A gigantic palm hung high in the sky, looking down over the entire Shinobi World. Its immense pressure bore down like a mountain, crushing every inch of land beneath it. Mountains, rivers, and ruins trembled violently, as if they were about to be ground into dust.
Without the slightest hesitation or mercy, the enormous palm—charged with Genki's boundless fury and terrifying power—slowly pressed downward, carrying the force to tear heaven and earth apart!
The palm descended faster and faster, its pressure growing ever more terrifying. The air below compressed until it seemed solid, letting out a shrill wail. The pressure hurled rubble and debris from the ground into the air, where they whirled wildly before vanishing into nothingness.
Buried beneath the rubble, Hagoromo felt a pressure more terrifying than any he had faced before. His weakened body shook violently, and the guilt and regret in his eyes were instantly replaced by utter despair—
He could clearly feel that this strike had enough power to destroy the entire Shinobi World, to crush him and every surviving creature into nothingness.
"N-no... don't..." Hagoromo struggled to part his lips, letting out a faint whimper. He wanted to fight, to summon his chakra once more, to protect this last sliver of hope. But every bone in his body had long since shattered, and his chakra was completely spent. He didn't even have the strength to raise a hand. All he could do was watch helplessly as the enormous palm blotting out the sky drew closer, swallowing everything before his eyes bit by bit.
Indra's Six Magatama Rinnegan narrowed slightly. At last, a hint of gravity appeared on his impassive face. He instinctively took a step back, chakra rippling faintly around him—
Even though he and Genki had joined forces, even though he had long