allendalepharm Chapter 114 Obito's Growing Uneasy!
Chapter 114 Obito's Growing Uneasy!
Chapter 114 Obito's Growing Uneasy!
Through Sara's body, Izumi River sensed the pulse of that immense power, guiding it, soothing it, and suppressing it.
The power of the dragon vein was too immense, so immense that even he, in his current state, could not swallow it whole.
He needs time; he needs to refine it in batches, consuming it little by little.
Now, he must first put the awakened behemoth back into its cage.
After confirming that the suppression was complete, Izumi raised his other hand and formed a hand seal with one hand.
Chakra condensed at his fingertips, transforming into intricate sealing techniques that extended from his hands and pressed onto the seal below.
The black lines spread out like living things, weaving into intricate patterns that layered over the gap in the seal.
The sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan, the seal left by Minato, plus his own improvements.
The three layers of techniques were superimposed to reseal the gap that he had forcibly torn open.
The purple light gradually dimmed. The dragon vein's low hum also subsided, like a soothed beast sinking back into a deep sleep.
The basement returned to its usual dimness, with only a faint glow remaining on the walls, making a last-ditch effort.
Izumikawa withdrew his hand and exhaled softly. He glanced down at Sarah.
Her breathing was steady, and her complexion was alright, though some fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and a few strands of hair clung to her cheeks.
He reached out and gently patted her shoulder, releasing some of the illusion's suppression and helping her recover from her half-awake state.
Sarah slowly opened her eyes, looking somewhat blankly at the newly closed seal in front of her, and then glanced back at Izumi River behind her.
Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
In those eyes, there was confusion, vigilance, and a deep-seated sense of powerlessness.
Izumi ignored her and turned to walk to the other side of the basement.
Yekura was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, waiting quietly.
Her gaze swept between Izumi and Sara, but she didn't ask any further questions.
"The refining of the dragon vein will stop here for now," Quanchuan told her. "It will take some time for this city to recover."
"Let the puppets continue cleaning; we'll stay here a little longer."
Ye Cang nodded, his gaze falling on the newly closed seal, then shifting to the busy skeleton puppets in the distance.
Their figures traverse every corner of the city, tirelessly moving, cleaning, and repairing.
"This city—" she asked softly, "what are you planning to do with it? Turn it into a second branch base?"
Izumi followed her gaze and glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He raised his hand and pointed to his left eye.
The Mangekyou Sharingan that was taken from Kakashi was now slowly rotating with a pattern resembling the Fuma Shuriken.
"Of course, we'll put them all away." His tone was calm, yet carried a certainty. "But before that, we need to clean and tidy it up thoroughly."
He had already informed Yekura about the eye techniques of this Mangekyou Sharingan.
Kamui Space!
That other-dimensional realm is now considered his for the taking.
The temporary halt to refining the dragon vein chakra is also to familiarize oneself with the control of spatial power.
Strength can be absorbed gradually, but control requires time to hone.
With his current level of spatial control, he can eventually carve out a portion of the Divine Might Space by leveraging the power of the Dragon Vein.
Independent, private, and belonging only to him. Unless Obito's Sharingan surpasses his in spatial abilities.
Otherwise, the other party would be unable to re-integrate that space, nor would they be able to reach it.
As Chinese people, who wouldn't want to have their own paradise?
The Divine Might Space has perfectly achieved this goal!
By harnessing the power of the dragon vein chakra, this entire city was placed in another dimension, making it both offensive and defensive, and impossible for anyone to defeat.
As for building another branch base?
Forget it, there aren't that many people we have. It's enough to just focus on building the Snow Country steadily.
"Let's go up there and take a look," Izumi said to Yokura.
He took a few steps, then suddenly stopped and looked back at Sarah, who was still standing there.
"Let's take her with us."
Ye Cang gave a soft "hmm" and his gaze fell on Sarah.
Sarah didn't struggle or speak. She knew she had no choice. She silently started walking and followed behind the two of them.
The sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty corridor as they walked one after the other toward the ground.
The skeletal puppets are still busy in every corner of the city, and this long-dormant ancient city is gradually awakening.
The three arrived on the ground, where the skeletal dragon was already lying on the ground waiting at the entrance, its stark white skeleton gleaming coldly in the dim light.
Izumi and Yekura remained calm, but Sara was startled by the enormous creature and paused slightly in her tracks.
Izumi glanced at her, her voice calm: "This is a puppet I created using my abilities. Now, you too have become my human puppet."
His gaze fell on the scarlet diamond-shaped mark between her eyebrows.
The Yin Seal had already been planted; from now on, everything she owned would no longer belong to her.
Sarah remained silent. In the past, she couldn't do anything, and now she still can't do anything.
The life that was once controlled is being replicated again, and everything seems unchanged.
Indeed, relying on others for salvation will also lead to being changed again by others.
Is this fate?
Perhaps, only by mastering power can one master one's own destiny?
Her eyes were vacant, her heart churning with emotions, but she silently followed behind Izumi and stepped into the body of the skeletal dragon.
With its bony wings unfurled, the dragon rose from the ground, carrying the three of them, once again soaring above the awakening city.
The entire city was laid out before them, with numerous puppets moving about and repairing things in the streets.
The chakra containing the power of Magnet Release allows them to manipulate sand grains and gradually restore the broken buildings.
Sarah looked at all this and felt that the false prosperity had reappeared.
Those once cheering subjects, those familiar streets and alleys, were all just a stage set by puppets.
Meanwhile, the skeletal golems below were even more abstract, scattered throughout the city like ants, moving in an orderly, disciplined, and tireless manner.
These images were reflected in Sarah's eyes one by one.
Is this power? The power to change everything?
Her fist clenched slightly inside her sleeve, unwilling to accept defeat.
Izumi glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up slightly. He could feel the resentment in her eyes.
He didn't say anything, but simply handed over control of the skeletal dragon to Ye Cang, gave a few instructions, and then sat down beside her, closing his eyes.
Perception spreads —
Obito's Mangekyou Sharingan was indeed powerful, directly creating an independent alternate dimension.
Nourished by the dragon vein chakra, the Kamui dimension has grown considerably, but it's still far from being able to contain an entire city.
With a pair of Sharingan eyes from the same source, he could not completely seize control of the Kamui dimension, so he could only cut it apart.
The largest area that was ultimately cut off was only half of the original space left to Obito. The increased portion did not belong to the other party at all.
"What a pity," Izumi sighed inwardly. "It can't be like marriage, where you take advantage of the other person and then leave them with nothing."
He continued to sense the space; within his perception range, he could freely move using divine power.
Within the field of vision, even if one is farsighted and can see something a kilometer away, one can still shift their focus as long as they can see it.
At the same time, the power of this left eye can distort objects within its field of vision, forcibly shifting targets and achieving a tearing effect.
However, this has a drawback: it can only distort and tear space if it is within the range that the left eye can see.
In a dimly lit underground space somewhere in the ninja world, Obito covered his right eye with one hand, his brows furrowed beneath his mask.
He could clearly sense that the anomalies in the Divine Might Space had stopped.
That ever-expanding, seemingly endless change has now completely subsided.
Space ceased to grow, boundaries ceased to shift, and everything returned to its former tranquility.
But this calm only made him more uneasy.
"Black Zetsu".
He called out softly, his voice not loud, but it echoed through the empty underground space.
On the wall, a pitcher plant slowly grew out.
The leaves unfurled, the vines stretched out, and finally transformed into half a human body, peering out from the wall.
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The pitcher plant's opening was slightly ajar, revealing its iconic yin-yang face, half black and half pure white, which looked particularly eerie in the flickering firelight.
"How's the investigation going?" Obito asked with a grim expression as he lowered his hand from his right eye.
The three-tomoe Sharingan eye that was exposed outside the mask was staring straight at Black Zetsu.
Black Zetsu shook his head, his voice low and hoarse: "I didn't find anything unusual about Kakashi. He seems to have been staying in Konoha's Anbu, carrying out his missions methodically without doing anything out of line."
Obito's brows furrowed even more.
"However—" Black Zetsu changed the subject, "A few days ago, he left Konoha, seemingly to carry out a mission with a distant objective."
"I followed him for a while and discovered that he was heading towards the former Land of Whirlpools."
"The Land of Whirlpools?"
Obito repeated coldly, his tone revealing obvious doubt.
The Land of Whirlpools, the homeland of the long-extinct Uzumaki clan, is now nothing but ruins and broken walls. What is Kakashi doing there?
"Uzushiogakure?" He pondered for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Wasn't it just ruins long ago?"
Black Zetsu didn't respond; it simply watched Obito quietly, awaiting further instructions.
In the underground space, the flames in the brazier flickered gently, casting flickering light and shadows on the two people.
Obito was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Keep an eye on it."
"There must be some changes in Kakashi that I don't know about. The expansion of the Kamui dimension didn't happen for no reason."
"Yes." Black Zetsu responded, and the pitcher plant slowly closed, its body beginning to merge back into the wall, disappearing quickly like ink drops into water.
Obito sat back down beside the stone platform, his right hand unconsciously pressing against his right eye again.
The Mangekyou Sharingan was calm as still water, but the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.
Land of Whirlpools — Kaka —
He pondered the two words repeatedly in his mind, trying to piece together some clues from them.
What could be in the ruins? The remains of the Uzumaki clan? Or—a contingency plan left behind by that person?
The flickering firelight reflected off his swirling mask, creating an interplay of light and shadow.