[Everyone was profoundly shocked by your words. Emotion points harvested +100000]
Yemu's gaze froze, his Tenseigan contracting slightly as it reflected the chaotic yet clearly divided battle formations ahead.
A hundred thousand emotion points poured in that instant, flooding the depths of his consciousness like a tide and sending a faint tremor through his body.
He said nothing, but his Tenseigan flashed silently, and an icy pressure spread outward as though it had taken physical form.
-To think a single sentence could stir up such an enormous storm.
Still, it made sense when I thought about it.
The number of ninja on this battlefield had already surpassed fifty thousand, and not one of them was a nobody.
Every one of them came from a major power in the Shinobi World.
An average of two hundred emotion points per person wasn't unreasonable...
And that terrifying tide of emotion was still building, churning, and surging.
-It looked like the Tenseigan's third stage... wasn't far off.
Deathly silence blanketed the battlefield.
Then waves of undisguised horror spread rapidly, like an exploding storm.
The Kage's faces had already darkened. Their hands unconsciously clenched into fists, chakra seething like volcanoes as their emotions verged on running out of control.
This was no mere provocation-
This was a verdict against the entire old order of the Shinobi World!
Yet Yemu remained calm, his robes fluttering in the wind as he stood atop the shattered ruins.
He seemed not to belong to this world, like an ancient deity arriving from afar, looking coldly down on all living beings with an innate contempt.
At the sight, the Fourth Raikage's fury nearly set the heavens ablaze.
Watching the frightened or hesitant expressions of the ninja around him, he felt his anger surge, only to find an