Hashirama was in awe of Yoruha's immense power, but he wasn't ready to admit defeat, and neither would Orochimaru allow him to. Clasping his hands together, he invoked, "Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands." In an instant, chakra surged wildly from within Hashirama.
A colossal Thousand-Armed Buddha erupted from the ground. The Buddha towered several hundred meters tall, and with the thousand hands on its back, it reached heights of over a thousand meters, like a mountain looming before Yoruha.
In comparison, the hundred-meter-tall Thunder Giant seemed insignificant against the imposing Thousand-Armed Buddha.
However, this was only in terms of size; even with the Buddha's appearance, it exerted no pressure, still overshadowed by the aura emanating from the Thunder Giant. Standing before the Buddha, the golden light of the Thunder Giant illuminated the shadow cast by the massive figure.
Yoruha and the Thunder Giant gazed at the towering Thousand-Armed Buddha with calm expressions, as if it were nonexistent. The wooden figure, with its hundred-meter height, could only sit atop the Buddha's head.
The Buddha itself, seated, was several hundred meters tall, and standing, it could easily reach over a thousand meters. Yet, even with the True Several Thousand Hands technique, Hashirama had no certainty of victory.
Despite the size advantage, the True Several Thousand Hands only suppressed the Thunder Giant in terms of sheer scale. The Thunder Giant regarded the massive Buddha as if it were nothing, and Hashirama felt no confidence in winning.
Observing Yoruha's serene demeanor, Hashirama kept his hands clasped. After a few seconds of standoff, Hashirama initiated the attack.
"Yoruha, here I come!" "Top Transformed Buddha" was the offensive move of the True Several Thousand Hands. As chakra poured out from Hashirama, the wooden hands behind the Buddha clenched into fists and launched a barrage towards the Thunder Giant.
Thousands of gigantic fists surged forward, their force creating a violent storm, causing the ground to tremble violently and triggering a powerful earthquake. "Rumble" went the earth as the fists advanced like a tidal wave. Just as the fists were mere hundreds of meters from the Thunder Giant, it finally moved.
The Thunder Giant took down the black-gold bow from its back, drawing it without an arrow, aiming at the oncoming barrage of fists. As white light flashed in its eyes, a black-gold arrow materialized on the drawn bow. "Thump"—in an instant, the Thunder Giant released the string.
The black-gold arrow shot forth at incredible speed, causing intense spatial distortion along its path. In a split second, a fan-shaped field of black-gold energy formed around the arrow.
The energy expanded rapidly, covering several kilometers in an instant. "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"—black-gold light flashed. A dazzling brilliance erupted in the sky.
The immense energy tore through the surrounding earth, blasting a vacuum zone several kilometers wide in the clouds above. The intense vibrations and blinding light subsided shortly after. Before the Thunder Giant lay a chasm stretching to the horizon.
Mountains and boulders in the chasm's path were reduced to dust. The towering Thousand-Armed Buddha, over a thousand meters tall, was gone. Peace returned to the world.
Everything vanished, including the mighty Thousand-Armed Buddha that could suppress an entire era. With just a single strike, it all ceased to exist.
From afar, Orochimaru, Kabuto, the Third Hokage, and Minato watched Yoruha with expressions of utter shock.
The Third Hokage's voice trembled as he spoke, "That... that was the Wood Release technique capable of suppressing Madara's Mangekyo Sharingan, and it was destroyed with just one move?!" Despite his vast experience, the Third Hokage found it impossible to comprehend the terrifying scene before him.
This power exceeded the Third Hokage's understanding. He couldn't fathom how powerful Yoruha must be to obliterate the fearsome True Several Thousand Hands with a single blow.
Orochimaru realized something, "Damn it, the sealing techniques of the First and Second Hokage have disappeared. They've actually undone the Impure World Reincarnation technique. How is this possible? Could it be...?"
Orochimaru glanced at the distant thunderous giant. He was convinced that Hashirama and Tobirama Senju couldn't possibly break his sealing technique. If they could have, they would have done so earlier. It could only have been Yoruha's doing.
Yet, Yoruha had only used one jutsu. "Could that jutsu have undone the seals on both of them?" "To be able to break the Impure World Reincarnation's seal, Yoruha, are you even human?"
Not only did one strike completely destroy the terrifying True Several Thousand Hands, but it also broke the seals of the Impure World Reincarnation. Or rather, it wasn't just breaking the seals; the strike obliterated the seals within the bodies of Hashirama and Tobirama.
But those were seals etched into the soul—how could they possibly be destroyed?
Orochimaru couldn't believe it. More than the terrifying power of that strike, he was astounded by its precision in erasing the seals embedded within Hashirama and Tobirama. Such power was overwhelmingly terrifying. If Yoruha could erase the seals within Hashirama and Tobirama, didn't that mean he could erase their souls as well?
If so, could he also erase his own soul? The thought sent a shiver down Orochimaru's spine. He sensed the presence of death emanating from Yoruha.
He had a premonition that Yoruha might have the ability to completely erase his soul, preventing any form of resurrection. The mere thought of it left him drenched in sweat. It was the first time he felt the threat of death—true, irreversible death.
"Have I spent all this time researching immortality only for it to become a joke in front of him?" Orochimaru's expression was complex. Even the most intricate techniques paled in comparison to sheer power.
For the first time, Orochimaru's face showed a sense of defeat. After a long pause, he chuckled bitterly, "Is my pursuit really that laughable?" Orochimaru's mindset crumbled, inexplicably shattered.
Yoruha himself was unaware that his casual action had caused Orochimaru to deeply question himself, even causing his beliefs to collapse.
Indeed, under Yoruha's monstrous power, all of Orochimaru's intricate maneuvers and seemingly miraculous designs seemed like a joke. This was what Orochimaru found hardest to endure.
The Third Hokage and Minato were unaware of what Orochimaru was thinking. Standing beside Orochimaru, Kabuto had a thoughtful look in his eyes. The confident and profound Orochimaru-sama he knew was now showing signs of idealistic collapse and despair.
He looked towards the distant Yoruha, "What kind of person is he? How does he possess such terrifying power, enough to make even Orochimaru-sama crumble?"