vncnus Chapter 111 Strengthening the Dragon Vein!
Chapter 111 Strengthening the Dragon Vein!
Chapter 111 Strengthening the Dragon Vein!
The moment the dragon vein was unsealed, the immense power buried deep underground roared like an ancient beast being awakened.
A surge of chakra emanated from the seal cracks, creating visible ripples in the air, causing the entire building to tremble slightly.
This anomaly also affected Sara. Her consciousness, controlled by the Sharingan, was like a lake surface tossed with a pebble.
Ripples spread, and the lifeless eyes gradually regained their light, the pupils refocused, and a mixture of confusion and clarity flashed across them.
"What are you doing!?"
She saw the scene before her clearly, her voice filled with barely suppressed shock and anger.
The man was holding a ball of purple chakra in one hand; it was the power of the dragon vein, so dense it was almost liquefied.
The chakra pulsed and struggled in his palm, like a living thing being grasped.
He raised the ball of chakra high, lowered his head, and the purple light was drawn into his body through his mouth, with a faint ripple of light visible in his throat.
Sarah's face turned deathly pale. She didn't know who this person was, or what he wanted to do.
But she knew that the dragon vein was the foundation of Loulan, the last lifeblood of this land. He was consuming the dragon vein.
After she spoke, Izumi let out a soft exclamation, turned her head slightly, and looked over.
That crimson Sharingan was slowly turning at that moment.
The three magatama spun faster, joined together, and finally shattered and reformed, transforming into a pattern resembling the sword in the hand of the Wind Demon, slowly rotating on a scarlet background.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan!
Izumi stopped what he was doing. He clenched the remaining clump of dragon vein chakra in his palm, then raised his hand and swallowed it all with a gurgling sound in his throat.
A purple light flashed briefly in his throat before being completely swallowed up by the power within him.
He lightly covered his face with one hand, revealing only the slight upturn of his lips.
optimization--!
He whispered to himself, the dragon vein chakra being refined, absorbed, and integrated into his eyes and his meridians.
Every inch of his flesh and blood.
His chakra capacity was expanding, his pupil power was increasing, and the power from the depths of the earth's veins was becoming a part of him.
Slowly lowering his palm, Izumi turned around.
He was tall and imposing, while Sarah was petite and delicate, as he stood before her, looking down at her.
The aura carrying the remnants of chakra enveloped her like an invisible pressure.
A pair of heterochromatic eyes, scarlet and translucent white, were staring at her.
Sarah instinctively took a half step back, her right hand suddenly reaching into her bosom to grasp the kunai she always carried close to her body.
The cold metallic touch calmed her down a little, but her fingertips were still trembling slightly.
Izumi's gaze fell on her hands.
He didn't give her any time to react, reached out and unceremoniously snatched the kunai from her hand.
Sarah felt a sudden lightness on her wrist, and the kunai that had been with her for many years was now in the other person's hand.
Izumikawa held the kunai in his hand, examined it closely.
It was an ordinary kunai, with some wear on the blade and the handle worn smooth and shiny, clearly having been held for a long time.
A playful smile appeared on his lips as he shifted his gaze from the kunai back to Sarah's face.
"What am I doing?" His voice was unhurried, with a matter-of-fact composure. "Haven't you seen it all clearly already?"
He paused, then raised the kunai in his hand and waved it in front of her.
"But what do you want to do with this kunai?"
Sarah's gaze was fixed on the kunai, her weapon of self-defense and her last resort, which held immense significance for her.
She didn't answer, but bit her lip, her eyes filled with vigilance and anger.
When Minato used the seal, he also sealed the memories of everyone present.
Has Sarah's memory also been sealed away? Izumikawa doesn't know, nor does he care.
All he needed to know was that she posed no threat right now, and that Naruto couldn't possibly jump out of the ley lines to attack him.
Even if someone were to jump out, unless it's Boruto's Naruto, they wouldn't be a match for him.
Sarah did not give up. She felt her wrists being gripped tightly as if by an iron clamp, and she could not break free no matter how hard she tried.
Instead of waiting to die, she clenched her other hand into a fist and punched it towards Izumi's chest.
She was too short; her fist couldn't reach his face, so it only hit his chest with a dull thud.
Once, twice, three times.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy; for Izumi, it was no different from a tickle.
"That's really—a spoiled, pouting kind of resistance."
Izumi looked down at her, his heterochromatic eyes showing no anger or mockery, only a calm scrutiny.
The way she waved her fists was less like an attack and more like a small animal cornered and making its last struggle.
"As for the answer—" He leaned down slightly, closing the distance between them, his scarlet left eye meeting her gaze, "Let me see for myself."
Sarah felt a sharp pain in her wrist; he had increased the pressure. The pain made her instinctively raise her head, and her gaze met Izumi's eyes.
Against a crimson background, the pattern of the Fuma Shuriken is slowly rotating.
Her consciousness sank again!
Like falling into the deep sea, like sinking into quicksand, her vision gradually blurred, and the expression on her face changed from anger to confusion to emptiness, before finally returning to calm.
Her fists fell limply, and her body went limp. If Izumi Kawa hadn't been holding her wrist, she probably would have collapsed to the ground.
Yecang stood at the back, watching everything quietly without uttering a sound.
She was already used to Izumi's style of doing things; he never spoke much when it was time to act, and he never hesitated to use illusions when necessary.
Ok?
Have memories been sealed away as well?
Looking at the seal deep within the other person's consciousness, he did not rashly touch it.
Since it's sealed, there's no need to go through the trouble of breaking it.
Izumi released Sara's wrist, letting her lean softly against the wall.
He turned around and faced the unsealed dragon vein again.
Purple chakra continued to surge within the seal cracks, like spring water gushing from the depths of the earth, endlessly illuminating the entire basement in a deep and eerie light.
Izumikawa could clearly feel that this power of spacetime was constantly strengthening the [Kamui] in his left eye.
The perception of space becomes increasingly acute, as if the previously blurry vision has suddenly been wiped clean, and the manipulation of the Divine Might Space will likely become even more effortless.
At the same time, the white of his right eye was also subtly changing.
The change was not a visual improvement in clarity, but a deeper qualitative change.
In terms of controlling the puppets, they have become increasingly intelligent and autonomous.
In his perception, those skeletal puppets were no longer cold tools, but rather extended limbs, capable of understanding his more complex intentions, and even making their own judgments and executing certain commands.
"Spiritual communication techniques."
Izumi Kawa formed a hand seal, palms down, and slammed his hands down onto the ground.
In an instant, countless plumes of smoke exploded in the underground space, and white mist permeated every corner.
One after another, skeletal puppets emerged from the smoke, their bones stark white, their eye sockets hollow, standing silently in rows, like a long-dormant army being awakened anew.
Izumi gently covered his left Sharingan eye, while veins bulged around his right eye as he unleashed the full power of his Byakugan.
An invisible wave of chakra emanated from him, sweeping across the bodies of each puppet like ripples.
The skeletal puppets all shuddered.
Something seemed to be ignited in those empty eye sockets.
They slowly knelt down, their movements perfectly synchronized, heads bowed, as if paying homage to their king.
"Go." Izumi's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the senses of every puppet. "Clear the entire city."
"The broken puppet remains were collected, categorized, and piled up in a unified manner."
In silent response, the skeletal puppets stood up in unison, raised their hands in unison to bow to Izumi, and then turned and walked out of the building.
The skeletal feet made a soft, crackling sound as they stepped on the stone slabs, quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor and scattering into every corner of the city.
Izumikawa lowered his hand and turned to look at Yekura behind him.
"Ye Cang, get ready." His tone was calm, yet carried an unequivocal air of certainty. "I think we'll be staying here a little longer."
"Yes."
Ye Cang nodded in agreement, his gaze immediately falling on the corner of the wall, where Sarah lay unconscious and limp.
His body was pressed against the cold stone wall, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady. He was clearly still under the influence of the illusion and had not yet woken up.
"Is she... alright?" Yekura asked cryptically, but her meaning was clear.
After she left, there was no one to guard the place. If Sarah woke up in the middle of the night, would it affect Izumi's actions?
Izumi followed her gaze to Sarah, waved his hand, and said casually, as if dismissing a trivial matter: "It's alright."
"She poses no threat, and since her bloodline can control the dragon vein, I need her to help suppress it. I won't touch her."
He had just probed Sarah's memories; when Water Gate sealed the dragon vein, he also sealed the memories of everyone present.
She only remembered that a Konoha ninja had saved Loulan, but she knew nothing about who he was, what he had done, or how he had saved her.
His gaze fell on the discarded kunai on the ground.
That kunai was left behind by the Konoha ninja who saved her; that's all.
Ye Cang followed his gaze to the kunai, but didn't ask anything more.
She turned and walked out of the building, her footsteps fading into the distance.
The basement fell silent again, but the purple dragon vein chakra continued to surge within the seal crack, desperately trying to escape through it.
He stood there, the kaleidoscope in his left eye slowly rotating, using spatial power to suppress the dragon vein chakra, slowly absorbing and refining it.
The white of its right eye remained in a state of observation, taking in every corner of the entire city.
In the distance, the skeletal golems had already begun their work.
They moved rubble, cleared debris, and piled up broken puppet parts by category, their movements methodical and far more efficient than humans.
Izumi withdrew his gaze and faced the surging dragon vein again.
The purple light shone on his face, making his heterochromatic eyes shine even brighter.