From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 206 Cixian's Psychotherapy - Part Two

Cixian, who had escaped from the reincarnation space back to reality, knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Thinking of what had just happened, even the thousand-year-old Otsutsuki Isshiki couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his heart filled with unknown fear.

What exactly is that greyish-white dragon?!

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's face was ashen, and a hint of fear flickered in his trembling pupils. He had been to so many planets, but he had never seen such a terrifying 'creature'.

biology?

No. That thing could never be a 'living being'!
Otsutsuki Isshiki bit his lip. The feeling that thing had given him just now was just like that of a god!
Ding dong~
Just as Ōtsutsuki Isshiki was still immersed in fear, a coin suddenly rolled past him.

The golden coin rolled a few times on the ground before finally stopping and landing steadily in front of me.

Staring at the coin, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki remained stunned for a long time before stiffly raising his head, only to see a nobleman dressed in magnificent clothes looking at him with pity.

At this moment, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki realized that he had failed to set a target in his haste and had been teleported to the Daimyo's castle.

On the wide, stone-paved street, a dense flow of people moved about, and around him, at least several dozen people, led by the nobleman, threw coins, banknotes, food, vegetable leaves and other things on the ground in front of him.

"Amitabha~"

The nobleman murmured something, then squatted down, supporting Otsutsuki Isshiki, and said sincerely, "Master, everyone has difficult times when traveling, but it's alright. I've been a Buddhist since I was a child. If you don't mind, I can host you for a few days."

"???"

It was only then that Otsutsuki Isshiki realized he was being mistaken for a beggar!
Whether it was because he felt slighted or because of his recent embarrassing behavior, he immediately became furious: "I'm not a beggar, and I haven't encountered any difficulties!"

Otsutsuki Isshiki's face contorted with rage. He forcefully shook off the young nobleman's hand that was about to help him up, his face as cold as ice. He stood up and was about to walk out of the crowd.

"Master, don't go!"

The young man was very strong and pulled him so hard that he stumbled.

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's forehead veins bulged, a violent thought surged into his mind, and he stared coldly at the noble youth: "Let go, I'll only say it once."

"Master, don't rush off! I've loved Buddhism since I was a child, and I've finally met a monk. Please grant my wish!" However, the young nobleman seemed oblivious, still gripping his arm as if to say, "You won't leave until you agree."

His name is Bikanna!
Otsutsuki Isshiki didn't bother with words, and with a wave of his hand, several black rods flew out.

The young nobleman was pierced directly by the black rod, and the immense force dragged him, pinning him hard to the other side of the street.

"Hmph, looking for death!"

Otsutsuki Isshiki sneered, and was about to leave when he was pulled back and stumbled.

"You bastard, are you looking for death?!"

In his rage, he turned around and found it was a little child looking at him with an innocent face, licking a lollipop as he said, "Uncle, you killed someone, you can't leave."

"Get out of my way!"

The savagery in Otsutsuki Isshiki's eyes intensified, and his uncontrollable killing intent led him to throw a punch.

Snapped!
The child's head was shattered like a watermelon, with blood and brain matter spilling all over the ground.

"Who else dares to stop me?!"

Otsutsuki Isshiki roared at the surrounding crowd, exuding extreme brutality, like a god of death.

"You killed someone, you're not allowed to leave!"

"Exactly! You think you can just walk away after killing someone? No way!"

"Everyone, charge! We can't let him get away!"

However, the onlookers were not afraid at all; on the contrary, they were enraged.

A surging crowd surged in, some grabbing weapons, others throwing things, and the entire street was in an uproar.

Blinded by rage, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki never expected that a bunch of ants would dare to provoke him. He slammed his right palm heavily on the ground and activated the eye technique of his left eye: "Since that's how it is, then you can all die, Sukuna Hikona—!"

Like a steel jungle, black rods pierced through the hard ground. Hundreds of people were caught off guard and had no time to dodge. The sharp black rods pierced their bodies, and they were hung high like strings of candied hawthorns.

The bustling street fell silent in an instant, leaving only a brutal and bloody scene.

Corpses pierced by black rods hung high in the air, their blood flowing down the rods like streams, filling the entire street and filling the air with a pungent odor.

"Damn ants, can you shut up now?"

After the carnage, Otsutsuki Isshiki enjoyed the tranquility, a satisfied smile on his face.

Gazing at the hanging corpses, stepping on the flowing blood, he took a deep breath. Even the pungent smell seemed refreshing, and the violent thoughts in his heart seemed to calm down considerably. Indeed, humans are just a bunch of noisy insects; they should all be eliminated!

After straightening his disheveled clothes, Otsutsuki Isshiki regained his composure and began to leave.

After all, such a big mess could easily cause a disturbance, and he doesn't plan to expose himself yet, especially before he has a clear understanding of the 'monster' that suddenly appeared in the reincarnation space.

However, just as he took half a step with his left foot, he suddenly felt his ankle being grabbed.

Otsutsuki Isshiki's expression changed slightly, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment. He had just killed everyone, so how could there still be anyone left?

He stiffly twisted his neck, his gaze slowly moving downwards.

Amidst the thick pool of blood and brain matter, the child, whose head had been blown off and only his body remained, grabbed the killer's ankle, seemingly unwilling to let him go.

"What on earth is this?!"

Otsutsuki Isshiki was greatly shocked and swung his hand, piercing the corpse with a black rod.

However, before he could process the shock, something even more bizarre and terrifying happened: those pierced by the black rods tore their bodies in half, and then, with only half of their bodies remaining, they supported each other in the pool of blood, relentlessly approaching him.

A pair of bloodshot eyes, filled with hatred and resentment, stared intently at the 'murderer'.

Thump thump thump.
Otsutsuki Isshiki instinctively took a few steps back, his face filled with horror: "What on earth is going on?!"

When a person is killed, they die; that's a law.

But now, this law seems to have broken down, and those who died from being pierced by the black rod are surging towards him like zombies.

"Get away from me! Don't come near me!"

In his terror, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki summoned a giant black box that crashed down from the sky.

boom! boom! boom!
The black box crashed to the ground like a meteorite, unleashing astonishing energy.

Visible shockwaves, layer upon layer like giant waves, engulfed the 'zombie' crowd, and the entire Daming City collapsed and was destroyed in an instant.

As Otsutsuki Isshiki flew into the air, he looked down at the completely destroyed city with lingering fear. Unusually, beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. The fear of the unknown was slowly eroding his heart.

It's not uncommon for the dead to come back to life.

But he had never seen a person whose head had been smashed open still be able to stand up and move around!
"Crush the corpses, let's see how you move then!"

Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's eyes turned sinister, and he let out a ferocious sneer: "Hmph, no matter how many tricks they have, they are still just a bunch of ants."

But the next second, the sky changed dramatically.

Thick, dark clouds rolled in, coiling overhead like pythons, and a thunderclap exploded at just the right moment, filling the sky and earth with thunderous roars.

A thick bolt of lightning, bursting with dazzling light, ripped through the clouds.

The clouds above continued to gather, forming a huge vortex of torrents, resembling an 'eye', while the eye of the storm in the center was 'vertical' in shape. Then, the center of the clouds was dyed with a fiery gold, as dazzling as molten lava.

This is the 'eye'!
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's pupils suddenly contracted sharply, experiencing fear from the very marrow of his bones for the first time in his life.

A desolate and ancient voice resounded deep within his heart.

"Are you looking for me?"

(End of this chapter)