In the sky, the broken clouds slowly closed, and the strong wind finally subsided.
The land within tens of kilometers is devastated, mountains and rivers have collapsed, and rock formations are exposed. Only Yemu is alone, standing alone between heaven and earth.
At his feet, the remaining Chakra aftermath still reverberated in the air like flames, but his back was like an eternal mountain, silent but awe-inspiring.
At this time, the two people who originally fought side by side--
Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha slowly landed on the ground.
Their clothes were torn, and there were scorch marks and cracks on their shoulders and arms. They were obviously exhausted.
The power of Six Paths Sage Mode and Rinne Sharingan has long faded, and their eyes no longer have the sharpness of the past.
"...Naruto, we... lost."
Sasuke's tone was calm, but there was an unprecedented sense of frustration.
"Hmm."
Naruto lowered his head, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but in the end he could only hang down powerlessly.
"I really... tried my best."
Naruto's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were no longer full of blood, but filled with deep weakness.
"Kurama Mode, Immortal Power, Six Paths Yang Power... even... couldn't make him take even one step back."
"... He wasn't even using his full strength."
Sasuke gritted his teeth and looked up at Yemu, who was still standing silently. For the first time, fear other than respect appeared in his eyes.
"We, and him... are not on the same level at all."
All around, the remnants of the Shinobi Alliance army were silent.
From the beginning to the end of this battle, they have been trying to intervene, raid, and assist, but even if Kage Level joins forces, even if hundreds of people attack together, they can't get close to the field built by Yemu -
"Sasuke..."
Naruto raised his head, his face was no longer full of boyish impulsiveness and dissatisfaction, but an expression of empty relief, "Are you going to... give up?"
He had never said this to any enemy.
Not because he is weak, but because he finally understands:
--Yemu, not the enemy.
Sasuke did not speak, but nodded slowly, with a hint of bitterness on his stern face at this moment.
"Six Paths Power... nothing more."
On the distant mountain peak, Neji Hyuga stood quietly on the high wall of Land of Iron, watching the battlefield return to deathly silence.
The strong wind dissipated, and only a pale sunset shone on the debris on the surface.
"Is this... the end?"
Neji said to himself, with only a little emotion in his eyes.
"Maybe."
Ino Yamanaka stepped forward and looked at Yemu, who was still standing quietly in the distance, with complex eyes that were almost unfamiliar, "Who would have thought that Yemu... actually did it."
"With the power of one person, we can fight against the entire Shinobi World."
Neji did not respond, but looked at the silver-haired figure quietly, as if looking at the back of Deity.
At this moment, Allied Shinobi Forces's morale finally collapsed in silence.
"Naruto has already admitted defeat, why are they still fighting?"
"Sasuke also said he gave up... he never said that."
"...Yemu really won."
Countless ninjas lowered their heads, and some even took off their Forehead Protector, as if admitting a silent defeat.
"Naruto and Sasuke... is this a loss?"
Kakashi Hatake spoke slowly, with a hint of bitterness in his tone.
His eyes never left the center of the battlefield. Even when the smoke dispersed and the mountains collapsed, the lonely figure still stood there, like an immovable god.
He was Team 7's teacher, and he watched the two teenagers grow up step by step, from immaturity to maturity, from disagreement to side by side, and now stand at the pinnacle of Shinobi World's power.
But now, they... were defeated so completely.
Beside him, Tsunade nodded slightly with a solemn expression.
"It should be like this, they haven't even been beaten." She gritted her teeth, her voice filled with a hint of surprise and helplessness that could not be concealed, "I didn't expect that these two children... could actually burst out with that kind of power."
Tsunade's fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were almost embedded in his palms.
At that moment, she even thought that they could really do it.
Really stops Yemu.
But now it seems that it is just... a futile effort.
"What will Yemu do next?" Sakura Haruno asked softly, with trembling and choking in his voice.
Her eyes fell on the center of the battlefield, on the two fallen figures -
The partners who once fought alongside her are now unable to fight back.
She wanted to rush over, but found that her legs could not move.
She is a member of Team 7, a medical ninja, and the one who proudly said that she would "keep up with them".
But in the end, I was the only one... standing there.
She lowered her eyelids, unwillingness and loneliness appearing in her eyes.
"I don't know." Kakashi shook his head lightly.
"I don't know him well, but... according to my intuition, Yemu should not massacre at will."
"He's not that kind of person."
Kakashi's voice was slightly deep, as if he was comforting himself or trying to convince everyone who was still alive around him.
On the other side of the battlefield, on the charred earth.
Kabuto Yakushi looked solemn, his eyes filled with vigilance and anxiety.
He looked at the silver-haired figure in the center, swallowed, and asked in a low voice:
"Lord Orochimaru... What do we do now?"
"It seems like everything is lost... only Yemu wins..."
Orochimaru did not answer immediately.
His golden snake eyes stared at the battlefield, staring at the motionless figure of Yemu.
After a long time, he finally breathed out:
"We underestimated him."
"Yemu... That's not powerful in the ordinary sense."
For the first time, Orochimaru's voice showed obvious depression and fear.
"His Chakra is too scary..."
"If he really decides to take action, none of us... can escape."
Kabuto Yakushi's body trembled slightly. "Is it really that exaggerated?"
"It's not an exaggeration." Orochimaru said with a gloomy face, "This is a fact."
"If Yemu wants to kill us, we probably won't be able to escape."
When he said this, the look in Orochimaru's eyes no longer showed the fanaticism of a scientist, but the clarity and fear of a prey facing a hunter.
And behind the battlefield, on a slightly quiet high ground.
Two figures stood side by side, looking down at the ruins of the battle that was gradually calming down.
--Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju.
"It's over..." Tobirama sighed softly, with an indescribable complexity in his tone.
In just a few days, they returned to the world from the dead. They thought they could witness the restart of Shinobi World Future. Even if they succeeded in a battle, the trip would not be in vain.
But who would have thought--
As soon as he met Madara Uchiha, Madara became "a sacrifice whose heart was ripped out by Black Zetsu".
Just witnessed Sasuke and Naruto become the successors of Six Paths's son, but the next moment they saw them suppressed by Yemu.
The two Senju who returned from Impure World Reincarnation are full of fighting spirit and emotion, but the reality seems to be crushed by the rules of a higher dimension, leaving no emotion at all.
"I don't know whether to laugh or not." Tobirama showed an extremely helpless smile.
That's right, Madara Uchiha's experience made Tobirama want to laugh.
Hashirama stood beside him, nodded gently, and said in a voice like the wind, "It seems that's right..."
There was still compassion and gentleness in his eyes.
But at this moment, there was a hint of relief and weariness in his expression.
"We are people from the old era."
"This world no longer needs us."
Tobirama turned to look at him, paused for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you tired?"
Hashirama did not deny it.
"I'm very tired." He whispered, "It's not physical fatigue... it's mental fatigue."
"Watching Shinobi World sinking from generation to generation, watching the children bleed one after another, watching our once 'hope' rot... I... have seen enough."
"If Future is really going to be dominated by beings like 'Yemu'... then maybe we really shouldn't stay in this world anymore."
"The deceased should return to Pure Land."
When he said this, his voice was extremely calm.
But behind that calmness, there is a real lament and final chapter that has been baptized by decades of wind and rain.
--They were once the hope of the Konoha people.
Now he can only withdraw quietly.
And this silent land.
The only one standing is still that figure - Yemu.
He didn't speak or move.
He just, quietly, seemed to be staring into the distance.
No one knows what he is thinking.
No one knows what will happen next.
But everyone understands--
Shinobi World The real change... has just begun.
"... What should I do?"
Ōnoki looked at the battlefield in the distance that seemed to have stopped time, frowned deeply, and asked in a heavy voice.
Although he has experienced decades of war and ups and downs, at this moment, he rarely showed a emotion called "hesitation".
Fourth Raikage·Ai beside him was silent for a moment, the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white, and he responded in a low voice after a long time:
"What else can I do? I can only give in."
His voice was as low as thunder, filled with suppressed anger and helplessness.
"If you don't bow your head, Land of Lightning, Land of Earth... I'm afraid they will be wiped out from the Shinobi World territory tomorrow."
He never thought that the most shameful decision in his life would be made when facing an "existence that is not a shadow".
But the man in front of him named "Yemu" can no longer be measured by the standards of a shadow.
Even the ultimate shadow is just a powerful human being, and Yemu--
No longer human.
The wind was howling, and the broken ground seemed to be trembling.
The burning smell of the aftermath of Chakra remains in the air, which is the trace of the Six Paths level power tearing through the sky.
Ōnoki sighed and squinted his eyes at the silver-haired figure still standing in the distance:
"I didn't expect that things would develop like this."
"I originally thought that Sasuke and Naruto... would be the hope of suppressing Yemu."
"But now it seems..." He paused, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "They couldn't even force Yemu to use their full strength."
His words pierced Raikage's heart like a knife.
Raikage did not refute.
Because he could see it clearly - Yemu, and maybe he had a trump card.
Sasuke's Lightning Flame Spear, Naruto's Three-Element Fusion Rasenshuriken, the kind of attack that can destroy a ninja village, hit Yemu, he didn't even use ninjutsu.
With just one hand, he easily neutralized the combined attacks of the two Shinobi World strongest new generations.
If the collaboration between Naruto and Sasuke is like a landslide and tsunami, then Yemu's response is just a calm sea.
What is terrifying is not the power itself, but the calmness and indifference with which he handles this power.
"You know, Ōnoki." Raikage's voice sounded low, "I used to think that our Kumogakure was strong enough. Our ninja speed was the top of Shinobi World. Our Lightning Release ninja sword and Lightning Release Armor were a nightmare for all countries."
"I think Konoha is nothing to be afraid of."
"But now, I realize that we are the ones who have been living at the bottom of the well."
"You are right." Ōnoki's tone also became bitter, "We think we are maintaining the balance of Five Great Nations, but in fact we cannot see clearly that the 'real power' has quietly deteriorated."
He closed his eyes, and familiar names came to mind one after another:
Third Raikage, Second Tsuchikage, even the arrogant Madara Uchiha--
These "strong men" who stood at the top of history have now become remnants of the old era.
"Do you still remember?" Raikage suddenly asked in a cold voice, "How did Third Raikage die?"
"Of course I remember." Ōnoki took a deep breath, "He died in the siege of ten thousand people Stone Ninja by our Land of Earth. He stayed there for three days and three nights, and finally died of exhaustion."
"That battle was our Stone Ninja's pride and your Kumogakure's shame."
Raikage nodded, but there was no anger in his eyes, but a touch of self-deprecation:
"And now, in order to deal with Yemu, we are even willing to let go of the hatred back then."
"You said, are we very pathetic?"
His voice was deep, like thunder rolling across the valley.
Ōnoki has no answer.
He couldn't answer either.
Because they are indeed pathetic.
Once sworn enemies, now they join forces to "sustain their last breath".
But the enemy... didn't take them seriously at all.
After a long silence, Ōnoki finally said softly:
"Let us surrender."
"At least, let's see what Yemu wants to do."
At that moment, the wind calmed down.
The shadows of the two countries raised their heads at the same time, looking at the silver figure standing alone on the scorched earth in the distance.
His cloak rustled, and his silver hair hung down like a waterfall. Under his feet were the reflections of Naruto and Sasuke, and above his head was the gradually breaking sky.
He did not speak, but his existence itself was an announcement to the entire Shinobi World:
The old world has ended.
A new era is coming.
At the same time, Fourth Raikage couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea in his mind:
--If Yemu is really the "enemy", is it possible for them to resist?
The answer is: no.
If Yemu decides to destroy a country today, he only needs one step.
Even if Five Great Nations unite, they will just die early.
At this moment, Raikage finally understood:
This is not just a Shinobi World war.
It's a change in worldview levels.
Just as Ninshu once evolved into the ninja era, now, the ninja era will also be destroyed by "Yemu Era".
He lowered his head, took a deep breath, and finally whispered to Ōnoki:
"We can no longer think in terms of force."
"We should use our brains and... fate to find a way to survive."
Yemu looked at everything happening below coldly.
A long time.
After discovering that no one planned to resist.
He slowly said, "In that case, there is no need for God Tree to exist."