.
Compared to Ruri and Ayane, in Madara's eyes, Hakushi was the biggest threat among the three.
Clearing Nagato's greatest future threat was his last task in life.
A black shadow immediately leaped out from Hakushi's body, racing towards the descending blue giant sword.
The pitch-black shadow attached to the blue giant sword, pressing its hands on the blade, the shadow capable of corroding everything blossomed on the great sword.
Shadow Dancer's pitch-black eyes showed anxiety.
This power was completely incomparable to before.
Her shadow corrosion couldn't quickly dissolve it.
The sword descended, raising an extremely arrogant hurricane, the aftermath from the sword pressure alone immobilized Hakushi's body.
The blue brilliance fell, the world split in two from the middle, it was the terminal blow.
The sound only resonated several seconds after the storm rose.
The blue Susanoo vanished into countless blue light points, Madara's body rapidly falling downwards, barely breathing, opening cracked lips, wanting to say something but unable to make any sound.
Next, it's up to you, Nagato... Madara thought, and the next moment, his consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness and cold.
"What did that guy do?"
Ruri trembled slightly, looking at everything before her.
The forest had split entire in two from the middle.
An extremely long sword mark extended into the distance, even slicing open the mountain several kilometers away with neat precision.
After a long while, she finally recovered from the intimidation of Madara's power, dispelling the Susanoo beneath her feet, and ran towards Hakushi.
Hakushi lay on the back of the Water Dragon God covered in blood, panting heavily, his right arm cut off entirely, whereabouts unknown.
Inside his body, Shadow Dancer was also incredibly weak, directly wounded by Madara's sword.
"This power is really exaggerated to the extreme, almost died..."
Hakushi spoke with lingering fear, body in severe pain.
It was the first time he was wounded so miserably.
Ayane and Ruri arrived simultaneously.
Ayane carried Madara's corpse on her shoulder, holding a blood-drenched arm in her hand, precisely Hakushi's severed arm, placing it directly at the wound where his arm was lost.
Green light emanated from Hakushi, enveloping his entire body.
Watching as buds of flesh sprouted at the wound of the arm and shoulder, beginning to miraculously fuse.
About half a minute passed, the arm restored as before, apart from some soreness, there were no other feelings.
The wounds on the rest of his body also healed, aside from dried blood on his clothes making him look a bit miserable, his injuries had mostly recovered under Medical Ninjutsu.
Hakushi moved his arm, clenched a fist tightly, giving Ruri and Ayane a reassuring look.
"Don't worry, I'm fine now."
"The Sage Art of Shikkotsu Forest is truly impressive."
Ruri said in admiration.
"After all, it's a healing Sage Art passed down for millennia; as long as there's still breath, it's hard to die."
The implication being that this Sage Art is ineffective on the dead.
"How much Chakra is left?"
Ruri asked.
"Less than a quarter."
Ayane replied.
Hakushi then answered, "Less than a third of Chakra remains in the Dragon Vein Crystal Stone, can barely deal with another ninja of Madara's caliber."
Standing up from the back of the Water Dragon God, looking towards the depths of the forest.
"Next, only the Rinnegan remains unhandled..."
"Ayane, where is the Rinnegan located?"
Ruri looked at Ayane.
Ayane searched around with her Byakugan, then shook her head:
"Not here, probably in another..."
Boom!
The explosion interrupted Ayane's words.
At a place a dozen meters ahead, countless fragments accompanied by dust flew into the sky, a figure standing with back against Hakushi and others, around him, a large amount of rubble fell, none touching his body.
"It really shows up just like that, the Rinnegan."
Hakushi murmured.
His eyes showed a cautious expression.
Avoiding his Perception Ninjutsu, and Ayane's Byakugan couldn't detect it, had to be taken seriously.
Madara's hideout had always been directly beneath this land, which Hakushi hadn't expected.
Seemingly hearing Hakushi's murmur, Nagato slightly turned his head back, then silently turned his head back around, calmly gazing at the eastern sky.
"Dawn has come..."
The faint glimmer of dawn arose on the eastern horizon.
The sky cleared of clouds.
The light of dawn was about to illuminate the earth.