Starting with rogue ninjas, building the insect kingdom.

Chapter 376 Umibozu's Resurrection

He struggled desperately, his violent chakra erupting continuously. Each time he managed to scatter some of the insects, but more insects would immediately fill the gaps, endlessly and without ceasing.

"Lord Mizukage!"

The surviving Kirigakure ninja wanted to provide assistance, but they were in dire straits themselves. The swarm of insects had already divided and surrounded them, and anyone who dared to make a rash move would be devoured in an instant.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, but in reality, it took less than a second for Yagura's struggles to weaken.

Eventually, the swarm dispersed.

The sea was empty, with only a weapon slowly sinking to the bottom.

The Fourth Mizukage, Yagura, didn't even leave behind a body.

"What a joke... I'm the Mizukage..."

Yagura's soul drifted away from his body and fell towards the Pure Land.

He was in a daze, but he still couldn't accept the fact that he could be cleaned up like a small fry.

They didn't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes, and just like that, just like that, there was no trace of their remains.

His unwillingness to accept defeat allowed his soul to retain a sliver of will even after death.

But sometimes it's better to be completely asleep, because he saw how he ascended to heaven, and how, before he left the human world, he was chased by a large group of grayish-purple transparent insects that burrowed into his soul and gnawed at his body.

Ah~~

The pain in his soul made him howl, his piercing voice piercing through the yin and yang realms.

Aburame Shisei floated in mid-air, listening quietly.

If you're going to kill, then kill thoroughly. The souls that survive may be resurrected.

Therefore, above being torn to pieces, there is another phrase: "soul scattered and spirit dispersed."

Now, he has finally done it.

The screams of the souls echoed across the sea, the piercing audio reverberating deep within the souls of every powerful ninja.

But they couldn't see what was happening; they could only see the insects swarming in the air, frantically devouring something unseen. After a moment, the swarm dispersed, and the sea returned to calm.

Yagura's soul, along with the last trace of his existence, vanished completely.

Qing was held in the air, and his powerful senses allowed him to hear screams that came from the depths of his soul.

That deep-seated fear made him feel nauseous and disturbed once again. If he could go back a few years, he thought he would want to be a sensory ninja for the rest of his life.

Aburame Shisei is like an indescribable thing; the more one perceives and observes, the greater the impact on his mind and reason.

The utter misery he had just experienced felt as if it had happened to him simultaneously. "It's a lie... it must be a lie..."

He muttered to himself, over and over again, "How could this be... how is this possible... is that a soul...?"

He looked up at the sky, blood still seeping from his empty eye socket. He was being held in someone's hand like a sparrow, neither struggling nor resisting.

He was terrified!

Or rather, his mind could no longer bear what he had just witnessed, and he chose to isolate himself.

Aburame Shisei casually tossed Ao to Yukimaru's feet: "Take her back. Those who want to stay can stay, those who don't, you can deal with them yourself."

"Yes, sir." Yukimaru bowed respectfully, then looked up at the Hidden Mist Jonin around him. These ninjas had completely lost the will to resist and had thrown down their weapons. One by one, they trembled and collapsed to their knees, surrounded by the swarm of insects.

But then again, aren't the Hidden Mist Village ninjas the most cruel, ruthless, and inhumane tools?

How come the Lord has healed me so quickly? The Lord is truly a divine healer when it comes to awakening humanity!

Thinking this, Yukimaru couldn't help but feel admiration, and he wanted to become such a divine doctor in the future.

In this way, he can awaken more humanity, heal more emotional wounds, and make more friends. It's that simple.

"Let's go." Aburame Shisei turned around and walked across the sea into the distance.

Yukimaru quickly followed, and the Three-Tailed Isobu also rose from the sea, its huge body stirring up waves as it carried them toward the direction of the Water Fairy Palace.

However, at that moment, Aburame Shisei suddenly stopped and stared straight down into the sea, as if looking at something.

Yukimaru stood behind him, a look of surprise on his face. "I didn't expect my lord to be so powerful, to be able to sense it."

"It's Umibozu, isn't it?" Aburame Shisei said.

"That's right." Yukimaru nodded, a hint of emotion in his voice. "Umibozu has been resurrected. It's quite different from the eight or ten years the master mentioned. I think it was resurrected around the same time as the Three-Tails. It's probably because the moisture that gathered when the Three-Tails revived helped it."

The one who just dragged those ninjas who were electrocuted underwater was Umibozu.

Aburame Shisei raised his chin, signaling to Yukimaru to do so: "Summon it and let's see."

Yukimaru stepped forward, formed a hand seal, and a ball of dark blue light appeared in his palms.

He closed his eyes, sank his consciousness into the deep sea, and established a connection with that ancient aura.

The sea began to churn.

At first, there were only slight ripples, but soon the entire sea began to tremble, and huge bubbles rose from the seabed, forming water mounds on the surface and creating waves several meters high.

Then, it appeared.

A colossal blue beast materialized from the seawater, its body existing between solid and flowing water, resembling both a solidified mass of seawater and a living creature.

As soon as it appeared, it affectionately moved closer to Yukimaru.

The giant beast gently touched Yukimaru's cheek with its invisible tentacles, as if it were being affectionate or expressing joy.

Yukimaru smiled and reached out to pat its head. "This is my master. He came for you."

Aburame Shisei watched this scene and nodded inwardly.

This is probably Yukimaru's talent.

Not only the three-tailed fox, but even the sea spirit was willing to be close to him. This innate affinity made him a natural-born master of the Narcissus Palace.

He raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted Umibozu and placed him into a petri dish.

In the petri dish, Gun Gun was dozing off when it suddenly opened its eyes and saw a huge blue water beast being stuffed inside.

The large fat worm paused for a moment, then began to wriggle.

Lai Lai, wagging its tail, thought with some dissatisfaction: Another one? This petri dish is practically a dormitory!

But it's alright, it doesn't matter. As long as we're five-star players, we'll all be relegated to the sidelines in the future. We're just tools for our master to cultivate immortal arts.

He is the only celestial insect who can accompany the Lord.

Umibozu was quite quiet, curled up in a corner of the petri dish, its eerie green eyes curiously observing its surroundings and the wriggling black worm.

After greeting it, Gun Gun rolled over and went back to sleep. Lai Lai, on the other hand, didn't bother with the newcomer; after all, he'd be the underling from now on.