In Mitsuki Country, beneath the great waterfall of Feather Emperor City, Yu, with his tribulation imminent, gathered the shinobi to entrust them with his final arrangements.
"They are all here—one hundred and five Chakra Fruits in total. Whether I overcome the tribulation or not, you may all rely on these fruits to step into the realm of the Progenitor Gods."
"Remember: in the Formless Tribulation, keep your heart like the earth, and like water, fire, and wind—without duality or distinction, ultimately like the void. In the No-Dharma Tribulation, all Conditioned Dharma is like dew and lightning. When nothing can be called conditioned, and nothing can be called unconditioned, only then may one attain Unconditioned Dharma..."
Everyone listened and committed his words to memory.
The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. Yu had long explained the entire sequence of events, including his Life-and-Death Tribulation. Unlike Root King and Youtan Poluo, he would return to his original world without any power whatsoever. There was no precedent to follow—how could they not feel pessimistic?
Over the past three days, Yu had thought about many things. Even if Root King had not stirred up this trouble, he would have had to face it sooner or later. So, he had come to terms with it.
What was coming could not be avoided. Running away was useless, so he would face it!
His gaze swept over the silent shinobi as Yu said calmly, "I have weathered countless storms and narrowly escaped death time and again. Now, only this final leap remains. To be honest, I have no confidence in this leap either. So, there is a good chance this will be the last time I speak to everyone like this..."
Everyone lowered their heads in sorrow. Many of them could not even stop sobbing.
"Waaah, waaah, waaah..."