Just as Sakazuki had thought.
The World Government was no small-time operation.
It was a massive political power that encompassed Sea Star Homeworld and the Shinobi World currently being conquered.
It already spanned seven worlds.
If one looked at the Star Map in Imu's possession, it could barely be said to span seven cosmic sectors.
This meant the World Government's attention could not remain fixed on the Shinobi World forever.
Of course.
That was also because the Shinobi World had not brought them much pressure so far.
According to Imu's plans, he intended to first see the outcome of King Enma's invasion of the Pure Land.
If King Enma successfully defeated Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo.
Then he would abandon some overly dangerous ideas.
He would directly upgrade the Shinobi World's Star Gate from small to medium-sized, allowing the military to dispatch a large force for full-scale conquest.
But if King Enma failed, they would need to reconsider a large-scale invasion.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and forty-seven."
"Huff—huff—"
"Nine thousand nine hundred and forty-eight."
Inside the third floor of the Star-Pressure Palace, within a dim purple space.
Imu, his nearly perfect upper body bare, struggled immensely as he rose and fell against the ground.
The powerful muscles across his body trembled violently with every push-up, visibly shaking.
His entire body was flushed crimson, radiating furnace-like heat.
Whenever sweat squeezed from his pores, it was instantly evaporated by his scorching body temperature.
The gravity was currently nineteen times that of Sea Star.
Even for Imu, completing ten thousand push-ups in such an environment was an agonizing task.
He had attempted it three times before.
His best result had been seven thousand three hundred and sixteen.
But today, it seemed he might achieve ten thousand.
"Hah—hah—hah—"
Yet Imu was now in terrible condition.
By the