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Chapter 342 The Composure of an Old Artist from the Warring States Period

On the border of the Land of Demons, at an abandoned post station.

When Shisei Aburame landed, two people were already waiting there. Orochimaru was still the same as always, with pale skin, golden vertical pupils, and a smile that always played on his lips.

He was dressed in a black kimono with a purple rope tied around his waist, and his long hair was casually draped over his shoulders. He exuded an indescribable and eerie beauty.

The young man standing next to him surprised Aburame Shisei.

He was a teenager, with a blank expression, short brown hair, and wearing a dark green vest.

What's most striking is that, despite possessing a considerable amount of chakra, he appeared reserved and cautious in front of the two of them.

"A Wood Release boy?"

"Tenzo," Orochimaru corrected, a hint of pride in his voice, "but you can call him Kagami too. He's one of my proudest creations so far, and one of the few ninjas who can reliably use Wood Release."

Tianzang bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Zhicheng."

Aburame Shisei nodded, saying nothing more. Because of his involvement, the original work had already been completely altered.

Given Orochimaru's special ability to target children, it's understandable that he would kidnap Yamato.

"Did you bring the things?"

Orochimaru took two items out of his sleeve.

The first item was a summoning scroll with the words "Oni Spider" written in cinnabar on the cover. The handwriting was neat and clearly Orochimaru's.

The scroll emitted a faint chakra, indicating that a summoning had just been completed.

Orochimaru tossed the scroll over: "The spider-like summon you requested, earth-style, knows earth-style ninjutsu. I've already sealed the spider inside, and the contract is signed for you. You just need to drip your blood to bind it to you."

Aburame Shisei took the scroll, unfolded it, and glanced at it. The inside of the scroll was covered with densely packed sealing techniques, with a blood-red handprint in the center—Orochimaru's. Below it was a blank line, waiting for his signature.

"Thank you for your trouble."

"It's nothing."

Orochimaru then took out a second sealing scroll from his sleeve. "This is the skeleton of the first Tsuchigumo clan chief. You'd better be careful; when I found this, the local gravedigger almost mistook me for a tomb robber."

Aburame Shisei took the scroll, opened it, and casually placed the skeleton on the ground.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two, he took out a White Zetsu spore, injected chakra into it, and the spore quickly transformed into a White Zetsu.

The White Zetsu was born full of curiosity about the world, but before it could say more than a few words, it was sealed and bound and thrown onto the altar.

"Spiritual Summoning - Impure World Reincarnation." Aburame Shisei raised his hand and formed a hand seal.

The white spores rapidly expanded, eventually bursting open with a bang and turning into a pile of fragments. The paper-like fragments danced in the air, eventually coalescing into a complete human figure.

He was an extremely tall old man.

He was nearly two meters tall standing on the ground, with long, messy, gray-white hair, a face covered in wrinkles, and high cheekbones.

Orochimaru was overjoyed upon seeing this: "So this is what they call White Zetsu? It truly is a versatile sacrificial material."

It has to be said that Orochimaru was extremely envious of White Zetsu at this moment. This thing was a versatile ingredient, whether used for making medicine, sacrifices, or various rituals.

Just then, the old man opened his eyes, looked blankly at his hands, then looked around at his surroundings, and finally fixed his gaze on Aburame Shichen.

"What kind of technique is this...?"

"Impure World Reincarnation".

Aburame Shisei said, "I summoned the soul of the dead from the Pure Land and attached it to the offering, so that it could reappear in the world. Simply put, I have resurrected you."

The old man's eyes widened suddenly: "Resurrection?"

He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists tightly, and could clearly feel the almost inexhaustible power within his body.

"I was clearly dead... How is this possible? How could a younger generation have developed such exquisite techniques?"

Orochimaru chuckled softly from the side, but did not interrupt.

The old man raised his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Aburame Shisei and Orochimaru before finally settling back on Aburame Shisei.

The confusion in his eyes faded, replaced by scrutiny and vigilance.

"You resurrected me, what do you want?"

Aburame Zhicheng didn't mince words: "Angry Heaven. The Earth Spider Secret Technique you created."

The old man's brows furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened. It was the culmination of his life's work, a forbidden technique passed down through generations of the Earth Spider clan, which should not have been passed on to outsiders.

But at this moment, his body was controlled by this technique. He could clearly sense that if the man in front of him had a single thought, he would completely lose control of his body.

This feeling was awful, yet incredibly real.

Orochimaru added from the side, "Don't hesitate. Your clansmen have long been reduced to ashes. If we hadn't avenged you, we wouldn't have come looking for you."

The Earth Spider clan was wiped out...

The old man fell silent for a long time before sighing softly, "So be it. To be able to bring someone back from the dead, you younger generations are indeed quite capable. I can't bear to let this secret technique be lost, so I'll pass it on to you."

After all, a wise person knows when to yield, and his ability to be resurrected is thanks to the person in front of him; he should be grateful.

Aburame Zhicheng took out a huge black cloak from his storage scroll and handed it to the old man: "Put this on. From now on, you are my guard. No rush, you can talk as you travel."

The old man with the earth spider was quite surprised. Shouldn't such a secret technique be taught in a safe place?

How could they be so casual, as if they didn't care at all? They even allowed others to listen in, without any precautions whatsoever?

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately obeyed the arrangement, dictating the secret technique as he traveled.

"Rage Heaven is not a simple ninjutsu, but a secret technique that resonates one's own chakra with the earth."

The user must inject chakra into the earth's veins, drawing upon the energy deep within the earth's crust and releasing it as a devastating shockwave.

The larger the range, the greater the consumption. At full power, it's enough to destroy a city…”

As the earth spider slowly recounted his story, the group of four gradually approached the palace of the Demon King. The old man finished explaining the cultivation method of the wrathful heaven and also pointed out many precautions and cultivation details.

Of course, he never gave up on exploring the identities of those who resurrected him, but unfortunately, that kid Jia was too dense and didn't tell him anything.

However, he couldn't bring himself to ask Orochimaru and Shisei Aburame in front of them.

As is well known, as an elder from the Warring States period, he understood and valued the rules of hierarchy most, not because he was afraid to ask.

Only when Orochimaru saw his hesitant expression did he smile and say, "Your secret technique is nothing in front of Shicheng-kun; it only provides him with some ideas and saves him some time."