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"Buzz!"

As the field of vision locked, a black vortex door opened simultaneously.

"Finally found it...."

With a thud, most of the crystal in his abdomen shattered, like a broken string about to break, and he quietly fell to the ground.

"So, the seal has been broken now?"

After looking around and confirming the presence of a large amount of chakra overflowing and signs of battle, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The specific traces have indeed disappeared, but fortunately there are still some remaining traces.

It really is a sealing barrier...

Cixian thought to himself.

To revive something at its peak, the necessary tools must be flawless.

The instrument of the Cixian string is ultimately weak.

Even through the chakra of the "Karma" and the "Ten-Tails," they gained a long and immortal life.

However, he still needs to replenish his chakra daily to maintain his body.

The Ten-Tails' chakra is naturally the most perfect and best. Only by absorbing the chakra and allowing time for natural repair can this body gradually recover.

Absorbing one's own small Ten-Tails is never as fast as absorbing the Great Ten-Tails of the ninja world.

The tailed beasts that split off from the Great Ten-Tails each possess astonishing chakra.

"Being able to split the Divine Tree into Tailed Beasts is a really good idea..." Jigen murmured softly, composed himself, and strode forward.

Gradually, as he searched carefully, a particularly abrupt space appeared before him.

From a distance, it looks like a large, transparent bowl that has fallen from the sky, completely covering the area in front of it.

The chains sealed off almost every direction, and through the gaps in the chains, one could clearly see the Nine-Tailed Fox, bound hand and foot, baring its teeth.

"Should we prepare to seal it?" He touched his abdomen, feeling the fragments breaking apart inside.

It can hold on for a while longer. As long as it absorbs the tailed beast's chakra, it can last a little longer.

Once the "device" is taken away and returned to the space to recuperate, the plan will be complete...

Suddenly, Cixian's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

He slowly turned his head, a hint of violence flashing across his indifferent face.

In those dark eyes, it seemed as if a wild beast was lurking, gradually taking on a hunting stance.

The wedge-shaped state had long since faded, and he had returned to his original monk appearance.

But at this moment, his face grew increasingly pale, his brows furrowed into a knot, and the Roman prism mark on his chin, along with the distortion of his face, began to spread.

The next moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out, sounding both concerned and mocking.

"Are you sure you still want to open the wedge?" Qingjing leaned against the tree trunk, which conveniently shielded the barrier behind her.

The figure he had been searching for finally appeared before him, but Cixian felt little joy; instead, he became more cautious.

"Why are you here?" Cixian narrowed her eyes slightly, a strange look flashing across them.

However, the other person remained silent, simply staring back at him.

A pair of blue eyes that should have been full of vitality and sunshine had no color fluctuations, as calm and still as a deep pool.

"Damn it..." Cixian cursed inwardly as the patterns that had stopped spreading suddenly began to spread all over his body again.

Even with Amado's doubts and dissuasion in her ears, Cixian couldn't care less.

He's going to absorb chakra, and nobody can stop him!

"boom!"

A very faint muffled sound suddenly rang out in the woods.

Although it was extremely subtle, Jiraiya, who was always in a fighting state, keenly noticed it.

"Is it another erosion?"

Jiraiya raced through the forest, his eyes fixed on the source of the unusual noise.

"Perhaps," Aburame nodded slightly.

Glancing at the demoralized ninjas behind him, then at Jiraiya who looked preoccupied ahead, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Lord Jiraiya, I'll go. Whether it's the Eclipse or not, it needs to be dealt with. Besides, it might be one of that guy's subordinates..."

Hearing Aburame Shiki's casual words, Jiraiya fell silent for a moment, but he still nodded slightly, agreeing with Aburame Shiki's idea.

The already demoralized group split into two smaller teams and headed in different directions.

Not long after Aburame Shiki left, a Konoha ninja who had been following Jiraiya for who knows how long finally spoke up: "Lord Jiraiya, do you think what that guy said was true?"

Jiraiya glanced to the side and noticed that most of the people behind him shared the same question.

He even remembered the person who led the question.

This is Orochimaru's supporter, and one of those who support him becoming the Fourth Hokage.

Jiraiya paused for a moment, then said with feigned seriousness, "As a ninja, how can you believe what the enemy says? Let alone words meant to sow discord between the Hokage..."

"You must always remember that the guy who transformed into Sakumo-senpai and the Second Hokage is the enemy. He is the enemy who attacked Konoha."

"His words are mostly lies and cannot be entirely trusted."

Upon hearing this, the ninjas behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The unpredictable, ashen faces of the crowd gradually softened.

Jiraiya smiled at them, then turned away.

But the moment he turned his head away, his smile vanished.

His worries were written all over his face, which was covered with red lines and bumps.

Sometimes, Jiraiya wished he were a ninja of the Aburame clan, so he could always remain calm and unaffected by external events.

At the very least, become the protagonist of your own novel, decisive and without hesitation...

also.

But when faced with situations involving his friends, comrades, or brothers, he simply couldn't calm down.

Not to mention, the matter concerns the village, the Hokage, and an internal traitor.

"Knowing that the Nine-Tails is about to run into trouble, you still think you can pry information out of me? As expected of one of the 'Legendary Sannin'... Heh, as for attacking Konoha, you'll have to ask your Fourth Hokage..."

"If he hadn't led his team to offend our territory, perhaps things wouldn't have gotten so serious?"

"As a high-ranking member of Konoha, you should understand the crux of the matter, Jiraiya."

"What? You don't believe me? Haha... I can understand, after all, as the Hokage, he is great in your hearts to some extent."

"But what if I told you that the Hokage in your heart would make a deal with a demon for his own selfish desires?"

Why do you think he fell into a coma?

Lan lowered her eyes, as if she was suppressing a laugh, or perhaps she was pondering something.

"Because what he's pursuing is immortality..."

"To possess immortality is something that 'gods' can do, and Orochimaru is on the path to becoming a 'god,' while we have granted him immortality."

"The current series of changes are simply the result of time."

"Hehe, I've been too secretive. Whether you believe it or not, just go and see for yourselves. He might wake up soon..."

After he finished speaking, his body, like a clay sculpture, gradually broke free from its restraints and dissolved in place.

Jiraiya's mind gradually calmed down.

The figure that seized the opportunity to escape gradually blended into the slowly rising bushes ahead.

Is that guy's word credible?

Yes? No?

To say there was no such thing would be impossible for Jiraiya himself.

The barrier surrounding Konoha Village, the birth date of the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and the ability to trace the movements of the teacher and Danzo...

All of these matters are top secrets of Konoha Village...

No, it should be called top secret among top secrets.

Only a handful of high-ranking officials knew about it.

If someone were to leak the information...

Aside from those who are fighting desperately to repel the enemy, perhaps only the unconscious Orochimaru remains...

Snapped!

The sudden slap made Jiraiya wince in pain.

"Little Jiraiya, now is not the time to be flustered. Have you forgotten the most basic requirements for becoming a 'sage'?"

Standing to the side, Fukasaku looked at Jiraiya, who was deep in thought and extremely aggrieved, with a hint of disappointment. He lowered his voice and said urgently, "It's 'Shizuka'!"