[The White Snake Sage disrupted Obito's spatial markings, severing his perception of the outside world.
However, due to the unique nature of Kamui, Obito could still access the Kamui Dimension.
But without coordinates to the Shinobi World, he could only travel back and forth between the Kamui Dimension and Ryūchi Cave.]
"Ugh…"
As Obito contemplated whether to pull Madara into the Kamui Dimension,
he felt a stirring from the man in his arms.
Madara regained consciousness, his voice weak yet unmistakably commanding.
"Obito... put Grandpa down. Grandpa... can still dance…"
What the—?!
Obito yelped, nearly throwing Madara out of his arms in panic.
Had Madara overheard his earlier muttering?
Social death was imminent!
Madara flipped midair with effortless grace, landing on his feet with a somber expression.
"Obito, what's the plan from here?"
Obito didn't look at him. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the colossal dragon in the distance.
He was already controlling Susanoo with his shadow clone, trying to stall the incoming dragon to buy them time.
"Grandpa Madara, listen to me," Obito said urgently. "I'll keep the White Snake Sage occupied.
You need to deliver this to my subordinate."
As he spoke, Obito retrieved a chunk of the White Snake Sage's flesh from the Kamui Dimension and handed it to Madara.
"If you can do it discreetly, all the better. My subordinate will need some time to prepare the technique."
"Understood."
Madara nodded, clutching the flesh tightly before retreating into the distance.
Meanwhile, Obito muttered under his breath as he ran toward the battlefield ahead.
Now that everything hinged on Hidan, Obito stopped conserving chakra and began unleashing his full arsenal.
"Wood Style!"
As Obito sprinted, hundreds of trees erupted from the ground, forming a dense forest in an instant.
At the same time, Susanoo retreated to the forest's edge, still grappling with the dragon.
The White Snake Sage narrowed her eyes as she observed from within the dragon.
"Another Wood Style user, after all these years…"
"But before me, such tricks are futile!"
The White Snake Sage could sense Obito's rapidly depleting chakra reserves.
He wouldn't last more than ten exchanges before he was completely drained!
"Hah, so he's trying to stall for time to help his ally escape?" The Sage sneered.
"A sentimental human... but futile nonetheless. Where in Ryūchi Cave could they possibly run?"
"In the end, they'll all become my feast. Stalling only delays the inevitable…"
But then, the White Snake Sage's expression shifted sharply.
"No… This brat is cunning, always calculating. Every move he makes serves a purpose. The fact that he took a chunk of my flesh must mean something. I can't give him any more time!"
The dragon abruptly shifted its course, ready to bypass Obito and chase Madara.
But the White Snake Sage hesitated. If she strayed too far, Obito might exploit the distance to teleport freely.
Clenching her teeth, she decided to eliminate him first.
"Senjutsu: Dragon Flames!"
The dragon opened its maw, unleashing scorching flames upon the forest.
Obito leapt into the air, merging with Susano'o once more.
"Susanoo: Lava Style!"
With no reservations about chakra consumption, the Lava Style within Susanoo managed to withstand the dragon's flames.
Perhaps it was a matter of positioning, but the clash ended in a draw!
The dragon, however, lashed its tail in a dishonorable attack.
Obito slammed his palms together, channeling chakra into the seeds within the forest.
"Wood Style: Wood Dragon Jutsu!"
A smaller wooden dragon emerged from the trees, fearlessly intercepting the incoming tail.
"Snap!"
The wood dragon coiled tightly around the larger dragon, voraciously siphoning its senjutsu chakra.
The dragon thrashed wildly, roaring in fury, but couldn't shake the wood dragon off.
"Wood Style truly is a nuisance…"
Frustrated and unwilling to waste more time, the White Snake Sage made a decisive move.
Pouring senjutsu chakra into her dragon, she detonated her own tail.
"Boom!"
The resulting explosion forced both the dragon and Susanoo to retreat dozens of meters.
The Sage then raised her hand, creating a glowing construct in the form of another dragon.
Maintaining the integrity of the original dragon's skeleton, she maximized her power, splitting off a smaller light dragon.
With a wave, she sent the light dragon barreling toward Madara and Hidan in the distance.
Obito didn't bother intercepting the light dragon.
Instead, he seized the opportunity to prepare a new technique.
"Wood Style: Wood Golem Jutsu!"
Even if Madara's combat strength was down to ten percent, Sasori was still holding the rear.
Between the two of them, they should manage the light dragon.
A massive tree surged from the ground, transforming into a towering wooden golem.
The golem and Susanoo stood side by side, grinning savagely as they lunged at the dragon.
The White Snake Sage retaliated with a piercing howl.
"Senjutsu: Dragon Roar!"
But Obito had anticipated this move.
"Wood Style: Barrier Shield!"
A grotesque wooden shield, shaped like a demonic face, rose to block the sound waves, protecting Obito completely.
Without pausing, Obito clapped his hands together once more.
Countless wooden arms erupted from the ground, clawing relentlessly at the dragon.
Although the dragon roared in rage, it couldn't instantly destroy the overwhelming tide of wood.
Obito, however, was clearly nearing his limit.
"Chakra's running out… Madara, hurry up…"
10 kilometers behind the battlefield.
Madara emerged from the ground.
Sasori stood nearby, tinkering with Hidan's broken body.
When he saw Madara, he immediately extended a chakra thread.
"No time to waste. Hand it over!"
Madara used his intact left arm to toss the chunk of flesh toward Sasori.
With a pull of his chakra thread, Sasori caught the flesh and dragged it into Hidan's mouth.
Although Hidan's windpipe and lungs were in shambles, he still tried to curse, but all that came out were hoarse, guttural sounds.
"Ghh… ghh…"
He was probably swearing, given his temperament.
Sasori silently manipulated the chakra threads, forcing Hidan to stand.
Madara raised an eyebrow at Hidan's current state, clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Tch, he's barely holding together, and yet he's alive…"
Hidan's skeleton had long since been shattered.
Only the metallic frame Sasori had implanted was keeping his body upright.
Even as he stood, chunks of flesh fell from his body, leaving a thin layer barely covering his exposed organs.
"Hidan, cooperate with me for the curse!" Sasori barked.
"Ghh… ghh…"
Like a puppet on strings, Hidan dragged his limp limbs across the ground, dipping them in the Sage's blood.
First, he drew a circle. Then, a triangle within it…
Sasori muttered to himself after a moment of thought.
"Hmm… This should be right. The ritual circle is complete."
Now, it was time for the curse.
Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood!
Sasori turned to Madara.
"Uchiha Madara, attack Hidan now. Aim for vital points—the harsher, the better!"
"Ghh… ghh… ghh… (Thanks a lot, you bastards!)"
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