God Of Waves: Fully Armed!

At this moment, Yuma increased his pupil power output, attempting to wrest control of the Nine Tails.

——Buzz!

Despite the increased output, he failed to seize full control of the beast. However, his influence was enough to halt the Nine Tails' movements and dissipate the chakra fueling the Tailed Beast Ball.

The Tailed Beast Ball is an instinctive technique for tailed beasts, making it inherently stable. However, without continuous chakra input, even the most stable techniques dissipate.

Above the Nine Tails, the white-haired Uchiha Madara remained unfazed by the disappearance of the Tailed Beast Ball.

At this moment, veins bulged from his temples, and the intricate patterns within his eyes spun rapidly, radiating a dazzling light—his pupil power had also surged!

A sinister smile formed on Madara's lips as he stared down Yuma, who stood defiantly atop the Nine Tails:

"Arrogant brat! I never expected your Flying Thunder God technique to surpass that of Tobirama himself!

I'll admit—your reaction speed is impressive, though not as fast as mine. That's why I allowed you to divert the Nine Tails' Tailed Beast Ball away from Konoha...

But don't delude yourself into thinking you can overpower my eye power and steal control of the Nine Tails from me!"

Despite his harsh words, deep down, Madara was astonished.

The speed of this boy—Uchiha Yuma—was truly terrifying. And his mastery of the Flying Thunder God technique? Even faster than Senju Tobirama's!

When Yuma teleported the Nine Tails away, Madara had wanted to counter. But the boy's speed was beyond his reaction time.

From disrupting the Nine Tails' movements with his pupil power to teleporting instantaneously—it had all happened in the blink of an eye.

He had to acknowledge it: he was getting old.

True, he had used a forbidden technique to burn through his chakra, sacrificing his lifespan to restore his body to 70% of its peak strength.

Yet, despite his enhanced state, the wrinkles on his face and his full head of white hair served as a stark reminder—he was no longer in his prime.

Even though he had awakened the Rinnegan, his body remained mortal. He could not reverse time.

His reaction speed might still rival Yuma's, but this wasn't what shocked him the most.

He could accept that he was aging.

But what truly unsettled him was the fact that Yuma's pupil power had actually affected his control over the Nine Tails.

This was unthinkable.

Ever since he had awakened the Rinnegan, his body had been infused with the formidable "power of all things."

This power far surpassed any other chakra he had previously encountered, including the mysterious energy he had once sensed lurking within his own body, constantly trying to influence him.

Even though the eyes he now bore were not his original ones, they still contained the engraved power of his Mangekyō Sharingan.

He had used that power to forcibly reshape the very essence of his eyes.

Logically speaking, Yuma also possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan. Their pupil powers should have been on equal footing.

Not to mention—

Madara had decades of experience in battle.

Yet, even with this advantage, Yuma had still managed to disrupt his control over the Nine Tails.

The realization sent a shiver down his spine.

How was this possible?

The contract binding the Nine Tails was in Madara's hands, and his immense pupil power was woven into the beast's consciousness.

And yet, Yuma...

Could it be that this cocky brat possessed the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?

The thought flickered through his mind before he scoffed at himself.

What nonsense.

He had thoroughly investigated Uchiha Yuma's background—

No siblings. No clan. A complete orphan.

No family, no lineage.

There was no possible way for him to possess the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

Madara was overthinking things.

Meanwhile, Yuma remained unfazed by Madara's words.

His priority was ensuring that the Nine Tails—capable of massive destruction—was removed from the densely populated areas of Konoha.

As long as that goal was achieved, he could finally let loose.

"Hoo~!"

Yuma took a deep breath, inhaling an immense amount of natural energy. Instantly, his body was enveloped in Sage Mode Chakra.

A flowing, white feathered robe adorned with magatama manifested around him.

Standing still atop the Nine Tails, Uchiha Yuma—now with white hair and red eyes—grasped the fiery Ten-Grip Sword.

Lowering his gaze, he stared coldly at Madara, as though looking at a man already dead:

"Old man, since you're so eager to enter the Pure Land and meet the Sage of Six Paths, allow me to send you there!"

Madara's expression turned icy as he observed Yuma—the white-haired, red-eyed man cloaked in celestial robes.

He sneered:

"So, a mere change in appearance due to Sage Mode is enough to make you arrogant?

Judging by the drastic transformation in your body, it's clear—you haven't mastered Sage Mode properly.

Let me tell you something, boy...

The strongest Sage Mode is one that causes the least physical transformation!

I've fought Hashirama Senju. I know this better than anyone!"

Yuma smirked at Madara's assessment.

"Oh? Is that what you think?"

He scoffed inwardly at the old man's ignorance.

Madara had no idea what true Sage Mode was.

The old fool claimed to be the ninja world's greatest villain, yet he had spent his entire life being manipulated by Black Zetsu.

He didn't even know the true name of the Sage of Six Paths.

Of course, Black Zetsu had deliberately withheld all knowledge of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.

If Madara had known the truth, he would have realized—

Yuma's current form was not a mere side effect of imperfect Sage Mode.

This was the transformation granted by Ōtsutsuki Chakra.

Raising his divine sword, Yuma's eyes gleamed dangerously.

A cruel smirk played on his lips.

He declared loudly:

"God of Waves: Fully Armed!"

——BOOM!

A violent surge of chakra erupted around him, forming a scarlet ring behind his back.

The ring radiated a scarlet divine wind, instantly dyeing the fiery Ten-Grip Sword in a crimson glow.

"Feel it, old man…

This is a power beyond human comprehension.

At this moment, disaster itself… will descend upon you!"

With those words, Yuma swung the Ten-Grip Sword.

In an instant—

The heavens and earth inverted.

Boundless. Unstoppable. Limitless.

A sky-shattering scarlet windstorm, infused with divine sealing power, surged toward Uchiha Madara and the colossal beast beneath him.

"Hahahahaha! Behold this divine power, old man!"

The God of Waves was a technique frequently used by the Ōtsutsuki Clan.

While not their strongest ability, its greatest advantage was its adaptability—

It could transform into countless forms, each imbued with divine energy.

And now…

Yuma had merged it with Sage Art: Wind of the Netherworld and Ten-Grip Sword's sealing technique.

Thus, an overwhelming, inescapable, all-consuming Sealing Divine Wind descended upon Madara!