Konoha: Superman template, the spoiled brat becomes strong.

We suspect... that the influence of the will of the living has expanded.

"The will of a living person?" Bai Ye repeated the word, and the golden lines on his palm suddenly twitched, as if something had gently pulled them.

As he lowered his eyes, he happened to see Onoki's fingertips trace very shallow rock patterns on the stone table—the beginning of the Land of Earth's secret language, the content of which seemed to be related to being wary of outsiders.

"Gentlemen." The Fourth Raikage, A, spoke first, his voice like rolling thunder, making the teacups on the stone table vibrate. The death of the Fire Country Daimyo was only the beginning.

Those stone slabs could manipulate people's hearts, causing the daimyo to distrust each other and ultimately dragging the entire ninja world into war.

My opinion is clear: unite the Five Kage and completely destroy all the stone tablets!

"Naive." Onoki's voice was like sandpaper scraping, and his gaze under his straw hat suddenly sharpened. Three years ago, the stone slabs of Kirigakure were destroyed, and what was the result?

The younger brother of the Water Shadow still raised his sword to strike his own brother—because the will in his mind had long been engraved into his soul.

The real threat isn't the stone tablet, but the person who orchestrated all of this. His withered finger suddenly pointed at Bai Ye, like this Mr. Bai, who suddenly appeared in the Land of Fire, and then suddenly appeared in the Sand Village... You say you were just passing by?

The temperature in the venue dropped sharply.

Byakuya could feel the scrutinizing gaze from Raikage and noticed that Ebizo's hand was already on the scroll.

He didn't move, but stared into Onoki's cloudy eyes: The Tsuchikage is asking if I have any connection with the person who killed the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.

It's not a question of whether it exists or not, it's a question of whether it is true or not. The rock patterns of Ōnoki spread across the stone table. When the daimyo of the Land of Fire died, he had the same mark on his chest as you do.

This statement is like a knife, precisely cutting through all pretense.

Bai Ye subconsciously touched his chest, where the mark was now tinged with dark red, like a wound that had been punctured.

He recalled the last scene before he fell into a coma: the fire daimyo's wide-open eyes reflected his own face, and a blood-stained kunai appeared in his palm without him noticing.

"That was a frame-up." Chiyo suddenly interjected, her bronze bell jingling softly in her sleeve. "I checked Byakuya's chakra, and it's completely different from what was left at the scene in the Land of Fire."

The real culprit... used some forbidden technique called Shadow Clone, and the imitation was too perfect.

Shadow Clone? The Raikage's electric arcs suddenly surged; could it be Kisame from Kirigakure?

No, that guy was... last year

"Quiet down!" Bai Ye suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

He stood up, the stone chair dragging on the ground with a harsh sound. Whether it was the stone slab or the murderer, they all had only one purpose—to split the ninja world and make us kill each other.

While you're arguing about who's right and who's wrong, your real enemy might be watching the show with amusement.

The room fell into dead silence.

The lightning arcs from Raikage slowly dissipated. He stared at Bai Ye and suddenly grinned: "Interesting. You're more clear-headed than those old foxes."

Tell me, what are your plans?

Wait. Bai Ye's voice was like an icicle, waiting for the real enemy to jump out on their own.

Before he could finish speaking, laughter suddenly came from outside the stone hall.

The laughter, like the turning of rusty gears, carried an indescribable eeriness: what a brilliant strategy of using stillness to control movement, but unfortunately, it was twenty years too late.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

The stone door to the stone hall had been pushed open at some point, and a man dressed in a black robe with red cloud patterns stood in the moonlight.

His face was thin, with a bandage wrapped around his left eye and an eerie purple light emanating from his right eye—it was the face of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, but he was colder and more like a manipulated puppet than described in historical records.

Chapter 565 The intelligence gained at the cost of lives cannot be wasted.

"Messenger of Destiny... Chiyo's bell suddenly rang urgently. Didn't you die in the Valley of the End?"

Death is merely another beginning. The man raised the stone slab fragment in his hand, a dark red light creeping along its veins throughout the stone hall. "You think destroying the stone slab will stop me?"

Look at your feet.

Bai Ye looked down and realized that the stone hall floor was covered with golden runes at some point.

The moment the runes lit up, he felt an invisible thread binding his soul, and the next second he was pulled into darkness.

When Bai Ye regained consciousness, she found herself standing in a void.

The surrounding area was filled with flowing purple light and mist. Raikage, Tsuchikage, Chiyo, and Ebizo stood not far away, their expressions bewildered.

The Messenger of Destiny hovered in mid-air, the stone slab fragments spinning in his palm. With each rotation, scenes of daimyo from various countries slaughtering each other appeared in the mist of light: the daimyo of the Land of Wind was pierced in the throat by a poisoned arrow, the daimyo of the Land of Water drowned in his own bath, and the daimyo of the Land of Lightning... even raised a kunai to stab the Raikage!

This is... a consciousness space? Ebizo trembled as he reached for the scroll at his waist, only to find that he couldn't use any chakra at all.

That's right. The voice of the Messenger of Destiny echoed in the space. This is a node of the Ninja World's consciousness network. Every thought of yours will be amplified, recorded, and... used. His gaze swept over Bai Ye, especially on you, the boy with the Living Man's Seal.

Your will is the purest, making you the most suitable vessel for a new vessel.

Bai Ye's bone wings suddenly unfurled behind him, only to find that the black flames on the bone blades had just begun to rise before extinguishing.

He then realized with alarm that his chakra was being swallowed up by the space, like a water bag that had leaked out.

"Hold hands, everyone!" the Raikage suddenly roared. His chakra barrier lit up around everyone, and arcs of electricity crackled against the spatial barrier. This hellish place was most afraid of concentrated will!

Bai Ye, take them away!

Are you crazy? Onoki's Earth Release armor is forming on his body; this barrier will only last for three minutes at most!

"Then let them find the real core in these three minutes!" Cold sweat beaded on the Raikage's forehead, and cracks had appeared on the barrier. "Byakuya, you said before that the real enemy would emerge on its own—now it's right here at the abandoned altar in Iwagakure!"

There lies the source of the stone slabs; go and destroy them!

"Ah!" Chiyo's bell rang with a sob in her voice.

"Go!" Raikage's barrier suddenly shattered, and purple light mist surged in like a tide.

Byakuya gritted his teeth and dragged Ebizo and Onoki toward the spatial rift.

In his last glance, he saw the Raikage make a three-pointer gesture at him before being engulfed by the light mist—a secret signal that the Hidden Cloud Village must survive.

When consciousness returned to his body, Byakuya found himself kneeling on the ground of the secret meeting place in Sunagakure.

Outside the stone hall, moonlight shone on the unfolded map of the ninja world.

In the center of the map, the location of Iwagakure Village suddenly lit up with a red dot, like a drop of fresh blood.

"Hidden Rock... Abandoned Altar..." Bai Ye murmured repeatedly, the golden lines on his palm shining brightly, as if guiding the way.

He looked up at the window. The sky before dawn was tinged with the pale light of fish's belly, and the whistling of carrier pigeons could be heard in the distance—a warning signal from Sunagakure.

It's time to set off. Ebizo withdrew his hand from the scroll; the information the Raikage had risked his life for couldn't be wasted.

Chiyo took out a bronze bell and shook it gently.

This time, the bell rang more heavily than ever before, as if bidding farewell to something: the altar held the secrets of the Second Hokage, and also the source of the will of the living.

White Night, the answer you're looking for... might be right there.

Bai Ye stood up, the mark on his chest and the lines on his palms burning hot at the same time.

As he walked toward the entrance of the stone hall, he heard Onoki mutter behind him: I know that place... the forbidden place where Iwagakure used human sacrifices three hundred years ago.

The moment the door was pushed open, the morning breeze ruffled the hem of his clothes.

In the distance, a very faint smell of burning wafted from the direction of Iwagakure (Hidden Rock Village), like a signal that some ancient ritual was about to begin.

Chapter 566 Slipknot

The abandoned altar of Iwagakure Village is located deep in the Broken Dragon Valley. When Bai Ye and his group arrived, the morning mist was rising along the cracks in the valley, enveloping the broken stone altar in a gray shadow.

Onoki's chakra senses were the first to detect the anomaly—a layer of sticky chakra was floating in the valley, which should have been empty, like a rotting spider web stuck to his skin.

A barrier. Chiyo's bronze bell suddenly felt so heavy that her wrist ached. Dark purple patterns appeared on the bell's surface, a variant of Yin-Yang Release, nurtured by human blood sacrifice. She looked up at the top of the stone altar, where the Iwagakure village emblem was originally engraved, but now it was covered with serpentine runes, gleaming with an eerie blue light in the mist.

Bai Ye didn't speak; the golden lines on his palm were spreading along his arm toward his shoulder.

He remembered that three years ago in the forbidden area of ​​Konoha, the First Hokage's sealing technique fragments mentioned this kind of slipknot—using the caster's life force as a guide to twist natural energy into a physical barrier.

He had used his bone wings to simulate the First Hokage's Wood Release chakra fluctuations in order to save Tsunade who was sealed away, and he never expected to have to use them again today.

"Step back." He gave a low shout, and the bone wings on his back suddenly unfolded.

The wings, made of white phosphorescent bone, were originally snow-white, but now they shimmered with a golden luster, and every bone feather was trembling, emitting a buzzing sound similar to the low roar of a thunder beast.

The power of the Thunder Resonance spread along the bone wings, frantically drawing away the electrical ions in the air and forming tiny arcs of electricity around him.

The first generation's sealing technique... was chakra frequency! Ebizo's eyes suddenly widened.

He had seen the First Hokage use Wood Release to suppress the Tailed Beasts. That enormous chakra was never about quantity, but rather about the rhythm that resonated with nature.

The rhythm of Bai Ye's bone wings trembling at this moment was exactly the same as the chakra fluctuations when the First Hokage formed hand seals in his memory.

The barrier emitted a shriek the moment it came into contact with the bone wings.

The once translucent barrier now revealed countless faces, all of them the villagers of Iwagakure who were sacrificed three hundred years ago. Their mouths were wide open, but they could not make a sound. Only tears of blood dripped down their cheeks and onto the ground, accumulating into dark red puddles in the cracks of the rocks.

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and pushed the Thunder Resonance to its peak. The electric arc at the tip of the bone wings suddenly surged three feet, like two golden blades slicing through the barrier. With a crisp crack, the barrier split open with spiderweb-like patterns, revealing the scene inside the altar.

Nine black stone pillars stood in the center of the altar, each with a rusty kunai stuck in it, and the base of the pillars was covered with blurred incantations.

On the central stone platform, a man dressed in a dark-patterned robe stood with his hands behind his back.

His face was shrouded in shadow, except for his eyes, which gleamed with a cold, iron-like light. He was the chosen one they had been searching for.

Beside him stood a figure wearing a straw hat with cloud patterns from Sunagakure.

When the person looked up, Bai Ye's pupils shrank sharply—it was the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa!

His skin was an unnatural bluish-gray, and there was a hideous scar on his left eye, the wound from when Gaara lost control of his Tailed Beast Ball.

But at this moment, the scar was glowing with a ghostly blue light, as if it had been forcibly stitched up by some kind of secret technique.

They arrived a quarter of an hour earlier than I expected. The messenger's voice was like the scraping of stone, but it didn't matter; the show had to be played out eventually. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the nine black stone pillars suddenly burst forth with dazzling purple light. Countless rune threads shot out from the base of the pillars, weaving into a large net above the altar.

The silk threads were covered with black and white patterns unique to Yin-Yang Release, which was the Yin-Yang Twin Array that Byakuya had seen in the ruins of Sunagakure.

So you're planning to turn the entire altar into a reincarnation array. Bai Ye took a half step back, his bone wings slowly retracting. Using the chakra of living people as a sacrifice, he infused the Second Hokage's will... or rather, his own will, into the entire ninja world?

A cold smile curled at the corner of the messenger's mouth: You're only half right.

The will of the living is not a slogan, nor is it something to be passed down; it needs a vessel. He pointed his finger at Rasa, looking at this Kazekage. Back then, in order to control the Tailed Beasts, he used his own son as a vessel; now, in order to be resurrected, he kneels before me and swears allegiance.

The so-called daimyo and kage-level are essentially vessels of greed—and what I want to do is give these vessels a more noble master.

Luo Sha suddenly let out a low growl, his right hand pressed against his chest, where the same dark patterns as those on the robes of the Messenger of Destiny appeared. "You promised me that as long as I obtained the core tablet, I could be truly resurrected!" His voice echoed twice, as if two souls were vying for control of his vocal cords.

"Don't rush." ​​The Messenger of Destiny turned his gaze back to Bai Ye. "Let's deal with your troubles first." As he finished speaking, the runic net began to contract, and the threads coiled around Bai Ye's limbs like serpents.

Bai Ye drew a kunai from his waist with a backhand, only to find that the kunai was corroded and a gap was made as soon as it touched the thread—it was not chakra at all, but some kind of cursed power that could devour energy.

Lightning Release: Thousand Birds Sharp Spear! He shouted, and blue lightning gathered in his palm.

But when the lightning touched the threads, the purple patterns suddenly surged, actually absorbing the energy of the Thousand Birds.

Chapter 567 Proof of Selection

Bai Ye felt a surge of blood and qi, and only then did he realize that at the other end of the rune network, nine black stone pillars were drawing his chakra!

The first generation's sealing technique could break the barrier, but it couldn't break my reincarnation array. The messenger's voice was filled with excitement: "Your bone wings and your lightning release are perfect sacrifices."

Once I crush you and these remnants of Kage-level souls together, I will obtain... the true will of a living person.

Cold sweat beaded on Bai Ye's forehead.

He could feel his chakra draining out through his skin that was in contact with the silk threads, and the rate was increasing.

But at that moment, he noticed that the runic threads trembled slightly when they touched the bone wings—not out of repulsion, but out of resonance!

He suddenly remembered what Chiyo had said: "The bone wings were created by sacrificing your own life, and they are engraved with your purest will."

"So that's how it is!" He chuckled softly, and the bone wings on his back unfolded once more.

This time, the golden patterns on the surface of the bone wings no longer emitted light passively, but actively emitted golden light streams that flowed back along the contact lines.

The moment the rune threads were touched by the light stream, they immediately curled and broke like a spider web being burned.

For the first time, the messenger's pupils flickered: This is impossible... Your chakra frequency is clearly Lightning Release, how could it be...

Because I am alive. Bai Ye's voice was resolute and unwavering. Living people feel fear and may shrink back, but they can also unleash unexpected power to protect what is important. He flapped his wings suddenly, and the shockwave from his bone wings shattered all the remaining threads.

The golden light surged toward the Messenger of Destiny like a torrent. The latter hurriedly formed hand seals, but the light suddenly changed direction the moment it touched him, precisely severing his connection with the nine black stone pillars.

"You!" The Messenger of Destiny staggered backward, blood seeping from his right hand beneath his robe—his chakra connection had been completely severed.