The battlefield fell deathly silent.
Countless Iwa Shinobi dropped to their knees with a thud, muttering, "Lord Tsuchikage is d-dead?"
Ōnoki's body fell through the air, and Lu You slowly lowered him to the ground. A hero who had poured his heart and soul into his country deserved Lu You's respect.
Even if they were enemies.
"It's always dark before dawn. Rest assured, I won't let you die for nothing."
Some Iwa Shinobi cried out shrilly, raising their kunai and pointing them at the expressionless Lu You.
"He killed Lord Tsuchikage!"
"Kill him! Avenge him! Avenge him!"
What could one say? Was this only to be expected of Naruto? Hatred never ceased. It only kept shifting until the child of destiny appeared again.
According to Nagato's theory in the original story, only when everyone felt pain could they empathize with one another. This was the only way to achieve mutual understanding.
Now, Iwagakure felt what Sunagakure had felt back then.
Wasn't this a kind of empathy too?
Though it would only bring more hatred.
Lu You slowly sheathed his sword, its piercing cold gleam withdrawing into the scabbard. He calmly looked at the countless Iwagakure shinobi beneath his feet and floated upward, bathed in sunlight, like a towering, merciless god.
He brought his hands together, then gradually spread them apart.
A dazzling square crystal gradually took shape.
Before countless Iwa Shinobi, the Dust Release they had once revered as their faith appeared again. Only this time, its wielder was no longer the Tsuchikage.
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique."
The dazzling white light was ten times more immense than the Tsuchikage's, whether in length, width, or reach. The pillar of light stung their eyes as Lu You swept it across the sheer cliffs of Kannabi Bridge!
Amid the