Naruto: Tenseigan Eye

Even with all his might, how could Onoki hope to endure the devastating impact of another's casual strike?

Could an ant kill an elephant?

And this wasn't just any elephant—it was a prehistoric mammoth, the kind that could annihilate hundreds of ants with a single stomp or even a sneeze.

The disparity was overwhelming. To face such power wasn't a challenge; it was suicide.

Onoki sighed deeply. He might have been old and stubborn, but he wasn't foolish enough to throw his life away.

"The worst is yet to come—RUN!" the Third Kazekage suddenly shouted. His wide-eyed panic sent a chill down Onoki's spine before he could process the words. Without waiting for an explanation, the Kazekage turned and bolted, summoning his iron sand to follow him in retreat.

"???"

Confused, Onoki instinctively looked up—and froze. For two terrifying seconds, his pupils shrank in horror. Then, abandoning all pretense of composure, he followed the Kazekage, fleeing for his life.

The Third Raikage, already some distance from the battlefield, paused briefly to glance back at the unfolding chaos. His jaw tightened, and he muttered, "That kid, Yagura…"

But when he rubbed his eyes to confirm what he was seeing, the realization hit him like a thunderbolt. Forget Yagura. Forget everything. Without a second thought, the Raikage activated his Lightning Release Chakra Mode, wishing he had more legs to run even faster.

The source of their panic?

The sky had darkened, eclipsed by the shadow of a massive meteorite descending ominously toward the battlefield. Its sheer size and destructive potential were staggering.

This was Tengai Shensei, Madara's devastating assault aimed squarely at Shinki.

The Outer Path Demon Statue, which had been shielding Yagura moments before, vanished without warning. Yagura, now exposed, looked up, his heart sinking as the sky itself seemed to fall.

It's over, he thought grimly.

"What are you standing there for? Waiting to die?"

A green blur streaked past Yagura, accompanied by an invisible force that yanked him off the ground. Before he could react, Shinki's chakra arm grabbed him, hurling him out of the danger zone along with a sealing scroll.

"Run. Get as far away as you can—I don't have time to babysit you!" Shinki barked.

Though stunned, Yagura quickly opened the scroll and landed on the back of a summoned flying puppet. Without hesitation, he sped away from the battlefield.

"Thank you," he murmured, glancing back at Shinki. Gratitude briefly flickered in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by seething anger as he thought of the others.

The Third Raikage. The Third Kazekage. Onoki. Those three old bastards! They hadn't even warned him before fleeing. Today's betrayal would not be forgotten.

Despite his indignation, Yagura couldn't help but marvel at the meteorite's sheer size and destructive potential. Its descent sent chills down his spine. Thankfully, his flying puppet carried him far enough from the blast radius to ensure his safety.

Stopping the meteorite, however? That idea never crossed his mind. It was a force far beyond his capabilities.

Far from the battlefield, the Third Kazekage and Onoki halted, staring in stunned silence at the sky.

"How… how can anyone stop that?" the Kazekage stammered, pointing at the descending meteorite.

Onoki's expression darkened. "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

"HAHAHAHA!!!"

Madara's laughter echoed across the battlefield, his voice brimming with delight. "Shinki! Do you also wish to dance?"

Hovering mid-air, Shinki remained unfazed by the impending disaster.

Dance? You're throwing meteorites at me?

Shinki raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. If Madara wanted to provoke him, he'd oblige.

"Do you also wish to dance?" Shinki muttered mockingly, following it with a biting insult aimed squarely at Madara's lineage.

Madara froze mid-laugh, his expression darkening. For someone as prideful as Madara, any insult to his heritage was intolerable.

"Enough talk!" Madara growled, his tone icy with fury. Before he could retaliate, Shinki raised his hand.

Madara's eyes narrowed as he noticed the gesture.

"????"

What is he doing? The meteorites were seconds from impact, yet they suddenly stopped. Trembling as if caught by an invisible force, the massive rocks hovered mid-air.

"Rise!" Shinki commanded.

Under his control, the colossal meteorites slowly ascended back into the sky.

Madara's jaw clenched as he watched, stunned.

How is this possible?

The answer was simple: while Shinki's Tenseigan couldn't summon meteorites like the Rinnegan, its superior control over gravitational forces allowed him to manipulate them effortlessly. Redirecting the meteors summoned by Tengai Shensei was well within his capabilities.

Rather than letting the meteors crash into the battlefield, Shinki redirected their trajectory, guiding them far from the coalition camp.

If those meteors fell here, countless lives would be lost. Shinki couldn't let that happen.

For a moment, the battlefield fell silent. Even Madara, the legendary warrior, was speechless.

"..."

Is this real? Madara thought, his mind reeling as the enormous meteors rose higher and higher, disappearing from view.

For the first time in the battle, Uchiha Madara—a man who prided himself on his invincibility—began to feel uncertainty.