Chapter 189
Onoki led the troops forward, full of belief.
"Lord Tsuchikage!"
A stone ninja rushed forward and dropped to one knee, holding a tablet.
"New intel from a scout—an incident was spotted at the Valley of the End!"
"Looks like a major battle between Uchiha Madara and Senju Yukika took place there. Both are recovering from heavy losses."
The Valley of the End?!
Madara… resting?
Onoki frowned.
"Are you sure Yukika can really hold his own against Madara?"
"What was the result of their battle?"
It wasn't just a matter of raw power.
Analyzing Madara Uchiha and Senju Yukika meant understanding how cunning they were.
If Madara had won, they wouldn't need to worry about Yukika anymore.
But if...
"The intel's solid—Senju Yukika is safe, but the result is unknown."
Safe?
Onoki's heart skipped a beat.
That meant Yukika might be even more dangerous than Madara.
Why?
Because Madara acted alone. But Yukika might be holding up the entire Senju clan.
One Senju Yukika was enough—but an army of Yukikas?
Onoki had to think about what came after defeating Madara.
Things didn't look good.
If even Konoha and the Senju couldn't handle this...
The thought grew in his mind.
This alliance was their only hope.
They had already tolerated too much from the Senju.
No one wanted to live under their heel anymore.
The Senju weren't just riding horses—they were trying to own the whole ranch.
Did they think the world owed them something?
Ridiculous.
"Hm?"
As they advanced, Onoki narrowed his eyes.
He'd been to the Valley of the End before.
It was considered sacred—a tribute to the First Hokage, a national landmark of the Land of Fire.
But now, from the signs ahead, they had reached the valley—and the iconic statues of Hashirama and Madara were nowhere in sight.
"Where are the statues?"
Baffled, Onoki floated into the air using his Light-Weight Rock Technique.
But as he ascended, the confusion on his face twisted into shock—and then horror.
He saw it.
The battleground of the First Hokage and Madara Uchiha—the great Naka River, the twin statues, the waterfalls—all gone.
The river had dried up.
The forest had fallen.
The entire region looked like it had been hit by a magnitude-12 earthquake.
Everything had collapsed inward, like a massive crater had swallowed it.
Debris spread from the center, shredded in spiraling patterns…
It was like a black hole had exploded.
What kind of power could've caused this?!
Onoki's mouth twitched.
There was no doubt—this was where Madara and Yukika fought.
But what the hell did that fight look like?
He couldn't even comprehend it.
"Consider yourself lucky."
"If it were just me alone, I wouldn't have needed to change the entire map like I did at the Valley of the End."
A chilling, mocking voice echoed behind him.
Onoki turned stiffly.
Somehow, Madara Uchiha was already standing beside him.
He was holding several dark, compressed orbs in one hand.
"These look pretty good when dropped into a crowd. Kind of big if you want to call them raindrops, though."
"Planetary Devastation."
He tossed the orbs into the sky casually and turned to Onoki.
"Second Tsuchikage Onoki... I didn't think that kid would really have the guts to lead an army against me."
"I'm guessing your mindset is as mortal as the rest of them."
"Let me see what you've learned over the years. Don't disappoint me."
Shinra Tensei!
Madara raised one hand and blasted Onoki away with a powerful repulsion force.
The Tsuchikage couldn't stabilize himself—he was thrown back.
In the distance, the orbs began to pull everything in.
When Nagato used Planetary Devastation, it cost him his life.
But Madara's Rinnegan only consumed a portion of his chakra.
The ground trembled.
Debris and dust rose into the air.
Even the unprepared ninja soldiers couldn't resist—they were pulled up one after another.
This was the difference between Kage-level and Super Kage-level.
Kage-level ninja could turn the tide in small battles.
But in large-scale wars, only Super Kage-level fighters could dominate.
Madara's version of Planetary Devastation was far more terrifying than Nagato's.
It wasn't on par with the dozen-or-so orbs he unleashed as a Sage of Six Paths, but it was more than enough for the Allied Ninja Forces.
But simply watching these ninjas scream in terror as they were sucked into oblivion didn't satisfy Madara.
He was still frustrated from losing to Yukika.
The jealousy burned deep.
He needed to fight!
He needed real, intense combat—sweat, steel, and chakra flying.
As another orb passed, Madara fell to the ground, clad in his beloved red armor.
It wasn't particularly strong, but it was comfortable.
The ninja were stunned.
Their comrades were being pulled into the sky—devoured.
And they couldn't look away.
Was this really their enemy?
Madara Uchiha?
You never understood his terror—until he became your enemy.
"Snap out of it!"
"He's coming!"
A sensory ninja was the first to recover and screamed in panic.
Madara was moving—faster and faster.
He wasn't trying to annihilate them.
He just wanted a good, satisfying battle.
Even though the orbs didn't wipe them out completely, the fact that some survived only meant one thing: Madara hadn't used his full strength yet.
The fight had begun!
He charged into the crowd.
No one could hold out for even a second!
He was born for battle.
"Lord Tsuchikage, are you alright?!"
In the distance, Onoki clutched his waist, panting, eyes wide with desperation.
He'd been the first to face Planetary Devastation—and the only one to escape.
Dust Release saved him.
But it took a massive toll on his chakra.
And Madara?
He was still at full strength.
The fight had barely started—and they'd already suffered heavy losses.
Madara gave them no time to think.
And when he got bored—his full-body, sky-blue Susanoo rose from the ground.
He pressed his hand to it—and it fully enveloped him.
The devastating power he didn't unleash during his fight with Yukika now emerged in full.
The Allied Ninja Forces fell into despair.