Seeing that their long-range attacks had failed.
The Council had no choice but to resort to close-quarters combat.
A full army of one hundred thousand, led by several elders of the main branch.
Like a white torrent, surged toward the grand hall at high speed.
But the next moment.
A figure stepped out from within the hall, entering the Council's sight.
The man's body looked hunched and aged.
Yet he carried an astonishingly oppressive presence.
"That is?"
"The king from two generations ago? Wasn't that old bastard dead long ago? How could he still be alive?"
"Did the underworld deceive us?"
The main branch elders recognized King Jiaye almost instantly.
They secretly cursed the goddess of the underworld for failing to inform them of such vital intelligence.
Or perhaps she hadn't known herself?
That no longer mattered.
There was no turning back once the bowstring had been drawn.
No matter who stood in their way now, this war could not be stopped.
Besides, no matter how powerful the Otsutsuki King was, he had his limits.
On his own, he might not be able to stop the entire Council army.
Even if they had to bury him beneath a mountain of corpses today, they had to defeat this 'revived' 'roadblock'!
"Kill!"
Elder Lian Shi gave the order coldly.
The massive Council army continued its charge, rushing head-on at their opponent.
But King Jiaye remained unhurried.
He merely raised his right hand and made a sweeping motion through the air.
No one saw how he attacked; even the Rinne Sharingan's motion-tracking vision could not follow it.
Yet a terrifying gravitational fluctuation rose from him.
And spread forward.
Wherever it passed, space warped and the light dimmed, like a rapidly expanding abyssal beast.
The next moment.
The gravitational fluctuation struck the Council