The Tenseigan started from the Hyuga main family.

Of course, the prerequisite for casting this sealing technique is first and foremost defeating the caster of the Puppet Curse. Otherwise, if the opponent fights to the death, Kakashi's life will inevitably be in danger.

A burst of white light erupted, and the puppet curse pattern that had been hovering on Kakashi's forehead was drawn out of Kakashi's body little by little by the sealing power, eventually shattering and dissipating in the air.

The red light in his eyes gradually faded, allowing Kakashi to regain his senses.

"It seems your operation was successful, thank you."

Kakashi revealed a bright smile beneath his mask, then saw Hiruko lying on the ground ahead and walked over step by step.

"I could have absorbed you and become the complete form, so why did I fail..."

Feeling Kakashi's gaze, Hiruko was still filled with resentment.

"It's wrong to abandon others in order to make up for your own weaknesses and only think about becoming perfect yourself."

Kakashi looked at the extremely weak Hiruko and gave his answer directly.

"In the end, this is nothing more than the theory of those who are born strong. What's wrong with wanting to gain power in order to survive in the ninja world?"

Hiruko gathered his remaining strength and gripped Kakashi's arm tightly, ignoring Kakashi's words.

Hyuga Sawatatsu looked at Hiruko and inwardly agreed with his point of view.

Without the training camp to help him, he would probably only stay at the Jonin level for his entire life. With such strength, when faced with Pain's invasion of Konoha, the subsequent Fourth Shinobi World War, and even the descent of the God Tree, he would have to entrust his fate to Naruto, the prophesied son.

Knowing full well what kind of situation they would face in the future, it is only natural for people to spare no effort to improve their own strength.

Someone like Kakashi, brainwashed by the so-called Will of Fire, willing to sacrifice himself to save Konoha, is something Hyuga Zetsu could never do, nor would he be willing to do.

The fact that Minato Namikaze and his wife sacrificed themselves to seal the Nine-Tails, and how the higher-ups of Konoha treated Naruto, is enough to demonstrate the hypocrisy of the Will of Fire.

If a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth!

This is the normal way of thinking for the vast majority of people.

Ignoring Kakashi and Hiruko's final conversation, Hyuga Sawatatsu leaped up and entered Hiruko's lair.

found it!

Using the Byakugan's vision, Hyuga Sawatatsu quickly found a large pile of documents hidden in a secret place. These documents contained complete information and insights about how Hiruko developed the Oni-Garaku technique from scratch, starting from her time in Konoha.

For Hinata Zetsu, this was the biggest gain from this operation.

The corpse of Hiruko, who was just one step away from completing the Oni-Garara Technique, was also a valuable trophy.

However, by the time Hyuga Zetsu left Hiruko's lair, a new grave had appeared on Mount Sumeru.

The tomb of Bei Liu Hu.

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Half a day later, Mount Sumeru had completely returned to calm.

Just then, a huge vortex appeared, and a figure stepped out from it—it was none other than Uchiha Obito, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Are you sure there's still Black Zetsu's aura there?"

Obito closed his eyes and sensed for a long time, but still found nothing. Suddenly, he spoke.

"After sharing a body with me for so many years, I can still sense whether Black Zetsu is alive or dead."

White Zetsu emerged from the ground and pointed a finger into the air.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Seeing that White Zetsu was so certain, Obito changed the pattern of his Sharingan and directly unleashed Kamui, distorting the space in front of him.

puff!

A pool of black liquid, inhuman in shape, flowed out of the vortex and landed on the ground.

"Tsk tsk, what a sorry sight."

Bai Jue's voice was filled with schadenfreude.

"We should go, or those ninjas will come after us again, drawn by the scent."

A massive vortex emerged, engulfing the liquid formed by Black Zetsu and White Zetsu together, and the three figures quickly disappeared.

"We were a step too late..."

After a stick of incense had burned, a large amount of iron sand continued to gather, and the figure of the Wind Shadow Puppet appeared, accompanied by the voice of Hyuga Zechen.

"Never mind, at least we didn't dig up Biluhu's body."

He sighed at how long Black Zetsu was to live, as even a spatial storm couldn't kill him. But it was too late. Hyuga Zetsu could only manipulate the iron sand to envelop Hiruko's corpse and lift it to the ground.

Whether it's collecting data on Guiya Luo or using it as raw material for human puppets, everything must be used to its fullest potential; nothing can be wasted.

Chapter 169 A Talent of the Immortal Clan

Ding!

As the crisp sound of bells rang out, two figures dressed in Akatsuki uniforms walked quickly along a secluded path.

"How deep is this mountain? We've been walking for half an hour already, haven't we?"

Hidan, carrying a giant scythe, turned a corner and looked at the long staircase that seemed to reach straight into the clouds, and couldn't help but complain again.

"Hey, spare me! Are you still going to climb up there? How could a Jinchūriki possibly stay in a place like this?"

Kakuzu, who was walking ahead, looked at the map in his hand and spoke without turning his head.

"Ze's intelligence says that there are remnants of the Nine-Tails' chakra that once erupted on it, so let's verify it."

Finding that Hidan behind him was still standing still, Kakuzu had no choice but to use his trump card to defeat his opponent.

"Haven't you been complaining that you haven't been able to offer a proper sacrifice to the evil god for a long time in order to avoid being exposed? Once we reach our destination, we'll make sure you're satisfied."

Hearing Kakuzu put it this way, Hidan finally perked up.

"If you dare to lie to me, I'll lose my temper!"

Kakuzu smiled when he saw Hidan following him.

According to Kakuzu's hunting records, there were prey worth a bounty of 30 million ryo in the Fire Temple.

Since we are in the Land of Fire, we must get everything done before the Konoha reinforcements arrive and then evacuate in time.

Compared to the Kakuzu who used to always boast about "fighting the First Hokage," after witnessing the strength of Konoha ninjas such as Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Hyuga Sawatatsu, Kakuzu has become more cautious in his actions and is unwilling to let go of Hidan's help in order to save time.

"Isn't this a temple? Why would a Jinchūriki be in a place like this?"

Looking at the solemn and majestic temple before him, Hidan's words were full of doubt.

Before me stood a temple with blue tiles and red walls, and a huge plaque bearing the three characters "Fire Temple". On either side of the main gate stood two yakshas with ferocious faces and identical postures. The golden gate was tightly closed, but the sound of chanting scriptures could be heard coming from inside.

"Anyway, that's what the organization's intelligence says. And this isn't an ordinary temple."

Kakuzu walked briskly forward without stopping, his fist, adorned with the character "北" (North), clenched tightly, his skin gradually covered by black chakra.

Earth escape·Earth spear.

As Kakuzu threw a punch, it slammed heavily onto the gate of the Fire Temple, plunging the once peaceful temple into chaos.

"what happened?"

"Someone has broken through the iron barrier of the seal!"

"Go and report to Lord Jiraiya immediately!"

Amidst the chaos, Kakuzu and Hidan entered the Fire Temple, their conspicuous Akatsuki attire eliciting gasps of surprise.

As the most famous ninja temple in the Land of Fire, these monks are not the kind of people who shut themselves away and chant Buddhist scriptures. Moreover, now that the Akatsuki organization has repelled the joint attack of the four great ninja villages, its fearsome reputation in the ninja world has reached the point where even children would stop crying.

"All I saw were those who refused to convert to the heretical cult. This time, we'll be able to make up for all the sacrifices we've been making up for over a few months!"

Looking at the monks who were holding clubs and standing ready, Hidan leaped over the collapsed gate, a ferocious smile on his face.

"Among these people, there are no hearts worth keeping. I'm handing them all over to you, Hidan."

Kakuzu's gaze swept over the monks before him, and he shook his head in disappointment.

The monks from the Fire Temple in front of him didn't have high chakra levels. Even the leaders were only Chunin-level. Since their corpses couldn't be exchanged for money, they naturally couldn't arouse Kakuzu's interest.

Inside the main hall of the Fire Temple, there is a statue with a bird's head and a human body, sitting cross-legged.

"Intruder!"

The monks who entered the main hall to deliver the message shouted loudly, regarding a middle-aged monk beneath the statue as the hope of the Fire Temple.

"Who is it?"

This person is none other than Jiraiya, the abbot of the Fire Temple and one of the former Twelve Guardian Ninja.

"It is someone who understands."

I knew they would come.

Could it be that Kong's secret has been exposed?

Di Lu frowned and immediately stood up from the futon.

"Immediately release the communication ninja hawk to request reinforcements from Konoha. Then find Sora and escort him away immediately!"

After hearing Di Lu's instructions, the monk who delivered the message responded and was about to carry out Di Lu's order when he saw a dark shadow flash past in front of him.

"You won't have a chance to report this."

Hidan's voice came from outside the main hall, and then a giant three-section scythe, spanning seven or eight zhang, cut the monk in half before he could react, leaving him lying in a pool of blood.

"You...you deserve to die!"

With veins bulging, Jiro leaped out of the main hall and charged towards Hidan.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that many monks from the Fire Temple had already died under Hidan's scythe, which further fueled Jiraiya's anger.

"Ah, a highly respected monk has appeared."

Hidan tugged at his weapon, and the rope, which was clearly retractable, snapped back quickly, returning the blood-stained three-section scythe to Hidan's palms.

"Hidan, don't make him look too bad, I still need to exchange him for the bounty."

Upon hearing Kakuzu's request, Hidan turned his head slightly, his voice filled with displeasure.

"Hey, you're not using the leader's orders for personal gain, are you? You're just after this guy's bounty, aren't you? Treating a monk like that will send you to hell."