Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

The man nodded mechanically and turned to walk towards the castle.

Shiraha followed behind, with Artoria, Robin, Unohana, Connor, and Violet following even further back.

Rangiku returned and, seeing this scene, raised an eyebrow but didn't ask anything; she simply silently followed the group.

The seven people put down the boy they had rescued and headed towards the magnificent golden castle in the very center of the Flower Capital.

The people on the street watched them, whispering and pointing, but no one dared to step forward.

Orochi's castle was even more luxurious than Shiraha had imagined.

From the outside, it is a typical Japanese castle, with white walls and black tiles, layered and magnificent.

But once inside, I discovered that the interior decoration was in a completely different style.

Gold leaf was everywhere, jewels were inlaid on the pillars, and the ceiling was covered with brightly colored ukiyo-e prints. The paintings did not depict landscapes or myths, but rather...

woman.

Women of all kinds, in all different poses.

Bai Yu's gaze swept over the murals, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What a tasteless fellow."

Rangiku gave a cold laugh.

Violet muttered something under her breath, her gaze sweeping over the decorations lining the corridor—the dolls, the statues, the paintings on the walls—all of them, without exception, filled with blatant, vulgar, and nauseating sexual innuendo.

Bai Yu offered no comment.

He simply followed the puppet man, through corridor after corridor, and through door after door.

They encountered several guards on the road. When the guards saw them, they were stunned for a moment, and then immediately drew their swords.

Bai Yu didn't even look at them. He simply flicked the air with his finger, and the guards were sent flying as if hit by a truck, crashing into the wall and losing consciousness.

They were not killed.

Not yet, at least not yet.

Finally, they arrived at a door at the deepest part of the castle.

The door was enormous, about three meters high, and carved with a huge multi-headed serpent whose eyes were rubies that gleamed eerily in the candlelight.

The puppet man stopped, turned around, and said in a hollow voice, "Right here, Lord Orochi is inside."

Bai Yu nodded, then looked at Rangiku.

Rangiku kicked open the three-meter-high door.

The sight inside the door made everyone pause.

A huge room, covered with thick tatami mats, surrounded by golden screens.

In the very center of the room sat a man.

A man who is... hard to describe.

He was wearing a crimson kimono embroidered with gold snake patterns.

But what's most striking is his hair.

His hair was dark purple, but there was a bright red tuft on top of his head, like a snake's forked tongue.

His eyes were small, and he was squinting as he looked at the women dancing in front of him.

The women wore thin, almost transparent kimonos, their faces bearing stiff smiles, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the shamisen.

There was no joy in their eyes, only fear.

The man watched them dance while drinking, a disgusting smile playing on his lips.

The sound of the door being kicked open made his smile freeze for a moment.

He turned his head and saw Bai Yu and his group.

Then his expression changed.

It wasn't because of anger.

It was because of fear.

Although Kurozumi Orochi was a tyrant, he was not a fool.

He knew that anyone who could move freely in his castle was no ordinary person.

"Who...who are you people?!"

His voice was shrill and piercing, like fingernails scratching a blackboard.

Bai Yu did not answer.

He first looked at the dancing women, then at the trembling servants peeking out from behind the screens, and finally fixed his gaze on Kurozumi Orochi.

"You're Kurozumi Orochi?"

His voice was calm, so calm that it didn't sound like he was addressing the ruler of a country.

Orochi's expression changed repeatedly as he slowly reached for his waist, where a short sword was tucked.

"I...I'm warning you...this is my territory...if you dare to lay a finger on me...Kaido won't let you get away with it..."

Bai Yu looked at him and suddenly smiled.

He walked up to the giant black serpent and looked down at him.

"I'm just here to tell you something."

Kurozumi Orochi's body was trembling, but he was still holding on, glaring at Shiraha.

"Starting today, your rules are no longer applicable."

Kurozumi Orochi's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Who do you think you are?! What gives you the right to order me around?!"

Bai Yu did not answer.

He simply extended a hand and gently placed it on the shoulder of the black charcoal serpent.

Then, Orochi sensed it.

An invisible, terrifying force, capable of crushing everything, emanated from that seemingly ordinary hand.

The black charcoal serpent's body was trembling violently.

The feeling of that hand on his shoulder wasn't like a human hand, but rather like a mountain pressing down on him.

His knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground, but a twisted sense of pride kept him standing.

"You...you think you can scare me like this?"

His voice trembled, but in his small eyes, besides fear, there was something even more dangerous: resentment.

"I, Kurozumi Orochi... have spent so many years... to climb to this position today!"

His voice grew louder and shrewder, and the muscles in his face began to contort and distort.

"Do you know what I went through all those years?! I crawled on my knees! I licked other people's shoes! I begged for mercy like a dog in front of those who looked down on me!"

His body began to swell.

Bai Yu withdrew his hand, took a step back, and watched quietly.

The black charcoal serpent's skin began to turn black, as if it had been tainted by some ancient power.

His neck split open, and one, two, three... one snake head after another emerged from his body, each with hideous scales and scarlet eyes.

His body continued to swell, bursting through the crimson kimono and transforming into a gigantic, scale-covered form.

Eight long necks extended from the torso, and eight snake heads swayed in mid-air, flicking their black tongues.

Yamata no Orochi.

The mythical monster, right now in the castle at the very heart of the Flower Capital, has opened its blood-red maw.

"I! Will! Not! Give up!"

The eight snake heads spoke simultaneously, their voices overlapping: "This is Wano Country! It's my country! You outsiders, what right do you have to tell me the rules need to be changed?!"

The black charcoal serpent's voice was filled with madness, and the eyes of all eight serpent heads burned with the same rage.

"I'm going to eat you all! Eat you all!!"

His men finally snapped out of their shock.

A man in black armor pulled a Den Den Mushi from his waist, dialed a number, and shouted into the Den Den Mushi: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack on the castle! Requesting backup! Requesting backup!"

He didn't finish his sentence because Violet appeared behind him without him noticing.

"No matter who you are, you're all dead! Lord Kaido will..."

"It's so noisy."

Artoria frowned and looked at Shiraha: "Should we stop them?"

Bai Yu shook his head.

"Need not."

He looked at the enormous eight-headed monster in front of him, and a slow smile curved his lips.

Chapter 202 Ten-Fist Sword

It wasn't anger, it wasn't tension, but a pure, heartfelt joy...

"Yama no Orochi..."

"There's a real sense of destiny about it."

Bai Yu spoke softly, and then his eyes changed.

The whites of his eyes were scarlet, and three black tomoe slowly rotated in his pupils. Then the tomoe joined together, forming a completely new and more complex pattern.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan.