Inside the grand hall, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.
Beneath the carved beams and painted rafters Pure Gold dragon pillars, the ground is covered with a thick and luxurious Western Region red carpet.
However, at this moment, the once peaceful and prosperous imperial palace was in chaos, resembling a pigsty ransacked by bandits.
The daimyo of the Land of Fire collapsed onto the red carpet, his magnificent robe embroidered with gold thread now stained with spilled grape juice.
His round, fleshy face was completely bloodless as he clutched his throat, which was choking on a grape, and his eyes rolled back violently.
"Protect the lord! Protect our lord!"
Two sergeant-level Jonin a calm and collected aura, shot out from the shadows of the inner sanctum, gritting their teeth!
They gripped their Chakra daggers with both hands, suppressing the trembling in their legs, and stood firmly in front of the daimyo:
"You madman! Do you know where you are?!"
"Your Majesty is the supreme ruler of the nation. If you dare to step even half a step into the main hall, you are a traitor whose entire clan will be exterminated—"
"Noisy."
Kenya didn't even glance at them.
He strolled slowly forward in his flip-flops, casually removing the white jade pipe from his mouth.
Deep within his eyes, a dark red, Conqueror's Haki bolt flashed like a fine needle!
"Buzz!"
There were no Hand Seals, and no fluctuations of Ninjutsu.
A terrifying pressure, powerful enough to crush souls, slammed into the chests of the two enshrined Jonin like a sledgehammer!
"Puff--!"
The two Jonin, who considered themselves the strongest in the palace, couldn't even swing their swords an inch.
Blood gushed from all seven orifices at the same time, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with two thuds, instantly losing consciousness!
The few beautiful singers and civil officials who remained in the main hall were so frightened that they swallowed their screams and huddled behind the pillars, trembling.
Kenya stepped over the Jonin and walked to the limp Daimyo's side.
He neither drew his sword nor used his Chakra.
He simply stretched out his rough, large hand, as if lifting a fat goose out of a mud pit.
He easily grabbed the back of the man's golden python robe by the collar and lifted him off the ground!
He casually slapped Daming's chubby back hard!
"Cough--! Ugh!"
The daimyo suddenly spat out the rotten grape that had been stuck in his throat for so long, gasping for breath, before being casually tossed back onto the dragon throne by Kenya.
Kenya pulled over a large, carved chair made of Pure Gold.
He took a reverse stride and sat down heavily opposite the dragon throne.
With his hands resting on the back of the chair and his chin on his arms, he slowly exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
The smoke directly covered the daimyo's face, choking him and causing him to cough repeatedly, but he didn't dare to utter a single fart.
"Brother Daming, you've caught your breath?"
Kenya grinned, revealing his large, white teeth, and spoke in a gentle tone, as if he were chatting with an old neighbor.
"I heard that early this morning, you issued three imperial edicts, totaling twelve, in the capital?"
"They said I was all-powerful in Konoha, and they charged me with ten counts of treason?"
"They even said they'd deduct all the military funds from the entire village's ninjas and make me kneel shirtless at the palace gate for three days to beg for forgiveness?"
With each question Kenya asked, the fat on the daimyo's body would tremble violently.
"Thousand... Senju the Great... It's a misunderstanding! It's all a huge misunderstanding!"
The lord was drenched in cold sweat, which soaked through his robe, and his teeth chattered wildly.
"It's those old nobles who escaped from Konoha! They conspired to slander me!"
"I... I was blinded by greed and failed to notice!"
Facing a living Yama who could carry a hundred-meter-long log on one shoulder and smash through the palace.
The divine right of kings and the supreme authority of the emperor are all nonsense!
Survival is the only important thing!
"Misunderstand?"
Kenya chuckled and shook his head:
"I have always been a person who values civilization and reason the most."
"I heard that the civil officials of Daming Prefecture complained in court that the Black Iron Wood from our Iron Fist Heavy Industries was too expensive and suspected that its quality was substandard?"
Kenya stood up and patted the dust off his beach shorts:
"I've come all this way today carrying a hundred-meter-long main beam to pay you a visit, just to conduct a pressure test on your product."
"Let's go, let's go out and broaden our horizons."
Under Kenya's gaze, which held a half-smile.
The daimyo tumbled and crawled off the dragon throne, trembling as he followed Kenya, holding onto the door frame of the main hall and looking out.
In the very center of that huge white marble plaza outside.
The super Black Iron Wood beam, hundreds of meters long and five meters thick, and as black as ink, is straight and deeply embedded in the ground, standing majestically!
Dozens of Imperial Guards who had miraculously survived stood trembling around the perimeter, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Kenya, wearing flip-flops, wobbled over to the giant pillar.
He took a deep breath.
"Buzz--!"
Without holding back, the 50% of Garp's dormant strength and Armament Haki within him completely erupted in that instant!
A deep, pure black light instantly surged and spread from his arms!
Dark red, Conqueror's Haki bolts tore and leaped wildly between the muscle fibers like a raging dragon!
Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, whose eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets!
With his Kenya's arms, like iron chains forged by the gods, tightly embraced the solid pillar that was five meters thick!
His right knee slammed forward with tremendous force!
"Break it off for me!!"
A thunderous roar ripped through the heavens!
Absolute physical brute force, surpassing the limits of human cognition, erupted in that instant!
"Creak--! Crash! Rumble rumble rumble!!"
The world has lost its color!
That solid black iron beam, hundreds of meters long, was formed from the combined power of dozens of divine trees and was said to be able to withstand the impact of Tailed Beast Bomb.
Embraced by Kenya's iron arms, forged from flesh and blood.
It emitted a chilling, steely wail!
Then, at the central point of impact, he used his sheer physical strength to snap it in two on the spot!
"Boom!!"
The broken upper half of the solid wood, tens of meters long and weighing hundreds of tons, was swung by Kenya with one arm.
It slammed heavily onto the white marble steps in front of the main hall!
The entire staircase of the main hall shattered into dust on the spot!
The flying debris whistled past the daimyo's scalp, shattering his precious golden crown on the spot!
Kenya shook the unscathed black-gold skin on his hand, bit his pipe, turned around, and looked with a smile at the Land of Fire Daimyo who had already wet his pants beside the steps of the dragon throne.
Daimyo: Great Emperor! From now on, you're in charge of Konoha.