I will use the ninja world to aid my cultivation of immortality.

Rather than doing that, we should become his strength and promote justice.

Tap tap tap.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached.

Large groups of jailers hurriedly arrived at both ends of the spiral staircase.

Naraku glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to the next level.

Just as Naraku was about to collide with the jailer coming from the next level, the jailer on the other side naturally made way for him, allowing Naraku to walk through calmly.

"Is there really no one here? What's going on?"

"The prisoners on the fourth basement level have also died. Will the same thing happen on the fifth or even the sixth basement level?"

"How terrifying! Could it be that besides the devil's invitation, a second eerie phenomenon is about to occur here?"

"Hiss... Stop talking, it's giving me goosebumps."

"."

The jailers who had passed by, including those who had blocked the stairwells to the fourth basement level, were completely unaware that the main character had just left right under their noses. They were all nervously guarding the stairwells.

He walked down the steps.

Naraku quickly arrived at the stairwell on the fifth basement floor.

There are already many jailers guarding this place.

Seeing this, Naraku remained calm.

hum! !

An invisible illusion enveloped them, and the jailers guarding the stairwell were all drawn into an even deeper illusion.

When Naraku approached, the jailers made way for him as if they were robots.

Naraku once again used his magic to suppress the prisoners on the fifth underground level, and began to absorb the energy of flesh and blood and the power of Devil Fruits.

During this process, the jailer, who was trapped in a deep illusion, did not react at all.

Even the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) installed nearby is the same.

Under the influence of the illusion, the image presented to the monitoring room by the Den Den Mushi remained unchanged from the scene before Naraku's arrival.

In other words, the prison guards were strictly guarding the stairwell, and nothing unusual happened.

A moment later, Naraku leisurely set off again, heading towards the Infinite Hell at the very bottom of Impel Down.

Tap tap tap.

Footsteps echoed in the spiral staircase.

Soon, Naraku turned a corner and saw a large number of jailers guarding a gate, as well as Magellan, the warden.

It is invisible to the eye and inaudible to the ear.

The echoing footsteps seemed to vanish into nothingness.

Even as Naraku walked up to Magellan, neither Magellan nor the numerous prison guards noticed his arrival, remaining on high alert and staring intently ahead.

He pulled his left hand out of his pocket.

Just as he passed by Magellan, Naraku casually raised his hand and pressed it against the other's abdomen.

The body shook.

Without a sound, a palm print suddenly appeared on Magellan's back.

The body bends over.

Magellan didn't even have a chance to react before his entire body was instantly shrunk into a ball of flesh by the magical power poured into him.

The magic flowed.

The fleshy ball quickly transformed into the essence of flesh and blood.

At the same time, the Venom-Venom Fruit was also sealed into a gem and thrown into Naraku's inner space.

He ignored the other jailers who were also caught in the illusion.

Naraku strolled leisurely to the tightly closed gate.

Without even raising a hand, the tightly closed door immediately opened inwards under the force of magic.

"What time is it now? It shouldn't be time to deliver the food yet, right?"

"Nobody's here? Did the wind push the door open?"

"Tch~ I thought a new person had arrived, but it turns out it was all for nothing."

"so boring!"

"."

The area inside the gate was dark.

At the same time, as the door opened, pairs of eyes slowly opened in the dimly lit space, seemingly casually glancing at the open door.

The dimly lit space is the infinite hell of the sixth level beneath Impel Down.

Upon discovering that no one had entered through the open door, many of the prisoners who had been interested immediately looked disappointed and turned their attention away.

But not everyone is like that.

Inside a cell deep inside, an elderly man with white hair looked puzzled, then his gaze suddenly sharpened as if he had discovered something.

boom! ! !

An overwhelming amount of Conqueror's Haki erupted from the white-haired old man, slamming fiercely towards the entrance area.

"Hey, why are you randomly unleashing Conqueror's Haki if there's nothing wrong with it?"

"Count Red, what's gotten into you today, old man? Have you been locked up for too long and can't take it anymore?"

"Hmph, it's just Conqueror's Haki, it's not like I don't have it."

"Haha, I'm bored anyway, so I'll play along with you."

"."

The white-haired old man's sudden release of Conqueror's Haki immediately alerted all the prisoners.

Some expressed dissatisfaction and rebuked, some made jokes, and others refused to back down.

Boom boom boom~~~

One after another, waves of domineering aura appeared, pressing down on the white-haired old man.

"A bunch of idiots, they didn't even notice someone came in!"

The white-haired old man—no, he should be called the Red Earl, Barolok Redfield—frowned as he faced the onslaught of Conqueror's Haki and immediately let out a disdainful snort.

Someone came in?

The Red Earl's words reached the ears of the other prisoners.

Those with quick minds immediately fixed their sharp gaze on the open door.

Boom boom boom~~~

More Conqueror's Haki appeared.

The prisoners, who were initially indifferent, became interested after hearing what the Red Earl said, and like the Red Earl, they applied their Conqueror's Haki towards the entrance area.

A series of Conqueror's Haki overlapped and alternated, working together in perfect harmony.

In an instant, the air in the area near the entrance became distorted.

It was like a bubble bursting.

In the blink of an eye, a figure slowly appeared at the previously empty entrance.

Papapapa

There was applause.

Having broken free from the illusion, Naraku clapped his hands lightly and looked around at the prisoners in the cells with an appreciative expression.

“Impressive. Compared to those wasteful scumbags on the upper levels who squander rice, you all truly deserve the treatment the World Government gave you by imprisoning you in the Infinite Hell.”

From the moment Naraku appeared, all the prisoners in the Infinite Hell were watching him intently.

Many of them looked quite grim.

After all, if it weren't for Count Red's reminder, these people wouldn't have noticed Naraku's arrival at all.

Chapter 361 A Cycle of Good and Bad!

"Dragon Slayer?"

A surprised cry rang out from one of the cells.

"Jinbe, do you know this guy?"

"Dragon Slayer? Is that this guy's title?"