No matter how fierce the clash, no matter how thunderous the roar.
It would always return to its original calm under the soothing hand of time.
Yet the marks they left behind would remain.
Like the large and small meteor craters that had covered the moon's surface since ancient times.
At this moment.
Aside from Kiyoshi Otsutsuki and the dozen or so Ōtsutsuki clansmen watching from afar.
There were also forty or fifty Ōtsutsuki clansmen led by Otsutsuki Ximi, along with over a thousand "combat puppets."
Do not underestimate them.
Even setting aside the "combat puppets" powered by the Chakra of the "Tenseigan."
Every person here was an expert who had survived the "Clan Destruction War" several months ago.
Even if they were placed in Konoha Village of the Shinobi World, they would count as Jonin-level "Hyuga ninjas."
Yet now, they could only stare dumbfoundedly at the enormous circular crater blasted open by the previous exchange.
"Th-That is!"
"H-How is that possible?"
Although thick smoke billowed within the circular crater, ordinary people could not see what was happening inside at all.
But who among those present did not possess the Byakugan?
Thus, within that "world" of nothing but black and white.
They could clearly see a lightning giant, estimated to be more than ten meters tall, standing before their clan head.
Yet unlike the imposing and ferocious former figure.
Masato Otsutsuki was kneeling on one knee in a wretched state.
The violent heaving of his chest and the unwilling expression on his face made it clear just how exhausted he was.
And although the "Tenseigan" still floated quietly beside him.
It seemed he could no longer continue wielding its power.
"Why?! Why do you know about Shinra Tensei?!"
"And why do you know of our existence? No one in the