Speedrunning Naruto to the Top

Because of the distortions caused by space‑time energy, the arched portal to the alternate dimension was riddled with cracks and looked completely out of place beside the other gates in the space‑time corridor.

Izayoi's expression was solemn.

Through his Rinne-Tenseigan he could see, inside those fissures, energy fluctuations even more violent than the annihilating power of Huìluó Myriad Forms.

In all likelihood, that turbulence was runaway space‑time energy.

As the eighth chakra nature—separate from the well‑known seven elemental changes—space‑time power is innate to pure‑blooded Ōtsutsuki and a mark of higher‑dimensional existence.

Even an elite jōnin like Hatake Kakashi, who has mastered space‑time offensive techniques, or Kaguya Ōtsutsuki herself, the progenitor of chakra, can have their defenses breached by it.

If anything can surpass the Truth‑Seeking Balls and even Kekkei Mōra, it is undoubtedly space‑time power; indeed, some space‑time abilities are themselves classified as Kekkei Mōra.

Even Izayoi sensed a lethal aura from those cracks.

That alone proved how dire things must be inside the Core Dimension.

Yet the gate had not vanished, which meant the realm itself had not been destroyed.

Instead of entering personally, Izayoi extended a branch from his body, shaped a Wood Clone, and sent it in to scout.

Barely five seconds later, a flash of shock passed through Izayoi's eyes.

Without hesitation he stepped through the fractured portal.

In the very next instant an indescribably beautiful world unfolded before him—but it was a shattered beauty.

Like the cracked, warped gate, the Core Dimension now had fractures of every size running through sky, earth, and even the surrounding space.

The entire realm resembled a mirror glued back together after shattering, liable to break apart again at the slightest touch.

The once rippling crimson ground no longer held a sea of trees, nor even intact land—only web‑like white chasms spreading everywhere.

Looking closely, even the cracks in the sky crawled upward from the ground.

Those yawning voids were, in fact, space‑time rifts.

Izayoi's single attack had pushed the whole dimension to the brink of collapse; it could disintegrate at any moment.

That realization left him stunned.

He had thought he was already overestimating the new secret art's power. The future he had foreseen told him that, had he failed to flee the Core Dimension in time, even defending with Truth‑Seeking Balls he would have been instantaneously killed by his own technique.

For that reason he had not bothered to gaze further ahead before escaping—the Rainbow Orb detonated too quickly.

He had originally planned to let the Wood Clone activate Tensonari to peer into the future, but the clone died even faster.

Thus he never learned the technique's full might, nor had he even named it.

Yet, against all expectations, that single blow had very nearly destroyed an entire alternate dimension.

Its destructive capacity was second only to Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's Expanded Truth‑Seeking Ball, which collapses space, devours everything, and annihilates worlds.

Kaguya's technique works by pouring all chakra into the orb; without chakra on the level of the Ten‑Tails' jinchūriki or the Chakra Progenitor herself, even mastering that Kekkei Mōra could not produce world‑ending force.

Izayoi's strike, however, had cost him far less—not even a third of his chakra reserve.

The principle was simply that his chakra‑control had ascended to the Multi-Color tier; in a moment of inspiration he fused multiple powers into an eclectic secret art.

He used Sage Art: Super Odama Rasengan Barrage as the core, injected the Ten‑Tails' chakra, added the creativity of the Chakra Will Orbs and Staff, and wove in the power of the new secret arts and the logic of enlightened thought, merging everything into one.

Without the Chakra Will Orbs and Staff, the move would only have been one tier stronger than the Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion that had once defeated Uchiha Madara—barely squeezing into low‑grade Kekkei Mōra thanks to the Ten‑Tails' chakra.

But with those two forces—both veritable miracles—the result was entirely different.

Miracles are, by definition, things beyond imagination.

Empowered by such a buff, the technique unleashed astonishing might.

Crucially, Izayoi himself was strong enough that the ceiling of both the Chakra Will Orbs and Staff rose accordingly.

Power just shy of the Expanded Truth‑Seeking Ball, yet for a fraction of the cost.

The white rabbit‑like being that had borne the hit had vanished without a trace.

What remained were patches of white, clay‑like sludge—like Explosive Clay after detonation—slowly drifting toward one spot, forming a mound. But its regeneration was far slower than before.

Izayoi raised a hand, condensed a golden orb of light, and hurled it downward.

Immediately the Ten‑Tails' chakra surged out of the shattered corpse and streamed into the orb.

This time the sludge offered no resistance and could only allow its chakra to be siphoned away. The scattered chunks turned to powder and vanished as their chakra was drained.

Only the small hill of white muck writhed violently, struggling against the orb's pull, but to no avail. Chakra loss soon robbed it of all strength; no more Ten‑Tails chakra flowed out.

Yet the mass did not disintegrate like the shards. Instead nine white pillars of mud suddenly burst forth, each tip bearing an animal face—the One‑Tail through the Nine‑Tails.

"I never thought we'd see daylight again,"

"Hmph! Don't let your guard down—we're not safe yet."

The nine tailed beasts had barely broken free when the Two‑Tailed Matatabi murmured its relief, only to be silenced by a chorus of icy snorts.

All eight others lifted their heads toward Izayoi in the sky, wariness and dread in their eyes.

Izayoi did not spare them a glance; his gaze was fixed on the now‑motionless sludge, which, having lost the tailed beasts, was slowly reshaping into the Gedo Statue, its pure white gradually fading to dead wood tones.

Before long the statue—the Ten‑Tails husk—had fully re‑formed.

That meant Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and the Ten‑Tails were both gone.

Inside the statue lay only three corpses: Uchiha Madara, and the Edo‑Tensei bodies of Gold and Silver Brothers, once his substitutes for the Nine‑Tails.

Because the Gedo Statue had digested them, the brothers' souls had returned to the Pure Land and their corpses reverted to White Zetsu clones.

Gua‑gua‑gua—

Dozens of multicoloured beams of light, visible only to Izayoi, suddenly burst from the statue and flowed into him.

System prompts echoed in his mind:

Ding! You have obtained…

Ding!

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [Kekkei‑Genkai · Rinnegan (Multi-Color)]. It overlaps with your existing tag [Kekkei‑Mōra · Rinne-Tenseigan (Multi-Color)]. Merge or disassemble?]

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [Kekkei‑Mōra · Rinne Sharingan (Multi-Color)]. Merge?]

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [Regeneration (Multi-Color)]. It overlaps with an existing tag. Merge or disassemble?]

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [God of Taijutsu (Multi-Color)]. It overlaps with an existing tag. Merge or disassemble?]

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [Kāma (Multi-Color)]. Merge?]

[Ding! You have obtained talent tag [Kekkei‑Mōra · All‑Killing Ash Bones]. Merge?]

...

The emotionless notifications bombarded Izayoi's brain. Even someone as strong‑willed as he felt momentarily dazed.

He had expected rare drops after defeating Kaguya—her stats were simply monstrous. She possessed double‑digit coloured tags; even gold tags, capped at super‑kage level, were unworthy of her panel.

What he had not expected was a jackpot—not only Kaguya's tags, but also Uchiha Madara's and even the Ten‑Tails'.

It was a perfect coup d'état.

Before he could decide whether to handle the tags first or the tailed beasts below, the Wood Clone that had entered earlier transmitted urgent information in real time.

Digesting the intel, Izayoi's expression changed.

Without hesitation he merged the [Kekkei‑Mōra · Rinne Sharingan (Multi-Color)] tag.

A black vertical slit appeared on his forehead, then opened sideways to reveal a scarlet eye patterned with concentric ripples and nine tomoe.

The nine tailed beasts below bristled, terror in their eyes.

"Impossible! Why does he have the Rinne Sharingan?!"

"Run—jump into those space‑time rifts!" shouted Kurama decisively.

The others lit up at the idea and bolted toward the crackling voids filled with spatial turbulence that could shred even six‑paths‑level beings.

As chakra incarnations, they would never truly die as long as they avoided the Gedo Statue; even if the turbulence killed them and scattered their chakra, they would one day resurrect in some other realm—or the real world.

Unfortunately, they were still a beat too slow.

Or rather, before Izayoi they were simply insignificant; even suicide was a luxury.

After only a few steps all nine tailed beasts froze mid‑stride, expressions rigid.

"C‑can't move!"

"That damned eye technique again!"

No time for further curses—vacant stares glazed over their faces. Their mountain‑sized bodies rose into the air, as did the Gedo Statue and even Izayoi himself.

The next moment, without warning, all disappeared.

In the fractured Core Dimension only Izayoi's Wood Clone remained.

Hovering in mid‑air, the clone used the Rinne-Tenseigan's farsight and x‑ray vision to observe the ever‑widening rifts. Empowered by the Transcendent Aptitude (Multi-Color) and Flight (Multi-Color) tags, its comprehension of space‑time skyrocketed.

Lost in enlightenment, it even ignored the advancing fissures.

A white crack curved across the clone's right shoulder. In the next instant it noticed its entire right side severed—yet instead of falling, the limb slipped into the white fissure and vanished.

Its pupils contracted.

Others would see only a body fading to nothing, but the clone's Rinne-Tenseigan observed the deeper process of disintegration.

"As expected of space‑time power—truly incomprehensible," it murmured, transmitting every insight and image to the main body.

Meanwhile, the web of cracks engulfed the clone; the remaining pieces were sliced apart and devoured.

With its dying breath the clone used Tensonari to glimpse the realm's destiny: white light engulfed the space, contracted into a thread, and vanished. Outside the tunnel, the warped, cracked gate dissolved into photons.

The Core Dimension was gone.

Izayoi did not witness this.

After transporting the Gedo Statue and the tailed beasts to a desert space via the Heavenly Transfer Technique, he used the Rinne-Tenseigan to seize control of the statue.

Manipulating it, he expelled Uchiha Madara's corpse and the two White Zetsu bodies, then spewed a chain from its mouth, ensnared the mind‑controlled beasts, and sealed them back inside.

"Urgh…"

Once the beasts' chakra was reclaimed, the Gedo Statue evolved back into the Ten‑Tails' infant form, unleashing a roar that shook heaven and earth, raising a sandstorm.

Izayoi gazed at the nascent Ten‑Tails, eyes blazing with fervor.

He failed to notice that the supposedly dead Uchiha Madara twitched a finger.

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