A terrifying aura swept across the entire world. Both Kaguya and Madara stopped what they were doing.
Yet six people present were filled with excitement.
"This aura... it's the Emperor!!!"
Obito, Neji, and the others were all incredibly agitated.
As that heart-pounding aura grew stronger, the sky seemed to split apart. A gigantic spatial rift slowly emerged, radiating dazzling light like a prelude to the descent of a god.
"The Emperor... he's here?!"
Obito's voice was filled with barely contained excitement and doubt. His eyes remained fixed on the rift, anticipating the arrival of the being who could change everything.
Madara also sensed that this power was extraordinary. He remained secretly vigilant, but at the same time, a trace of anger surged within him.
The gazes of those three people were even more fervent as they looked at the being who had torn open space than when they looked at him.
He realized that he seemed to have been deceived!
Moreover... who exactly was this so-called "Emperor"? How could he make even the former leader of the Uchiha Clan feel a trace of pressure?
A figure slowly emerged from the rift. He wore battle armor condensed from Susanoo and a crown formed from the Ten-Tails. An aura of majesty and holiness radiated from his entire body, and the rules of the entire world submitted beneath his feet.
His gaze swept across the battlefield before finally coming to rest on Madara.
"Madara Uchiha, I already know of your ambition and obsession. But this world is not yours to alter as you please."
The Emperor's voice was deep and powerful. Every word seemed to contain the weight of a thousand jun.
Madara snorted coldly. He feared no challenge, and the seemingly powerful Emperor before him was no exception.
"Who are you? What