The daimyo's screams exploded on the spiritual plane, twisted and shrill, yet unable to make a single sound in the physical world.
His "divine kingdom" was collapsing. It was not a realm built of brick and gold, but an illusion woven entirely from spiritual energy. Naruto's will of judgment, mixed with iron and blood, surged into this false Blissful Pure Land like an unstoppable army of steel. It could not be bothered to debate scripture or offer persuasion. In the most brutal, direct way possible, it crushed the hypocritical divine phantoms chanting hymns one by one, tore apart the warm light, and exposed the dark energy source beneath, formed from countless cries of pain.
"No... no..." The daimyo's body convulsed violently, black blood seeping from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. It was the backlash from having his faith connection forcibly torn apart. The "Divine Power" he had taken such pride in was like a child's sandcastle before Naruto, smashed to pieces with a single kick.
"What is it called?" Naruto tightened his grip around the man's throat, his voice utterly flat.
"It... it has no name..." The daimyo's pupils had completely lost focus. His mental defenses had utterly collapsed, and he began pouring out every secret in a disjointed stream. "It isn't a god... It's Heavenweave... a concept... a secret technique..."
Naruto frowned slightly, swiftly catching the key information from the chaotic torrent of thoughts.
The daimyo clan of the Land of Hot Water had passed down a bizarre secret technique since ancient times. It was founded on the principle that chakra combined physical and spiritual energy, yet it took a different path. It could strip pure mental fluctuations—especially intense emotions such as pain, despair, and resentment—from the populace, then convert them into energy that could be stored and