At the center of the storm formed by countless cherry blossom blades, Urashiki directly raised the red fish basket at his waist above his head. Tilting his head back, he greedily swallowed the Chakra spheres pouring out from within.
"Not enough. This little Chakra is nowhere near enough."
By now, he had consumed every Chakra sphere in the fish basket, but he knew that such a small amount of Chakra could never allow him to awaken the Otsutsuki Clan's true awakened form.
As his transformation reached its halfway point, the hunger within his body surged straight to his head, and his body began trembling uncontrollably.
"Chakra! I need more Chakra!"
The hunger swallowed the last trace of his reason. His hands clawed straight toward his eyes, targeting none other than his pair of Rinnegan.
"!"
"Creak, creak..."
If the sound of Urashiki consuming Chakra had instinctively made people's skin crawl before, then the sound that followed now was enough to make their stomachs turn and their bodies feel sick.
Hashirama and Mito both frowned.
"What was that sound?"
Senju Tobirama, standing nearby, found the sound somewhat familiar. Having developed ninjutsu for years, understanding ninja corpses and bodily structures was an indispensable basic skill.
"Between the tarsal surface of the human eyelid and the eyeball is a layer called the conjunctival sac. The lacrimal glands leave tears inside it. When rubbing one's eyes, a small amount of air can enter the conjunctival sac and rub against the accumulated tears and conjunctival surface, possibly producing a creaking sound."
"You might hear that sound when rubbing your eyes, but normally only you can hear it."
"For it to be this loud, could this guy... be gouging out his own Rinnegan to replenish his Chakra?"
"What a lunatic!"
The next instant, a violent blast