Slayer: Look directly at the Seraph, standing on the sun

"Zhang Hai, if you're really dead, then I should thank you for your sacrifice." He murmured to himself, his voice filled with complex emotions. Although he had confirmed Zhang Hai's death, he dared not let his guard down; the death of this ninja might just be the prelude to a larger conspiracy.

Meanwhile, on the distant battlefield, Zhang Hai's body tumbled violently in the dust, the Dust Release technique nearly engulfing him completely. But at the critical moment, a sharp glint flashed in Zhang Hai's eyes. He was no longer an ordinary ninja relying solely on physical prowess and tactical skills; the Mangekyou Sharingan emanating from him now brought forth a completely different power.

"Reversal Eye Technique," Zhang Hai murmured to himself. Instantly, everything around him blurred, and time seemed to flow backward for a moment.

The power of the Reversal Eye Technique surged forth, instantly transporting him back to the moment before the Dust Release attack. Although the physical exhaustion and mental pressure made it almost unbearable, Zhang Hai knew that the price he paid far exceeded his limits.

"I must live," he whispered to himself, bracing himself with his hands on the ground and forcing his body out of deep exhaustion.

However, using the Reversal Eye Technique comes at a price. Zhang Hai's face had turned pale, and his body appeared increasingly weak. Each use of an advanced Mangekyou Sharingan technique requires a tremendous amount of mental energy, and the more he uses this ability, the weaker Zhang Hai's life force becomes. Now, his physical and mental strength are almost at their limits, but for the sake of survival in this moment and his future plans, Zhang Hai still gritted his teeth.

"Uchiha Madara, it seems our duel is inevitable," he said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with undeniable determination and wisdom. At this moment, Zhang Hai was not only fighting against Onoki, but also preparing for an even greater challenge to come.

Just then, Black Zetsu and White Zetsu appeared in the shadows, their conversation breaking the silence of the battlefield.

"Zhang Hai died too easily." Hei Jue's voice carried a hint of doubt, clearly indicating that he didn't entirely believe Zhang Hai's "death." Although everything before him seemed to make it impossible for him to deny the fact, he still felt some invisible threat approaching from behind.

“He’s not dead,” Bai Jue replied calmly, his voice unwavering. “But his current condition has indeed made him far from capable of fighting. Nevertheless, we cannot underestimate this opponent; Zhang Hai’s wisdom and strength still warrant our vigilance.”

Black Zetsu glanced thoughtfully at the battlefield and said slowly, "He may still be able to launch another counterattack, so we should not let our guard down."

Bai Jue's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "We are ready." His tone was indifferent, as if he were fully prepared to retaliate against Zhang Hai.

In the distance, Obito's life signs gradually faded, and his eyes lost their last glimmer of light. In his final moments, Obito seemed to be gazing intently at Kakashi, his eyes no longer filled with regret, but with a deep sense of relief and reluctance.

“Kakashi…” Obito’s voice was weak and hoarse as he gripped Kakashi’s hand tightly. “You must take my Sharingan… I believe you can see the future.”

Kakashi's eyes were filled with grief, but he did not loosen his grip. "Obito, I promise you, I will never let your sacrifice be in vain."

Obito's last smile returned to his face, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. "You are my hero, Kakashi."

Rin Nohara was ready to treat him, but she knew Obito's life force was nearing its end. She quickly composed herself, facing the challenge with utmost calm. "Kakashi, now is not the time for emotional outbursts," Rin said softly, her tone firm yet trusting. "We still have a mission to complete."

A pang of pain flashed in Kakashi's eyes, but his gaze quickly hardened. He took a deep breath, burying Obito's dying wish deep within his heart, and gripped the Sharingan tightly. "I will continue, Obito. I will complete your unfinished mission."

As Obito's life was fading away, Kakashi involuntarily reached out and firmly received Obito's Sharingan. His heart was filled with pain and helplessness, but a new power was also quietly awakening.

Dust from the battle filled the air, and the flesh and blood of the Iwa ninja had mingled with the earth. Kakashi, panting heavily, stood in the center of the ravaged battlefield. His White Fang Blade was shattered; the weapon he once relied on, like many things he had once relied on, had turned to fragments. The Sharingan in his hand glowed faintly, indicating that his transformation was complete.

Kakashi gazed at the fallen Iwa ninja, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. This opponent, once seemingly formidable in his eyes, had ultimately succumbed to the deadly attack of his Chidori. The Iwa ninja's arrogance and contempt in this battle only strengthened Kakashi's resolve. He was no longer a ninja who relied solely on weapons and techniques, but a warrior capable of finding self-breakthrough even in adversity.

"Obito, did you see that?" Kakashi murmured to himself, his eyes filled with complex emotions. At this moment, he was no longer just a ninja completing a mission; a new flame had ignited in his heart. Obito's last wish, Rin's safety—these had become his new life goals.

Kakashi made a deep promise in his heart: he would protect Rin and complete the mission Obito had left unfinished. He was no longer fighting just for himself, but for all his comrades, for that comrade who had already gone far away, Obito.

Just then, a shadowy figure appeared in the distance. Zhang Hai stepped out of the shadows and coldly stared at Kakashi. He didn't make any large movements, just stood quietly like an observer, his gaze revealing a profound meaning.

Kakashi looked at Zhang Hai and felt the oppressive aura emanating from this ninja. Although Zhang Hai appeared aloof and cold, Kakashi knew that this was an enemy he could not afford to ignore.

"Why don't you just take action?" Kakashi asked coldly, his voice tinged with provocation.

Zhang Hai smiled slightly, his eyes still calm and sharp. "Battle isn't just measured by strength, Kakashi." He spoke calmly, as if stating a fact he was already accustomed to. "You've just completed your transformation, but that doesn't mean you're ready to face real challenges."

“You’re right,” Kakashi’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and the electricity of Chidori pulsed in his hand. “However, since you’re here, there’s no need to hide it anymore.”