If he killed Yagura here and now, Kirigakure wouldn't just lose a tailed beast — they would lose their Mizukage as well.
Even without Obito's manipulation creating the "Bloody Mist," the village would still suffer a massive blow to its strength, leaving them unable to invade Konoha for a long time.
And to Haruto, Yagura himself was insignificant — whether he lived or died wouldn't affect Haruto's next move in the slightest.
"No…"
Haruto's gaze narrowed, violet and blue lightning of different elemental natures crackling across his body. Every time the two currents collided, they erupted with a sharp thunderclap.
"If I kill Yagura here, my name will spread across the entire shinobi world. That, in turn… will actually help me claim the Hokage's seat."
With that thought, Haruto stopped holding back. His Sharingan locked directly onto Yagura's heart.
Then, raising his left hand, he gathered every spark of lightning on his body to a single point.
Rumble…!
Purple and blue lightning fused together, spiraling and entwining like twin thunder dragons. They coiled into the shape of a massive Thunder God Bow.
Yagura and the Three-Tails Isobu both fixed their eyes on Haruto, sensing the titanic chakra raging inside him.
"This one… isn't a jinchūriki," Isobu muttered in shock.
Earlier, he had sensed a trace of tailed beast chakra from Haruto — but now, there was none.
He wasn't using a bijū's power at all.
He was wielding natural energy.
This was Sage Art.
Isobu's eyes went wide. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected to sense this type of chakra from a human.
For a moment, his mind jumped to thoughts of the Sage of Six Paths himself.
But even with that realization, Isobu didn't stop his assault.
In fact, he went all in, pouring every last shred of his chakra into one final strike.
"Yagura — this will be the strongest Tailed Beast Ball I can form right now. Once I fire it… I'll fall into a deep sleep.
If he's still alive after that, you must find a way to escape."
His deep, rumbling voice carried both urgency and resignation. No matter what, if his jinchūriki died, he would vanish from the world for a time as well.
"We can win," Yagura replied firmly.
He too could feel the terrifying chakra flowing through Haruto, but he chose to trust in Isobu's power.
And he knew exactly how devastating a Tailed Beast Ball fired with all of Isobu's chakra could be.
"That Tailed Beast Ball…"
Haruto's eyes fixed on the sphere forming before him — one nearly a quarter the size of Isobu's own massive body.
In one hand, he gripped the Thunder God Bow. In the other, he drew back the bowstring, shaping a lightning arrow from pure Sage Art chakra fused with Lightning Release.
"Sage Art: Great Thunder God Arrow!"
The Sharingan locked on to Yagura's heart. Haruto's right hand released, launching the arrow.
Isobu, seeing it fly, aimed his completed Tailed Beast Ball directly at Haruto and his arrow, blasting it forward with all his might.
Neither side even considered dodging — both trusted their own strength completely.
Rumble!
The Great Thunder God Arrow shot upward like a blazing meteor, lightning detonations crackling in its wake, meeting the oncoming Tailed Beast Ball head-on.
BOOM!
A deafening blast split the night sky, its shockwave rolling out to engulf the entire Fire Temple forest.
From the Uchiha clan within Konoha to the shinobi of Kirigakure, all who saw or sensed it were shaken to the core.
Even Obito, watching from the shadows, felt his blood run cold.
"No… I have to get out of here…"
He swallowed hard, his throat tight.
Sure, he had been able to use Uchiha Madara's name to intimidate Itachi — but that didn't mean his own strength was anywhere near Madara's.
If he revealed himself now, Haruto would kill him without hesitation.
In fact… could it be that Haruto, with such terrifying power, had already noticed him?
"That's it… he's pretending not to see me so he can deal with the Mizukage first, then come for me."
"Yes… he hasn't even used Wood Release yet — he's saving his strength."
"He's already… found me!"
Obito's steps faltered as pure panic gripped him.
This was the first time since adopting the mask of Uchiha Madara that he had ever felt this shaken — this utterly off-balance.
Not even when he had seized the Nine-Tails and fought the Fourth Hokage head-on had he felt such tension.
Just standing here, his legs trembled uncontrollably.
With that, he abandoned even the thought of collecting more Sharingan, activating his right eye's Mangekyō and vanishing from the battlefield.
The truth was… Haruto hadn't noticed him at all.
All of his focus was locked on the collision between the Great Thunder God Arrow and the Tailed Beast Ball.
If things turned bad, his plan was to unleash the Wooden Golem and Wooden Dragon together.
"…Looks like that won't be necessary."
As he spoke, the Great Thunder God Arrow shattered a point on the Tailed Beast Ball — and then pierced straight through.
The massive sphere erupted midair, sending a hurricane-force shockwave in all directions.
But the lightning arrow didn't slow. Its path never wavered, plunging straight into Isobu's heart.
Rumble…!
Thunder roared across the heavens. Power erupted with devastating force.
Isobu's hard turtle shell might as well have been paper — it offered no protection at all.
The Three-Tails' eyes went wide, filled with disbelief.
By the time he realized what had happened, the arrow had punched clean through his chest and blazed away like a meteor into the night sky.
"This… power…"
Isobu looked down instinctively — and saw a gaping hole where his chest should have been.
Haruto's arrow hadn't just pierced the Tailed Beast Ball and his body — it had obliterated Yagura, reducing the jinchūriki to nothing but ash.
Then, the empty void spread outward like a black hole, ravenously devouring Isobu's flesh and chakra.
"No!"
The Three-Tails' roar of grief shook the heavens — but he was powerless to stop what was happening.
Within moments, the massive tailed beast was torn apart. Each fragment dissolved into dust.
Haruto watched in silence, mildly surprised at the outcome.
"Was… the Three-Tails really this weak?"
For the first time, Haruto found himself shocked — shocked at his own strength.
After all, his Zanpakutō wasn't even fully released, his Sharingan hadn't evolved to the Mangekyō, he only possessed two streams of bijū chakra, and his ultimate Wood Release techniques hadn't even been used.
It was no exaggeration to say…
He couldn't even imagine the level of destruction if he went all out — if he summoned the True Thousand Hands, became the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki, donned a full Susanoo armor, completely released his Zanpakutō… and unleashed everything.
That destructive power…
What rank would it even be?