Cos Wuzan, was stabbed ten times by Heize at the beginning

Karin held her wrist to Sasuke's mouth: "Sasuke! Bite me!"

Sasuke's dark eyes swept over Karin before he walked toward Muzan: "I remember you know medical ninjutsu."

Muzan: "..."

His hand covered Sasuke's wound, and in a short while, Sasuke's seemingly gruesome external injury slowly healed.

After Sasuke's wounds healed, they left the spot.

And it was located at the epicenter of the explosion—in a huge, deep crater.

A complete head opened its eyes.

Deidara blinked: "Where is this?"

"I'm alive?"

Deidara's eyes rolled.

Only his eyeballs can move.

The flesh beneath the neck was writhing wildly.

Shoulders and chest grow at a visible rate, followed by hands and feet.

It took Deidara nearly half an hour to fully recover.

He stared incredulously at the two legs that had grown before his very eyes.

"How did you do that?"

Deidara's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

If that's the case, wouldn't he be able to use this move at will in the future?

"No."

A familiar voice appeared in Deidara's ears.

Deidara's pupils contracted, and he immediately looked to his side. He didn't know how long Azaki had been sitting there.

Ji stared at him calmly.

Deidara quickly realized: "Azami? You saved me?"

Before Ji Zhi could answer, he burst into laughter: "It seems you also consider me your eternal rival! You certainly wouldn't want to die without killing me yourself!"

Deidara suddenly felt a chill run through him and could no longer laugh.

Not only could he not laugh, but his body seemed to be out of his control as he knelt down in front of Ji Zhi.

Deidara's pupils constricted, and he couldn't even lift his head.

Standing before Ji Zhi, a sense of fear he couldn't control welled up inside him.

"Can't you tell?"

Ji patted Deidara's face.

Crackling.

"You are now an apostle of the Eternal Bliss Cult."

Thistle reminded Deidara.

【Ding! 】

[Scanning...]

Scan successful.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained Chakra Demon x1]

[Analyzing...]

[Analysis successful.]

[Chakra Demon Deidara's Ability Awakening - Blood Demon Art: Exploding Clay]

[Level determination in progress...]

Successful.

Deidara - Lower Moon Four

Deidara then realized that something seemed to have appeared in his mind.

Even though Ji Zhi slapped his cheek, he felt as if Ji Zhi's hand had struck deep into his brain.

He didn't say he wanted to join the Eternal Bliss Cult, did he?

On what basis does Ji act on his own initiative?

“If it weren’t for the God of Bliss, you would be dead by now.”

Before Deidara's body completely exploded, Azami injected demon blood into Deidara's body.

In order to give Deidara a chance to be resurrected, he cut off Deidara's head, preventing Deidara's head from turning to ashes along with his body.

Deidara stared in shock at the ground before him, unable to lift his head or control his body.

He discovered something even more terrifying: Ji Zhi could see what was going on in his head.

In response to Deidara's earlier question, Azami said, "You can still use that move in the future. As long as you cut off your own head before it explodes completely, you can regrow your body."

Deidara's dissatisfaction with joining the Eternal Bliss Cult vanished without a trace.

He's willing to do anything to showcase his art!

"Thistle!"

Deidara's breathing became rapid.

"You saw my move just now, didn't you!"

Deidara stared expectantly at Azami.

The burning gaze felt like it was burning two holes in Ji Zhi's body.

Ji nodded: "I saw it, and then what?"

Deidara stared at Azami in disbelief: "You..."

Shouldn't Ji Zhi praise his ultimate art?

Isn't his ultimate art breathtaking?

How can Ji Zhi be so calm?

"Can my ultimate art kill you?"

Deidara asked.

Ji Zhi: "I'm sorry, I can't."

He patted Deidara's head like a ball.

Ji's figure vanished into thin air.

Deidara is evil plush; you can't stay with Deidara for long.

"Thistle!"

Deidara stared at the suddenly vanished Azami, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Running away again!"

"We're all in the same church now!"

Chapter 515 The Third Shinobi World War? ??

The power of the dragon vein roared and surged before Ravenbeak's eyes like a living thing.

Time was torn into black cracks by the power of the dragon vein.

Countless cracks filled the area around the crow's beak.

The intense fluctuations in time acted like gravity, pulling the crow's beak toward different crevices.

Are the different cracks from different times?

Curiosity flashed through Crowbeak's mind.

He looked at the dark foundation beneath his feet and, just in case, left a chakra coordinate on the ground.

Although he can travel through space, dragon veins are related to time, so it's best to be cautious.

He doesn't have the ability to travel through time.

By leaving coordinates here, he can at least sense his own chakra and thus move.

Otherwise, he would be swept away by the spacetime turbulence, right?

Even though it's a clone, clones still need to live!

Otherwise, those two stubborn kids, Haku and Kimimaro, would really have waited outside until they died.

After leaving the coordinates, Ravenbeak reached out his hand toward the nearest time rift.

He didn't know where this time rift would lead, but it didn't matter which timeline it led to.

Food exists in every timeline.

As soon as Ravenbeak reached in, the powerful suction pulled him entirely into the crevice.

Crowbeak did not resist, and its figure quickly disappeared into the crack.

Crowbeak was plunged into darkness as his body continued to fall.

After an unknown amount of time, Crow's Beak finally saw the light.

However, the light was red.

To be more precise.

That is blood.

The crow-beaked creature flipped in the air and landed smoothly.

After landing, he finally had time to look around and see what time it was.

The first thing you see is a patch of bright red blood.

The not-yet-completely-coagulated, thick, black blood plasma was splattered like river water onto the cracked, brown earth.

The withered grass stems were completely soaked in blood, which pooled in the lower-lying areas, forming foul-smelling puddles.

The pungent, metallic smell around Crowbeak was so strong it almost overwhelmed his entire sense of smell.

Everywhere you look, there is this tragic scene.

There wasn't a single tree, not a trace of life.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

The crow beak wandered around.

After walking for so long, he had not found a single intact scene.

His only gain was seeing a few twisted trees with only charred branches remaining.

You could call it a trace of life!

These charred trees resembled menacing claws piercing the sky dyed red by the setting sun.

As his gaze swept over these marks, Crowbeak roughly guessed where he had come to.

--battlefield.

Moreover, it was a battlefield where ninjas had fought.

I just don't know which Shinobi World War this is.

Crowbeak pulled the blunted dagger from the charred tree trunk.

He examined the dagger in his hand carefully.