The Power of the Bloodline
The explosion was earth-shattering, causing devastation. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, smoke rose like a long dragon, flying stones fell like raindrops, and the earth trembled as if in a violent earthquake.
The shockwave, like a hurricane, swept away countless clouds of dust and smoke, and in the blink of an eye, a large plain was obscured by the thick smoke. As for Yemo and the others, they had no idea where they had been swept away by the shockwave.
The massive explosion even startled Minato and the others, who were quite far away. The shockwaves spread all the way to their feet, causing many to become extremely nervous, thinking that another mountain had collapsed.
"It seems that those two brats Yemo and Kakashi, are still alive," Kosuke said to Minato with delight, feeling the tremors beneath his feet.
Minato also smiled and said, "Besides Yemo and Kakashi, I don't think anyone else could cause such a commotion."
The collapse of the Sacred Mountain buried countless people alive. Minato and Kosuke had not found Yemo and Kakashi and were worried that something might have happened to them. Now, the two could finally breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel happy.
When everything returned to calm, before the smoke in the air had been dispersed by the breeze, a red light suddenly shot into the sky from the smoke, and pink light fell on the ground.
This time, the red beam of light didn't last long. After about ten seconds, it disappeared with a whoosh, appearing and disappearing suddenly.
A gentle breeze swept across the plain, gradually dissipating the dust that had enveloped it. The yellow sandstorm receded, and the sunlight shone back on the ground, making Kakashi and his companions clearly visible on the plain.
Kakashi ran with all his might toward a deep pit. Even though he was seriously injured in the explosion, he still staggered toward the pit because Yemo had landed there.
At this moment, Kakashi was extremely worried about Yemo's situation. He had just been at the center of the explosion, thrown hundreds of meters into the air, and then crashed down. Who knew what kind of condition Yemo was in after enduring such a powerful attack?
It took Kakashi a great deal of effort to reach the edge of the deep, human-shaped pit. Inside the pit, which was several tens of centimeters deep, Yemo lay at the bottom with his eyes closed, covered with rubble and dust.
Seeing this, Kakashi called out anxiously, "Yemo, wake up, Yemo..."
Kakashi called out to Yemo showed no sign of waking up. Kakashi ran into the deep pit and, with great effort, dragged Yemo out of the pit and laid him on a soft patch of grass.
Kakashi crossed his arms and pressed down hard on Kakashi's chest, performing emergency resuscitation while repeatedly calling out Yemo's name, "Yemo, wake up, you bastard, wake me up..."
No matter how much Kakashi shouted until his throat was hoarse, and how painful it was to clutch his chest with both hands, Yemo showed no signs of regaining his senses. Kakashi's heart sank deeper and deeper.
"No, no, Yemo, how could you die in a place like this? How could these injuries take your life? You can't die! How can I explain this to Minato-sensei? How can I explain this to Kushina- neechan? And if you die, how heartbroken Kushina- neechan will be! So you absolutely cannot die!"
Kakashi pressed harder on Yemo's chest, but Yemo remained unconscious, his breathing growing weaker and weaker, as if he were truly dead.
Just as Kakashi was about to despair, the unconscious Yemo coughed lightly and his body trembled slightly. Upon seeing this, Kakashi's heart instantly soared from the abyss of despair to heaven.
He continued pressing his hands against Yemo's chest, laughing excitedly, "Hahaha... How could you, Yemo, die? They say good people don't live long, but bad people live a thousand years. How could a bastard like you Yemo, possibly die..."
Under Kakashi's relentless pressure, Yemo slowly awoke. In his groggy state, he heard Kakashi's words, opened his eyes, looked at Kakashi, and forced a laugh, cursing, "Get lost! How could I have a friend like you?"
Hearing Yemo scold him, Kakashi laughed even more heartily. It wasn't that Kakashi was shameless for laughing after being scolded; it was because if Yemo had the energy to scold him, it meant that this guy was really alright.
With a strained effort, Yemo raised his hands to form hand Hand Seals and, panting heavily, shouted, "Yin-Yang Release: Revival Technique!"
As the Ninjutsu was used, the remaining Chakra in his body flowed to his limbs and bones like a tide. Wherever it passed, it was like a warm current flowing through him. Yemo could clearly feel that his injuries were healing at an extremely fast speed, and his broken bones were also healing. As for the external injuries, Yemo did not care about them. He treated the internal injuries first before dealing with the external ones.
A tremendous change was taking place within Yemo's body. His shattered muscles were healing, his broken bones were piecing themselves back together, and his pain was gradually disappearing. Kakashi could even see Yemo's pale face rapidly recovering.
Although this was the second time I had seen Yemo use this Ninjutsu, and I had been used on by Yemo before, I was always amazed by the regenerative power of this Ninjutsu each time I saw it.
However, Yemo, who was rapidly recovering, suddenly stopped. His external injuries stopped healing. Sensing something was wrong, Kakashi quickly asked, "What's wrong, Yemo?"
"This Ninjutsu requires an extremely high amount of Chakra, and I don't have enough. I can only barely recover to this Chakra," Yemo said, his voice becoming steady after recovering.
After hearing Yemo's explanation, Kakashi felt much calmer. If this Ninjutsu had no limitations, it would be terrifying. Once you have this Ninjutsu, you're practically an unkillable cockroach.
On the other side, Black Zetsu stopped beside a huge crater, tens of meters in diameter, its interior charred black – the epicenter of the earlier explosion.
In the center of the deep pit, a broken flower bud floated silently in the void. Under the impact of the two energies, Yemo almost died, and the flower bud was almost shattered. Most of the petals were blown to smithereens, and only a few petals remained, but they were also very broken.
Even so, it couldn't stop the bloodline power from being successfully extracted. Black Zetsu stood to the side and took a deep breath. He felt that aura from the deepest part of his heart was attracting him.
"Success! Years of planning have finally come to fruition," Black Zetsu clenched his fist, feeling extremely excited. This bloodline power had an extraordinary effect on him.
Although he is Otsutsuki Kaguya's third son and the Sage of Sage of Six Paths' younger brother, he is essentially just a fragment of Otsutsuki Kaguya away. His true form is a powerful spiritual force, and he needs to merge with White Zetsu, the cannon fodder created by his mother, for most of his actions.
That's why Black Zetsu schemed against the Uzumaki Clan, even spending years to obtain this bloodline power. He wanted Madara Uchiha to use Yin-Yang Release to create life, combining it with his bloodline power to make himself a true life form, and a pure-blooded member of the Otsutsuki Kaguya clan.
As for why he didn't choose the Uchiha Clan or Senju Clans, the bloodline power of those two clans is stronger, and he simply couldn't outmaneuver them with his current strength.
Black Zetsu leaped and rushed towards the flower bud floating in the void. Just then, a whooshing sound came from the sky, and a huge rock flew out from the ground and hit Black Zetsu, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.
The patriarch, his body tattered and his white hair disheveled, emerged from the rubble and shouted, "This bloodline power belongs to me, and no one can take it away!"