The Ten-Tails' chakra was extracted from its body, and it looked like a giant, ferocious humanoid figure with nine eyes. Its color and body were like a dead tree, and there were ten columnar protrusions on its back, which should be the remains of the ten tails after they were broken off.

"Is this the Outer Path Demon Statue that Mizuki mentioned?"

Jiraiya looked in shock at this thing that seemed to have died long ago but still exuded a strong vitality.

I had heard about the information and some of the abilities of the Outer Path Golem from Mizuki, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I was still shocked.

Because of the huge body of the Outer Path Demon Statue, Nagato was not injured, but the place where he was hit by the Tailed Beast Cannon was stripped of pieces of wood, and then burned to ashes by Jiraiya's Senjutsu Goemon:

The surfaces of other outer demon statues bathed in the range of the fairy fire were also charred black.

However, the Outer Statue's abundant vitality meant that this seemingly serious injury had little impact on its combat effectiveness.

The repair work that required vitality added further burden to Nagato. Although the injury was not serious, the consumption of controlling the Outer Path Golem made Nagato suffer.

Using the Six Paths of Pain and the Outer Path Statue to fight against powerful enemies at the same time was almost beyond Nagato's endurance.

Enduring the extreme discomfort in his body, Nagato controlled the Outer Path Demon Statue to crawl up, and with his two opened eyes, he looked at Jiraiya below without any expression.

"Nagato, are you trying too hard?"

Konan steadied her body and landed on the back of the Outer Path Statue side by side with Nagato. She looked at Nagato who was holding on with some uneasiness.

"This is just the pain that fate has given me, and I must endure it."

The long hair in front of her forehead was blown up by the turbulent air, revealing her emotionless eyes.

“People will only cherish the peace that they have gained after going through hardships!”

Nagato, who was making seals with his hands, had a serious expression on his face. The Outer Path Demon Statue beneath him suddenly extended several dark pillars and inserted them into Nagato's back. His body, which was already almost unable to hold on, trembled even more violently.

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

Konan showed a look of reluctance and once again used her own vitality to replenish the consumption of the Outer Path Statue. The price was that Nagato's remaining vitality was overdrawn again.

He had only collected the Five-tailed Mu-oh and half of the Seven-tailed Juume, and had only sealed one half-tailed beast in total. The accumulated power was far from enough. If there were a little more, Nagato wouldn't be under so much pressure.

After Nagato, who was struggling to maintain himself, overdrew more of his vitality, the movements of the Outer Statue became noticeably more flexible and it was no longer as clumsy as before.

With one's life at stake, the final showdown between the two strongest ninjas in the ninja world so far, and also between master and apprentice, began!

…

In the spiritual space of reincarnation, although I don’t know how much time has passed outside, it feels like a long time has passed here.

The ferocious white phosphorus snake no longer had its former courage, and the butterfly-winged giant that Shuimu had transformed into was even worse. Not only had its size shrunk by more than half, its existence had also become increasingly illusory, gradually transforming into a phantom-like existence that was both real and unreal.

It seemed far away but was actually close. Uchiha Sasuke watched the confrontation between the two intently.

"How do you feel?"

Just as Sasuke was concentrating, an illusory figure of Mizuki suddenly appeared beside him.

"Teacher Mizuki, thank you for your help this time!"

It was a rare moment of heartfelt words coming out of Sasuke's mouth.

If the previous teaching and answering of questions was due to the duty of the Konoha ninja seniors and the favor of Hatake Kakashi, then this time, it was a real life-saving grace.

Shuimu smiled:

"From now on, it's up to you. Are you sure?"

"have no idea!"

"Um!"

Mizuki stepped forward and patted Sasuke's shoulder.

"That's a good answer, just so-so. Your understanding is not bad. Next, don't die."

If Sasuke really dared to answer that he was sure of victory or that the situation was very dangerous, Mizuki would worry about the future of this young man.

In a spiritual battle, how can there be any question of certainty or probability?

Unless the gap in strength is so great that it cannot be made up, chakra can make up for all mistakes. Otherwise, there is no absolute certainty of victory in a direct mental confrontation.

Everyone's soul is unique, and their spiritual qualities vary greatly. An ordinary person may defeat the strong soul of a normal ninja because of some indescribably strong thoughts.

This spiritual warfare, which cannot be accurately described, has a great impact on an individual's spiritual practice.

But talent is even more important than the Five Elements Escape Technique, such as the Uchiha family's Sharingan; and Kurama Yakumo's five senses control that exists in Mizuki's memory but has not been discovered in reality. If there really is such a magical ability, Orochimaru probably wouldn't joke with his own life, and the end of "testing the law with his own body" is probably not very good.

“You won’t be disappointed!”

Sasuke nodded solemnly, the Sharingan and the pitch-black magatama in his eyes kept spinning, and with his super strong insight, he carefully observed every movement in the spiritual space.

After a while, the shadow of Shuimu standing beside him disappeared, and the butterfly wings that covered the sky above were once again scattered and could not be gathered again. They turned into pure spiritual fluctuations, like colorful scales, floating all over the sky and then disappeared.

"No wonder my illusion skills have made little progress. Even with the secret skills inherited from my family, I still can't reach the entry level. So this is what's going on..."

Sasuke smiled at himself. Without someone knowledgeable to guide him, he had taken so many detours in illusion. Only he knew how many detours he had taken.

"Using chakra to disturb the enemy's brain and nerves to cause hallucinations? Although it's not wrong, how can such a superficial thing be able to match the power of Uchiha Itachi?"

The essential gap in power level cannot be made up by hard work. The spiritual attack from the soul involves the essence of the ninja world. How can it be mastered simply by forming hand seals and controlling it? If you don't experience it yourself, I'm afraid you will never understand it.

The spiritual battle is indeed very dangerous, because all external things are useless. The only thing that can help you is your own awareness and strong will.

Before the illusion is performed, the outcome is indeed unpredictable, but once it is successfully performed, there is basically no possibility of reversing the defeat, unless, like this time, the back-up plan that Shuimu arranged in advance is activated, otherwise, it is basically disastrous.

The lightning sword wings reappeared, and the electric arcs surging around it completely shattered the surrounding spiritual tentacles. He clenched his right hand, and a silver Chidori blade appeared in his hand. With terrifying speed, it directly cut open the chest and abdomen of the white phosphorus snake, but what fell was not blood, but crystal clear soul fragments.