After pondering for a moment, Hagoromo slowly spoke, his tone carrying a firm sense of foreboding. "I've always had a terrible feeling about the God Tree. It doesn't seem like a tree at all. If anything... it seems like a living being with a will of its own."
"You're right."
Gamamaru nodded emphatically, his little face solemn as he revealed a shocking truth.
"The God Tree has been a living creature all along!"
"It isn't merely a vessel that absorbs natural energy and bears fruit. It possesses terrifying power of its own."
Hamura's heart tightened. He hurried forward a step and asked with a frown, "Just how powerful is it? Now that we've mastered Senjutsu, can we stand against it?"
Gamamaru fell silent for a long time, seemingly weighing his words. In the end, he laid out the cruelest reality without concealing a thing.
"As you are now, even if you brothers joined forces and gave it everything you had, you would still be no match for the God Tree."
At those words, the mountains fell deathly silent.
Hagoromo and Hamura stiffened, the confidence and assurance they had just gained instantly shattered.
Disbelief filled their hearts, along with a trace of bewilderment.
They had trained tirelessly day and night, pushing past their limits until they finally mastered natural energy and learned Senjutsu, multiplying their combat strength several times over.
They had thought they finally possessed the strength to intervene in this chaotic world and influence the balance of power.
Yet in the end, they couldn't even defeat a tree?
A flicker of frustration and disappointment crossed Hamura's eyes as he murmured to himself, "If we can't even stand against the God Tree... haven't all these days of Senjutsu training been a waste?"
Seeing their dejected expressions, Gamamaru hastily explained, clearing