Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

The level of teamwork between Hidan and Kakuzu far exceeded his expectations.

Hidan, in particular, who previously seemed the most difficult troublemaker, is now like a chatterbox who has found a kindred spirit, answering every question.

"The Akatsuki?"

Hidan sat cross-legged on the ground, and even though he was tied up like a dumpling, it didn't affect his nonchalant attitude at all.

He curled his lip and said with a look of disdain, "Tch, my relationship with them is anything but harmonious."

Hidan spoke eloquently, showing no awareness whatsoever of his status as a prisoner.

"That organization is nothing but a bunch of misers who only know how to amass wealth!"

"What's all this talk about peace and changing the world? In the end, isn't it all about money?"

"They only managed to stir up one or two battles incidentally, which is incredibly boring! This is completely contrary to the doctrines I believe in!"

At this point, Hidan glared fiercely at Kakuzu, who was standing not far away, his voice filled with contempt.

"The kind of guy I despise the most is Kakuzu!"

"All they do all day is count money, nothing but gold coins. It's a complete blasphemy against life!"

"..."

Several veins bulged on Kakuzu's forehead instantly, and his hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched into a fist.

That bastard...

If it weren't for that Uchiha brat eyeing him menacingly, he would have rushed over right now, twisted Hidan's head off, and sewed his mouth shut!

But Sasuke glanced over at them, seemingly casually, while the suffocating pressure remained looming over them.

Kakuzu gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger, forcing himself to turn away and pretend he hadn't heard anything, sulking as he looked at the distant scenery.

Sasuke ignored the infighting between the two oddball partners. Although Hidan's words were full of personal emotions, they did reveal a lot of information about the internal workings of the Akatsuki organization.

Money-making... mercenaries...

It seems Orochimaru's intelligence was correct; the core purpose of this organization is far more complex than it appears on the surface.

Do you know the god I worship?

Hidan seemed to be getting carried away with his conversation, and suddenly leaned over, staring intently at Sasuke.

"That's what's truly interesting!"

"Compared to that boring Akatsuki, the teachings of the Evil God are the only truth in this world!"

He tried to promote his faith to Sasuke as if presenting a treasure.

"To feel pain, to create death—that is the essence of life!"

Sasuke frowned slightly as he looked at his manic appearance.

He recalled Hidan's series of bizarre attack methods from before.

"What you want to use on me is the Death Possession Blood?" Sasuke suddenly spoke, interrupting Hidan's preaching.

Hidan's voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Sasuke looked at him, his tone indifferent.

"They went to great lengths to attack me with that ridiculous weapon, just to inflict some damage that seemed insignificant."

"......!!!"

Hidan's eyes widened in shock.

"You..." His voice trembled slightly, "You actually knew about this too?!"

This technique is a closely guarded secret of the Evil God Cult; apart from him and a few others, almost no one knows the specific operating principles.

How could this kid know so much about everything when we've just met?!

"Could it be...?"

Hidan's shock quickly turned into a strange joy. He looked at Sasuke as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

"Are you also a follower of an evil god?!"

"..."

Sasuke's face darkened slightly.

Who would believe such nonsense?

He narrowed his eyes, his expression turning dangerous, and didn't answer Hidan's foolish question.

"I heard from intelligence that you are immortal because you are protected by that so-called evil god."

Sasuke's gaze swept over Hidan. "Is this real, or fake?"

"Of course it's true!"

Upon hearing this, Hidan immediately straightened his back, a proud expression on his face.

"The power bestowed by the evil god is quite formidable, isn't it!" He looked at Sasuke, a strange light flashing in his eyes. "Although my strength is very weak, I admit that."

"But with this ability, no one in this world can kill me!"

Hidan paused, his gaze falling on Sasuke, a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"So you're a monster like me..." he muttered, "My attacks couldn't even pierce your skin, not even scratch it."

"otherwise......"

Hidan grinned, his voice turning sinister, "So what if you're strong?"

"Just let me get a little blood, even just a drop..."

"You will die without a burial place!"

While these words were full of provocation, they did indeed reveal the terrifying nature of his ability.

The ability to disregard differences in strength as long as there is blood is indeed an extremely troublesome ability.

"An immortal body...?"

Aizen, who had remained silent until now, finally stepped forward slowly.

His voice was gentle: "Are you truly immortal?"

Hidan looked at the man in white. Although he sensed that this guy was also dangerous, his confidence in his own abilities made him fearless.

"Of course!"

Hidan raised his head high, his tone filled with absolute confidence in his own abilities.

"No matter what kind of attack it is, it will not kill me!"

"Even if it means cutting off your head, crushing your heart, or even cutting your body into pieces..."

"I will still live!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

A pale white blade flashed and disappeared in the air.

Hidan felt a sudden dizziness, and then he saw his headless body still bound by golden light ropes, kneeling in the same spot.

At the neck of that body, the smooth, mirror-like cut faced the sky.

There was no bloody scene of blood gushing out.

Aizen's hand, which had just completed the incantation and was about to be used to collect blood samples, hung in mid-air.

"...Why is there no blood?" Aizen looked at the dried cut, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The head that had rolled to the side on the ground finally came to its senses after a brief moment of confusion.

"Whoaaaaaahh ...

The head suddenly opened its mouth and let out a scream.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Hidan's head rolled wildly on the ground, tears streaming down his face, as he cursed loudly.

"I definitely won't die this way!"

"But it hurts! Damn it!"

He glared angrily at Aizen, his eyes bloodshot.

"Even if you want to conduct an experiment, could you at least tell me beforehand?! Let me be mentally prepared!"

"It really hurts so much! You pervert!"

Aizen ignored his curses.

He withdrew his hand, his palm slightly raised, creating an invisible force of attraction.

Hidan's head wobbled and flew into the air until it came to a stop when it was level with Aizen's line of sight.

Aizen carefully examined the head, which, even after leaving the body, was still full of life and could even shout curses.

Those eyes were full of the radiance of life, showing no sign of impending death.

"He's really still alive."

Aizen smiled with satisfaction. "The nerve and blood vessel connections have been severed, yet consciousness can still function independently..."

"This kind of immortality is indeed of great research value."

"Hey! Haven't you looked enough?!"

Hidan felt a chill run down his spine under Aizen's gaze, which was like that of someone looking at a lab rat, and couldn't help but roar.

"Put me back when you've had your fill!"

"My body is still over there!"

Although he was still cursing, Hidan's voice was noticeably less confident and less imposing when facing Aizen.

He had a feeling that this seemingly smiling man might be even more twisted than that Uchiha brat.

Sasuke sensed the aura emanating from him and seemed lost in thought.