Time's Up

"What?!"

Fengtian turned around in astonishment, trying to find Ban's figure, but unfortunately, he couldn't find him.

At the same time, the punch that had gathered all of Fengtian's strength, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, slammed into the spot where Uchiha Madara had been standing, but it only hit the air, and the echo was deafening.

At that very moment, a meaningful, cold smile appeared on Madara Uchiha's lips, a smile that concealed mockery and disdain.

Suddenly, his body twisted strangely, transforming into a lifelike wooden figure. Then, countless branches shot out like serpents, tightly binding Fengtian and rendering him unable to move.

"Damn it! This is the Wood Release: Shadow Clone Technique! I've fallen for their trap!"

A warning bell rang in Fengtian's heart, filled with regret and terror. He struggled desperately, trying to break free of his restraints and simultaneously attempting to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape this desperate situation.

However, fate had other plans. Before he could even use the Flying Thunder God Technique, dozens of massive wooden pillars descended from the sky, like the wrath of a god, pinning him firmly to the ground, rendering him completely immobile.

"【Wood Release: Myōjinmon】!"

Madara Uchiha's voice was deep and powerful. As these words slowly fell, his figure appeared before Fengtian like a ghost, his battle robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes as cold as ice.

He stepped forward slowly, his fingers gently brushing over the Ming Shen Gate that sealed Fengtian. Every touch seemed to recall the past, and a barely perceptible tenderness and reminiscence flashed deep in his eyes.

"While it's not as good as that guy's [Immortal Technique: Bright God Gate], it's enough for sealing purposes..."

After speaking, Madara Uchiha lowered his head slightly, looked at the disheveled Fengtian on the ground, and continued:

"What, do you need me to lift it?"

Fengtian raised his head slightly, a hint of disdain flashing across his face:

"I think…"

"There's probably no need for that!"

After saying that, Fengtian ignored the seal of the Ming Shen Sect and stood up straight.

Upon seeing this, Madara Uchiha instinctively took a few steps back.

However, it was precisely these few steps of retreat that gave Fengtian the opportunity to unleash a powerful attack on Uchiha Madara, carrying with him a surge of annihilation power.

The moment the fist touched Madara, Madara felt the [annihilation power] that could destroy everything!

In a moment of desperation, he quickly took off his armor and threw it aside, thus avoiding being devoured by the [power of annihilation].

"I'm so curious, how did you do that..."

Despite the dangerous situation he had just faced, Madara Uchiha was able to quickly calm down and ask a question.

However, Fengtian remained silent, his eyes radiating a faint aura of divine power, as if he had said everything, yet also as if he had said nothing at all.

"I see, it's Obito's ability..."

Madara Uchiha seemed to suddenly realize something, but as he stared at Fengtian, a hint of doubt still lingered in his eyes:

"In my understanding, each Mangekyou Sharingan user's ability should be unique..."

"Your abilities are related to causality, so why do you also possess Obito's space-time abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Fengtian smiled slightly and said:

"Everyone should have their own secrets..."

"Isn't that right, Lord Madara..."

Madara Uchiha stared at Fengtian, his eyes filled with both curiosity and wariness. He slowly nodded, admitting:

Indeed, everyone has their own secrets.

"It seems your secret is even more unfathomable than I imagined."

Fengtian stood still. Although he had just broken free from the Wood Release's restraints, his aura still appeared somewhat disordered.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner energy, while keeping a wary eye on Uchiha Madara in case the other party suddenly attacked.

"Shall we continue?"

Madara Uchiha spoke with a solemn expression, having already devised a countermeasure after learning of Fengtian's abilities.

"Of course, after all, I also want to know how far I can go..."

Fengtian spoke calmly, and the red steam emanating from his body erupted once more!

The second phase of the battle has begun!

Fengtian immediately used the Flying Thunder God Technique in an attempt to leave.

However, just as he was about to unleash his ninjutsu, Madara Uchiha's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"Trying to escape? Not so easy!"

Madara Uchiha flashed and instantly appeared in front of Fengtian, grabbing his shoulder.

Fengtian was startled; he hadn't expected Madara Uchiha to react so quickly.

However, at this critical moment, the [Power of Annihilation] within him suddenly surged, and a powerful force erupted from his body, forcing Madara Uchiha back several steps.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fengtian activated the Flying Thunder God Technique without hesitation, his figure turning into a flash of light and disappearing from the spot.

The next moment, Fengtian appeared directly to the side of Uchiha Madara!

This time he maintained a sufficient distance and threw a punch straight forward!

The fist wind carried the power of annihilation, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be swallowed up, leaving a dark crack.

Upon seeing this, Madara Uchiha's pupils contracted slightly; this attack was even faster than the previous one!

But he did not back down. He raised one hand and growled:

"Shinra Tensei!"

As Madara Uchiha shouted, an invisible force suddenly erupted from him, as if the entire space was violently pushed apart at that moment.

The moment Fengtian's fist came into contact with this force, it was repelled and could not advance even an inch further. The dark crack also healed rapidly under the influence of this force, as if it had never existed.

"Hmph, this is interesting."

Fengtian did a somersault in the air and landed steadily, his eyes showing both surprise and excitement.

He knew that Shinra Tensei was a unique ability of the Rinnegan, capable of repelling all matter and energy. He never expected that Madara Uchiha would have such a move to block his fist.

Madara Uchiha slowly withdrew his raised hand, a faint smile appearing on his face:

"It seems that while your power is great, it is not enough to break through my defenses."

"Well then, it's my turn to attack."

Before he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha's figure disappeared again, as if merging into the air, leaving only afterimages flickering in place.

Fengtian's pupils contracted sharply. He could sense that the surrounding space was being subtly distorted by some kind of force, a sign that Madara Uchiha was about to launch an attack.

Just then, Madara Uchiha appeared behind Fengtian. He slowly reached out and placed his hand on Fengtian's shoulder.

Immediately following behind Fengtian, Madara Uchiha's oppressive voice rang out:

"It's time..."

"Isn't that right?"