"No need to panic, I am just adjusting the feng shui."
Gekkō Raito answered as calmly as a breeze, but those few words landing in the ears of the ANBU were no different from a thunderclap exploding.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, their minds completely blank: Lord Mizukage called this adjusting the feng shui?
The massive island hovered in the air, carrying an unmatched sense of oppression, and slowly drifted past the rear of Kirigakure. The shadow it cast made countless villagers look up and shiver.
However, when the panicked crowd learned that all of this was the handiwork of that Lord Mizukage, the fear vanished into thin air instantly.
Replacing it was a fanatical worship and an excitement bordering on madness.
Not to mention these ordinary villagers, even the knowledgeable Ao had his hands holding the railing trembling slightly at this moment, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Is this really a realm that humans can attain?"
"This kind of power... it is simply so despairing that one cannot even generate jealousy!"
Ao looked up at the figure like a deity overhead, and saw Gekkō Raito waving his hands gracefully in the void.
Accompanied by a deafening roar, it was as if heaven and earth were colliding.
Boom!
That huge suspended island heavily smashed into the designated sea area.
The stirred-up giant waves reached tens of meters high, but under the suppression of a certain force, they did not cause an impact on the village.
Gekkō Raito's hands did not stop, his ten fingers flying as he rapidly formed Hand Seals.
The seabed crust surged wildly under his will, instantly deforming into a huge groove that perfectly matched the bottom of the island.
Just like a puzzle, the huge island embedded seamlessly into the undersea bedrock.