Naruto: The Otsutsuki Naruto

At the beginning, Tsuchima was indeed a manifestation of Obito's will.

Two months ago, when Madara ventured to Mount Myoboku and parted ways with Black Zetsu, that was the moment when Tsuchima was hijacked by Black Zetsu.

From that point on, Black Zetsu silently followed Obito, hiding in plain sight until this very moment—when his true colors were revealed!

Obito clenched his fists in regret. I should have realized sooner! If Tsuchima were truly my will, how could he have mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique, something even I couldn't grasp?!

Madara's voice was icy as he questioned, "Black Zetsu, the Uchiha stone tablet—was it you who altered it?"

Even though he already knew the truth, he needed to hear it from the culprit's own mouth to find closure. Madara and Sasuke were alike in this regard.

Black Zetsu smirked and revealed his hand. "I told you long ago, didn't I? You should've skipped Mount Myoboku and just drawn Jiraiya out to absorb his Sage Energy directly. But no, you didn't listen. And now, look at yourself—a pathetic clown, aren't you? Hahahahahaha!"

Madara trembled with fury, his fists tightening, while the face of Hashirama embedded in his chest began to manifest the patterns of Sage Mode.

"Sage Energy has returned to me, Black Zetsu. I'll tear you to pieces!!!" he roared.

Black Zetsu sneered. "Calling you an idiot is an understatement."

With an arrogant smirk, Black Zetsu formed hand seals.

"Hm?!" Just as Madara was about to charge, his body suddenly froze in place. "I… can't move?!"

"Gurgle gurgle!" Black liquid oozed from Madara's body, engulfing him.

Black Zetsu's voice was cold and mocking. "White Zetsu has the Spore Technique, and so do I. But mine—Black Spores—is far more subtle and undetectable, even to someone like you!"

Madara's expression twisted in pain. "I've been guarding against you this entire time! When did you…?!"

Black Zetsu chuckled darkly. "Oh, it was easy. The body you used for your resurrection via the Outer Path was one I retrieved from Kabuto's lair. Planting my spores in it was child's play."

Whoosh!

A vortex of Kamui spiraled into existence, and Black Tsuchima appeared behind Madara, his arm piercing mercilessly through Madara's chest.

In a haunting tone, he whispered, "Honestly, I had planned to come find you myself. But since you delivered yourself to me, you've saved me the trouble. The Sage Energy you worked so hard to cultivate—I'll gladly take it for myself."

Rustle rustle rustle!

Dense Sage Energy flowed through Black Tsuchima's arm and into his body. The Sage Mode facial markings appeared on his face, while the ones on Madara's chest vanished.

With a sickening squelch, Black Zetsu withdrew his hand, taking the black spores along with it.

Thud!

Madara collapsed to the ground, drained and powerless, but his eyes remained fixed on the face before him—a face identical to Hashirama's, yet brimming with malevolence and treachery.

"You," Madara spat, his voice trembling with rage, "are unworthy of wearing that face."

"Hahahahahahaha!" Black Tsuchima burst into maniacal laughter as he hoisted Madara up with one hand. "Didn't you always love to dance? Allow me to send you off with one final performance!"

With a mighty swing, he hurled Madara into the air. Taking a step forward, he put all his strength into a powerful throw. "Off you go!!!"

The wind roared past Madara's ears as he soared through the sky like a meteor, disappearing from view. Gritting his teeth, he swore silently, It's either you or me, you bastard…

Black Tsuchima's gaze shifted to Minato Namikaze, noting the half of Kurama sealed within him. "With that, I can resurrect the Ten-Tails immediately."

Gurgle gurgle! Black liquid seeped into the ground beneath him, emerging at Minato's feet and forming a hand that clamped around the Fourth Hokage's ankle.

"Hehe, you're not going anywhere now!" Black Tsuchima sneered as he lunged toward Minato.

"!?" Minato's eyes widened in shock. "I can't activate the Flying Thunder God?!"

Black Tsuchima's grin widened. "Of course not. You're trapped by Yin-Yang Release!"

Just as Black Zetsu was about to succeed, Naruto Uzumaki intervened, his hand wielding the Banana Fan charged with Lightning Release, blocking Black Tsuchima's strike. His voice rang out, firm and resolute, "What do you think you're doing to my dad?!"

Minato's heart swelled with emotion. "Naruto!!!"

Thud! Naruto's next move, however, was a swift and powerful roundhouse kick—directly to Minato, sending him flying.

"Take Ms. Konan and get out of here! If Kurama falls into his hands, it's all over!"

Minato rose to his feet a hundred meters away, chuckling wryly. "Naruto, you really are Kushina's son—no hesitation at all."

Swish! He teleported to Konan's side, signaling to Obito from a distance. "I'm leaving Naruto in your hands, Obito!"

"Go, Sensei." Obito nodded, and Minato vanished from the battlefield with Konan using the Flying Thunder God.

Boom!

After a brief clash, Naruto and Black Tsuchima separated.

Black Tsuchima smirked. "So, they managed to escape. No matter. The finishing move I've prepared for you doesn't require me to become the Ten-Tails' Jinchuriki. All I need is my complete body and Sage Energy."

Naruto's cloak billowed as he stood tall, unflinching. "Whatever you've got, bring it on!"

Black Tsuchima's gaze swept over the battlefield, noting the scars left behind, including the remnants of the True Several Thousand Hands.

"It seems you expended quite a bit of chakra dealing with Obito. Your reserves are still substantial, but you're not at your peak, are you?"

Naruto remained silent. The real drain on his chakra hadn't been the True Several Thousand Hands—it was the Mantra Restraint. Obito's sheer willpower had been far beyond imagination, and dismantling it had cost Naruto dearly.

In truth, Naruto was in a battle-worn state.

Swish!

Obito appeared beside Naruto. "This mess is my fault. I'll do everything I can to fix it."

Tap.

Naruto placed a hand on Obito's shoulder. "The Mantra Restraint has left your soul heavily damaged. Let me help you recover."

The Soul Jewel forged by the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi flowed into Obito's soul, restoring its vitality.

Obito blinked in realization. "So this is the secret behind the Fourth Hokage's strength surpassing his living self after being reincarnated by the Edo Tensei."

Naruto nodded. "Yeah… but this technique drains my soul's capacity. I've already used it a lot in this battle. Restoring you is the best I can do—I can't enhance you further."

"That's more than enough."

Zzz! The pattern of the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan reappeared in Obito's eyes.

Black Tsuchima sneered. "A battle-worn Naruto and a broken has-been like you? You're no threat to me."

Clap!

He pressed his hands together in a seal.

Sage Energy and the power of the Gedo Statue erupted simultaneously.

"Sage Art: Outer Path—Maha Infinite Calamity!"

BOOM!

A colossal dual-faced entity rose with a deafening roar. Its front bore the visage of the Gedo Statue, while its back mirrored the True Several Thousand Hands of the Buddha.

And the countless arms—where did they come from?

The Buddha's hands formed seals, and countless massive wooden arms extended outward, using the earth as their medium to encircle the battlefield completely.

Crack! The arms bent inward, sealing off the sky.

At the same time, the Gedo Statue at the front began forming seals.

Zzzzz!

Eight-tailed beast chakra emerged, forming Tailed Beast Bombs beneath the thousands of bent wooden arms.

From atop the entity's head, Black Zetsu's maniacal laughter echoed. "Hahahahaha! Oh, and by the way, Tsuchima's Cursed Tongue Eradication Seal? I've already nullified it with Yin-Yang Release. If you try to escape with the Flying Thunder God, this technique will manifest in Amegakure instead."

"So go ahead—destroy everything!"

The oppressive weight of the sky itself bore down on Naruto Uzumaki, who clenched his fists as cold sweat dripped down his face.

Deep within his mindscape, a mocking voice rose. "Yo, Naruto. The unshakable you, unfazed even in the face of calamity—finally panicking, are we?"

In the darkness, nine elegant tails swayed rhythmically.

"If you apologize for earlier, I might just lend you a hand."

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