The Sage of Six Paths was the first to sense that something was wrong. He opened his eyes.
"Someone actually summoned the dead from the Pure Land."
The Sage of Six Paths took a look.
As the one in charge of the Pure Land, he naturally kept watch over every little disturbance within it.
If something went wrong in the world of the living, the Pure Land would be the last chance to turn things around.
"Was it Madara Uchiha? As expected, it seemed that he left behind quite a few contingencies before coming to the Pure Land. Still, even Madara would never have imagined that the Shinobi World had become like this."
The Sage of Six Paths did not stop it. He quietly watched as Madara's soul was summoned away.
Forget Madara—not even he, the Sage of Six Paths, could barely recognize this Shinobi World anymore.
Powerful figures emerged one after another, geniuses gathered in droves, and members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan appeared one after another, only to be killed one after another, relentlessly hunted down by the Shinobi World's strongest.
How should he put it? The Sage of Six Paths wore a complicated expression. It was ultimately a good thing that they could kill Ōtsutsuki Clan members one after another.
The enemies his mother had guarded against and feared, the enemies he had remained vigilant against while overseeing the Pure Land—were they not the Ōtsutsuki Clan?
"The affairs of the Shinobi World must ultimately be resolved by the living."
The Sage of Six Paths closed his eyes again, deciding not to interfere.
It was merely the summoning of a dead soul. Even if it was Indra's reincarnation, it was not enough to warrant his personal intervention.
The Sage of Six Paths did not think much of it.
But