Cold rain fell onto Chenshu Senju's cheeks.
He did not use chakra to block it, merely standing still and quietly feeling the raindrops falling from the sky.
This rain was far too strange.
Every droplet contained a thread of chakra so faint it was nearly imperceptible, yet possessed immense penetrating power.
Rain Tiger at Will Technique.
This was the signature divine technique of that famous terminal chuunibyou from Amegakure, used to blanket the entire map and peep on everything without a single blind spot.
If an ordinary Kage-level powerhouse stood here, even someone on Jiraiya's level, they would at most feel that today's rain was a little cold. There was no way they could detect the gaze hidden thousands of meters overhead.
But Chenshu Senju was different.
The tiny fragment of Rinnegan sensory ability awakened by the system's reward was in an extremely active state within his eyes.
In a sense, he and that self-proclaimed godly, nonconformist youth in the sky were using the same invisible network frequency.
It felt like a hacker had infiltrated his home surveillance system, only for the victim not to pull the plug but to trace the cable back and pinpoint the hacker's physical location.
A complete dimensionality-crushing beatdown.
Nagato, Nagato. You sit at home with black rods stuck all over you like figurines, and whenever you have nothing better to do, you play high-altitude littering and map-wide wallhacks...
In my previous life, you'd definitely get hauled off to sew for ten years.
Chenshu Senju ranted wildly in his heart.
Faced with this silent pressure from the pinnacle of the shinobi world, he could not even be bothered to make the most basic defensive move.
He slowly pulled his right hand from his pocket.
A surge of green Wood Release chakra instantly gathered above his