Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

The blade of the Kusanagi sword erupted with an unprecedented dark blue light, as an unimaginably vast amount of spiritual energy gathered and compressed wildly!

"Cough cough!"

Orochimaru, having severed a part of his soul, was deathly pale, breathing heavily and his aura was extremely weak!

In the instant his aura fluctuated violently, 'White Fang's' scarlet eyes locked onto Orochimaru's location.

He slowly raised the broadsword in his left hand, and a deadly white light condensed once more!

呲! !

A white slash tore through the air, heading straight for the exposed Orochimaru.

"Damn it! If only I had a little more time..."

Orochimaru's face immediately darkened, but he still rushed out from the hidden rock wall without hesitation, forming hand seals in mid-air and biting his finger.

"Psychic art!"

Seeing the slash coming towards him, he slammed his palm on the ground and hissed, "Triple Rashomon!"

boom! boom! boom!

Three enormous doors rose from the ground with a deafening roar, standing imposingly between Orochimaru and the white slash!

On the red, green, and blue doors, ferocious demon faces with fangs bared are displayed, forming an indestructible defense!

Swish! !

The white slash struck the first Rashomon gate, and a piercing metallic cutting sound instantly rang out. The seemingly indestructible giant gate was cut open with a huge, smooth crack!

The white slash continued its momentum without stopping, piercing through the crack in the first gate and striking the second Rashomon!

clang! !

This time, it was a deafening clang of metal against metal, and dazzling sparks erupted from the surface of Rashomon.

The sharpness of the slash was slightly slowed, but it still tore the door apart! A terrifying dent appeared on the door with its edges curled up!

The power of the white slash was finally mostly exhausted, and the remaining sharpness landed on the last Rashomon!

Boom! !

A dull thud, like a heavy hammer striking a giant drum, shattered the white slash, and the surface of Rashomon was also covered with spiderweb-like cracks!

The "Triple Rashomon" successfully blocked the attack; however, these three gates also obscured Orochimaru's vision!

Unable to see the 'white teeth' behind the door, and unable to predict the other party's next move, he didn't hesitate to try to escape into the depths of the ruins!

However, he forgot one thing.

The monster's true strength lay not in its seemingly imposing power, but in its terrifying speed.

The moment Orochimaru turned around, a shadow filled with a chilling aura appeared behind him and enveloped him.

Orochimaru didn't even have time to react before he felt a chill on his waist, followed by a sharp pain that went deep into his bones!

A pale white bone blade sliced ​​through his waist and abdomen as easily as cutting tofu, cleaving him in two!

puff! !

Scalding hot blood gushed out from the cut like a fountain, instantly staining the ground red with fragments of broken internal organs!

Orochimaru's upper body slowly slid off his lower body and fell with a "plop" into the cold, muddy pool of blood. The scroll containing the secrets also fell out of his stomach.

'White Fang' stood beside Orochimaru's lower body, his scarlet eyes indifferently looking down at Orochimaru's upper body, which was still vomiting blood in the pool of blood.

It slowly raised its broadsword, the tip aimed at Orochimaru's head, ready to deliver the final blow and devour this powerful and delicious soul.

However, when it caught a glimpse of the scroll out of the corner of its eye and sensed that familiar aura, a faint crimson light flickered in its eyes, and the broadsword it was about to bring down suddenly stopped.

Orochimaru's consciousness began to blur, and his golden snake eyes gradually lost focus, but his left hand instinctively grabbed the scroll.

"So, I'm going to die? Just a little bit more, just a tiny bit more..."

Just then, Orochimaru's right hand, stained with blood and limply hanging in the pool of blood, yet still tightly gripping the Kusanagi sword, suddenly exerted force.

Suddenly, those golden snake eyes, which had previously lost focus, burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense light, a light that contained neither fear nor despair.

Only the gambler's ecstasy and frenzy when he turns the tide in a desperate situation!

"Ho... ho ho..."

Orochimaru let out a hoarse, broken laugh as he stared intently at his right hand, which was gripping the Kusanagi sword tightly.

The Kusanagi sword he was gripping tightly in his hand was undergoing a dramatic transformation!

The sword blade was no longer cold and metallic, but writhing and twisting violently like a living creature. The originally smooth grip at the hilt peeled away inch by inch like a snake shedding its skin, revealing the fine, cold snake scales underneath!

The shape of the entire sword changed rapidly. It was no longer straight, but resembled a snake, with the blade winding and twisting. Two tiny crystals, like snake eyes, appeared at the hilt!

It worked!

Finally succeeded!

This is the Zanpakuto!

Using Princess Tianxin and his soul as the catalyst, and countless 'virtual' souls as the fuel!

"Hahaha!!"

Orochimaru, feeling the tremor from the depths of his soul, feeling the resonant will emanating from the sword, followed his instincts, laughing wildly and shouting with his last breath:

"Plunder everything, Snake Princess!"

Chapter 186 Obito: Twice! Twice already! Isn't that enough?!

As Orochimaru shouted out the name of the serpentine sword, a cold and vast aura burst forth from it in an instant!

Until the sword completely transformed into a living, white giant snake and surged into Orochimaru's body!

puff!puff!

Countless nerve bundles, shimmering with blue light, surged out like tree roots from the severed opening in Orochimaru's upper body and abdomen, instantly disappearing into the cold, broken rock beneath him!

Boom! !

The instant those nerve bundles touched the ground, the entire ruins palace and even the underground rock strata of the whole island seemed to come alive and boil completely!

An unimaginably vast, invisible neural network spread wildly, instantly covering the underground of the ruins and extending into deeper and wider rock layers!

Crack! Boom!

Several bottomless cracks spread out like a spider web, and huge rock slabs arched up like the back of a giant beast, suddenly lifting Orochimaru's body out of the ground.

Without hesitation, 'White Fang' leaped out of the underground ruins from the broken ground and onto the surface.

Looking up, a giant rock serpent, entirely composed of the island's bedrock, bursts forth from the ground.

Its massive body, made of hard basalt, coiled and twisted, with its huge serpent head raised proudly, and two blue flames burning in its hollow eye sockets!

Orochimaru's tattered upper body was now atop the massive, mountain-like head of the coiled rock serpent.

"Such immense power, this is the feeling, hahahaha!"

Orochimaru looked at his hands and the rock snake beneath him, and let out a hoarse, maniacal laugh.

This is the "Snake Princess's" initial release ability.

The holder's spirit is materialized into detachable nerve bundles, which can bestow a 'soul' upon any matter they come into contact with, and make it an integral part of their body, allowing them to use it as if it were an extension of their own limb.

It is similar to "Immortal Technique: Inorganic Rebirth", but its power is several times stronger!

Not only inorganic matter, but if Orochimaru wanted, he could even touch the human body, touch his own or others' souls and change their shape, thereby achieving the effect of freely modifying the physical body!

"Everything in that scroll is true."

Orochimaru looked down at 'White Fang' but did not choose to attack him. Instead, he said coldly, "Tell me, is that Lord of the Void Realm still alive?"

He truly learned his lesson this time, and even though he had gained even greater power, he no longer looked down on the 'Void Realm' in the slightest.

He could sense that the power of his Zanpakuto could become even stronger.

He didn't want to be killed by the 'Hollow' mentioned in the scroll before he could even warm up his Zanpakuto.

Moreover, this 'Great Hollow' clearly had the chance to kill me, but chose to stop when it saw the scroll. Could it be...?

Faced with Orochimaru's questions and speculations, 'White Fang' simply gave him a deep look and said in a hoarse voice, "He has always been there, omnipresent."

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru's pupils paused slightly, then a smile spread across his lips. The giant rock serpent beneath him opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs made of rock, which also seemed to be smiling.

White Fang silently gripped another broadsword behind him, ready to unleash his full power, but was stopped by Orochimaru's words.

"Please give my regards to that being," he said. "Farewell."

Having said that, Orochimaru controlled the enormous rock snake and, without hesitation, turned and disappeared into the sea above the island.

Just kidding. The immense power he possesses now is all thanks to finding a tiny diary. Who knows how terrifying the diary's owner is?

Even the slightest chance of survival is unacceptable. To knowingly provoke such a powerful being who might still be alive is tantamount to courting death.

As for whether such desertion is shameful or not...

There's no one else here, and it's not shameful to submit to a being as powerful as a god.

The most important thing now is to return to the mainland, figure out the Zanpakuto's abilities, and gather intelligence.

He had a gut feeling.

During the time I was away, a lot must have happened.

But it doesn't matter.

Now that he possesses a Zanpakuto, he can do anything he wants, as long as he doesn't encounter the Five Kage or Hueco Mundo.

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In the past, the mist in Kirigakure was like a soft veil.

But today the thick fog is tinged with red, like a shroud descending.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, burnt smells, and dampness, creating a nauseating odor unique to the "Land of Blood Mist."

At this moment, the area in front of the Water Shadow Building has been turned into a bloody meat grinder!

"Kill! For the glory of the Kaguya clan!"

"You lackey of the Water Shadow! Die!"

"Hahaha! Kill! Kill! Kill! Die! Die! Die!"

The Kaguya clan ninjas were like raging beasts, their eyes bloodshot and fearless as they charged towards the defensive line formed by the Anbu and other Kirigakure ninjas!

They wielded various bone blades, bone spears, and bone spikes, each attack carrying a murderous intent to perish together with their opponent.

Ignoring defense, ignoring pain, and even ignoring the kunai and ninja sword piercing through his body!

All I ask is to tear open the enemy's throat with my bones and crush their trachea with my fangs before I fall!

Crazy! Absolutely crazy!

It was less of a rebellion and more of a suicidal charge.

The reason was simply that they could not tolerate the oppression of the Fourth Mizukage. This was the nature of the Kaguya clan, which was far more extreme and warlike than most Uchiha clan members.

Compared to the Kaguya clan's frenzied roars, the Hidden Mist ninjas opposite remained silent, their eyes beneath the ANBU masks cold as they silently slaughtered each other in the thick fog.

No matter how many of their comrades die, they remain unmoved, like emotionless killing machines.

The corpses of the Kaguya clan fell one after another like harvested wheat. Their proud Shikotsuki appeared so clumsy and fragile in front of the well-trained Kirigakure ANBU!

Debris was scattered everywhere, and blood stained the ground, forming a thick stream that flowed into the drainage ditch.

However, in this chaotic slaughterhouse, a figure moved like a ghost, stirring up a rain of blood wherever he went!

It was a small, thin figure, with long, gray hair stuck together in the blood mist, clinging to his blood-stained face.

He looked to be just over ten years old, his body so thin that a gust of wind could blow him over, but in his gray-white pupils there was no childlike innocence or fear, only a bottomless emptiness.

Without a doubt, it was Kimimaro.

His movements were swift and light, as if weightless; every dodge was perfectly timed, and every attack was precise and deadly.

Unlike the other members of his tribe, he did not wield his bone blade clumsily, because his body itself was the most perfect weapon!

Swish!