The Ōtsutsuki God's pupils abruptly contracted, and shock surged through his heart.
He had lived for so long and heard the names of countless supreme treasures, yet he had never even dared imagine the words "replicate every Root Algorithm."
Root Algorithms were manifestations of the Dao. Each was a unique imprint of a Great Dao. How could they be replicated? How could such a thing even be possible?
Yet that spirit root stood right before him, its seven leaves trembling gently in the golden light of merit. Every leaf proved one thing to him: Shennong had done it.
Then a second beam of Humanity Divine Light, interwoven with gold and red, descended.
It transformed into an ancient, unadorned longsword, its blade engraved with Humanity's eternal Dao patterns.
The sword was steady and weighty, suppressing all unrest and chaos.
Humanity Dragon Aura wound around its blade, undying through the ages.
That dragon aura was no true dragon. It was an aura condensed from Humanity's unyielding will throughout the ages.
It was the spirit of Suirenshi drilling wood to make fire, of Youchaoshi building nests from wood, of Yu the Great passing his own door three times without entering as he tamed the floods, of the countless human ancestors who had survived upon the Primeval Land.
"This was bestowed by the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan: the World-Suppressing Dao Foundation, the Xuanyuan Sword."
"The cornerstone of Humanity's Dao foundation, a subsidiary manifestation of a houtian merit supreme treasure. Its Root Algorithm: Humanity's Absolute Hit."
Naruto raised the sword with a light sweep. Its radiance stirred, and the rules of the entire surrounding void instantly warped.
That distortion was completely different from the Ōtsutsuki God's oppressive might. The Ōtsutsuki God's might pressured and crushed.
This sword's distortion persuaded. It was as though the rules of