Ninja Ice House

Chapter 596 Immortality

The story is too distant; let alone a thousand years ago, it felt somewhat unfamiliar even a year ago.

The Rinnegan is an innate power that is bound to the Sage of Six Paths.

Throughout the ninja world, a small number of clans claim to be descendants of the Sage of Six Paths, but in reality, most of them are just bragging; those with a little more self-respect claim to be heirs of the Sage of Six Paths or heirs of the Ninja Clan.

But I've never heard of any ninja clan possessing the Rinnegan, a bloodline limit.

If Jiraiya hadn't actually seen it, this kind of myth would probably have become just another story of misinformation and wouldn't have been believed.

Many bloodline limits disappeared from the ninja world after their entire clan was wiped out. Even Wood Release, a bloodline limit that can theoretically be mastered through training, has not appeared in public for several decades.

The Sharingan in the real world disappeared when the Uchiha clan was nearly wiped out.

The other powerful ninjas in the dream space who could be observed were shocked, while Orochimaru's eyes shone with boundless curiosity.

I originally thought that although there were many unknowns in this world, there were very few things that could bring "fun". I never expected that there would be such amazing things in the "dark side" of the ninja world.

"Daimyo and Kosugi, who are said to be living gods who guard the human world, could they really be descendants of the Six Paths bloodline?"

Faced with Orochimaru's eager questions, Kosugi Bokusui used Shinra Tensei to deflect the dense barrage of ninjutsu and ninja tools, maintaining an invincible protective shield. He then leisurely extended a hand, and a dark spatial rift instantly opened in front of him, opening beside Orochimaru. He reached out his palm, grabbed Orochimaru's neck, and twisted it sharply. Orochimaru's body, which had just recovered after expending a large amount of chakra, turned into a lump of mud once again.

"Yomi Hirasaka, this is the legendary Yin-Yang Release, a power that only gods can wield. What do you think?"

Without directly answering Orochimaru's question, Kosugi Bokusui stated naturally,

"Actually, it is incorrect to classify these abilities as ninjutsu. In essence, they cannot be called techniques, but rather the control and application of underlying rules."

When primitive people find radioactive mineral veins, they only use the fluorescent minerals as luminous pearls. However, civilizations that have mastered core technologies can extract them to generate electricity or create devastating nuclear bombs.

The difference between the so-called Yin-Yang Escape Technique and the Yin-Yang Five Elements Escape Technique is even greater than the difference between primitive tribes and modern civilization.

"So, this isn't some so-called technique at all, but... the truth that truly points to the mysteries of the world? Indeed, this is what I should be pursuing."

Cell transplantation, organ splicing, bloodline limit replication, cloning, and artificial humans may be amazing, but the difference between them and what Gu Shanbu Shui is showing now is just too great.

"You mean you want to study me?"

Orochimaru's thoughts are almost completely open and obvious; he doesn't try to hide them at all.

"Doubt my abilities? If you really are that Gushan Bushui, you should believe that if there is anyone in this world who can figure out these things, it must be me."

"It's not that I'm questioning your intelligence or ability, but... what gives you the right?"

Gu Shanbu Shui pressed on with great curiosity,

"Everyone has their own ambitions. I won't stop you from exploring the mysteries of the ninja world and the truth of the infinite universe. But what benefit would I get from cooperating with you to achieve your goals?"

After a pause, Gu Shanbu suggested with a hint of consideration:

"I'll give you one minute to convince me. If you can't, you can die. Even without you, there's another Orochimaru in the real world, who might be even better than you."

"Then why don't you use him?"

Kosugi Bokusui smiled without answering, offering no further hints, but instead waiting for Orochimaru (the real projection of the dream space) to give him a condition, so he could seize the last opportunity.

"What do you want... my submission, Orochimaru?"

Still no answer. Kosugi Boku once again flung out a tiny black dot, which gradually floated into the air. As it approached the entrance to the spacetime, gravity began to rise sharply. Orochimaru, who was standing among the messy rubble below, showed a rare look of anxiety in his eyes.

"The stance and direction... have changed, this is..."

Lighter objects began to fly into the sky, followed by pebbles, then the ground began to crack and loosen, and then large chunks were torn up, finally drifting towards the tiny black dot in the sky.

Powerful ninjutsu naturally has a powerful reason behind it.

On the battlefield of the Fourth Shinobi World War, Orochimaru witnessed the grandeur of the Iwa ninja's combined ninjutsu, the indestructible bloodline limit of the Third Tsuchikage—Dust Release: Particle Style—and also saw the unparalleled power of the Lava Release and Boil Release of the Four-Tails Jinchuriki, Rōshi, and the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han.

Ordinary people think that the upper limit of power is the low-level ninjas they can come into contact with. They have no idea how powerful the Five Kage really are, or what kind of world-destroying destructive power the Tailed Beasts and Jinchuriki possess.

Even so, those things are still conceivable, understandable, and manageable.

The person before them exuded immense pressure in their fighting stance, and every move they made could unleash powerful ninjutsu... If that truly falls under the category of jutsu, then even the legendary ancient gods were no more formidable.

"Gods... wait, the Sage of Six Paths... is he the same?"

Orochimaru suddenly realized something.

If we look at the issue from this perspective, many seemingly ethereal myths are actually realistic depictions of the truth, only later generations don't understand them.

Looking at the giant stone sphere in the sky, which was growing larger and rounder and floating in mid-air, Orochimaru suddenly remembered the conversation between Kosugi Bokusui and Namikaze Minato.

"That's... the moon? The goddess of the earth, the progenitor of chakra, the world-destroying war, the Sage of Six Paths founded the Ninja Sect, helped his two sons heal the wounds of the ninja world, and protected the ancients..."

If the war of gods looks like this... no, it should look like this, otherwise it would be too disgraceful to the name of "gods".

"Orochimaru-senpai, you have great potential, but the cage of Konoha Village has indeed bound you. Although it protected you when you were still vulnerable and gave you crucial guidance and support for your growth, it's just..."

Gu Shanbu Shui smiled and shook his head, saying:

"This level is still not enough. You are very capable, but if it takes you twenty or thirty years to catch up with my pace and provide substantial help, then it is meaningless."

"I... want to see what this world is really like, I don't want to waste time on so-called missions like ordinary ninjas. I... need time, I need... immortality!"