However, his defense not only failed to calm Genki's anger, but instead deepened the mocking look on Genki's face.
"Yes! But you still interfered!" Genki's voice suddenly rose, carrying a heart-rending roar. "And it seems that as long as the Shinobi World is threatened... No! Rather, as long as the 'war' in the Shinobi World is threatened, you will always interfere!"
Uchiha Genki's gaze grew colder and colder, like a frozen abyss that had remained icebound for ten thousand years.
Before this, his resentment had stemmed merely from Hagoromo Otsutsuki's favoritism toward his second son, Asura. That favoritism had plunged Indra and Asura into a millennium-long clash of fate, indirectly giving rise to a thousand years of hatred in the Shinobi World and ultimately resulting in the tragedy of the Uchiha Clan's annihilation.
But today, after seeing those resurrected souls and understanding everything before him, he finally realized it all—the entire thing had been Hagoromo Otsutsuki's scheme from beginning to end!
"You clearly knew that Asura had no intention of inheriting the position of Ninshu's leader. He was gentle by nature and yearned for freedom rather than ruling over all living beings, yet you still forcibly chose him!"
Genki's every word struck at the heart, each one like a sharp dagger viciously stabbing toward Hagoromo Otsutsuki. "You clearly knew that Indra had yearned for your approval his entire life, yearning for even a single word of affirmation from you, yet you still chose to ignore him and suppress him, trampling all his efforts and loyalty beneath your feet!"
"I once thought you simply valued Asura's way of handling things more. I thought you were merely foolish and unable to see Indra's sincerity!" He paused, his voice filled with grief and fury.
"But it wasn't until today, when you resurrected these