Are Dragons Still the Masters of the Sky?

Teacher had just returned from the Sun's Convection Zone, clearly carrying the Sun's aura with him: more than twenty kinds of radiation capable of killing on contact, along with electromagnetic radiation spanning a bandwidth of six hundred thousand hertz.

Of course, to Aburame Tetsumaru, who could withstand such damage, Teacher felt exceptionally warm.

Aburame Tetsumaru even felt sleepy from the warmth and could not help yawning. He actually sank comfortably into that inexplicable drowsiness, enjoying it so much that he unconsciously forgot what he had meant to do.

He did not start awake in alarm until he felt an abnormal patch of ice at the corner of his eye.

Aburame Tetsumaru immediately realized that the sensation at the corner of his eye came from tears squeezed out by his yawn, which had evaporated rapidly in the near-vacuum of space and left behind a chill.

Aburame Tetsumaru was startled. Just because the sunlight had made him feel warm, he had lost his normal train of thought and half-voluntarily entered a state of rest.

He could not help examining Teacher again and muttered inwardly, This guy, in his current state... is dangerous.

Aburame Tetsumaru pondered for a few more seconds before telling Teacher about Orochimaru and Orochihime. Through his own miserable experience, that man had pointed out a factor every Shedding Mortal absolutely had to make up for.

Teacher's eyes gleamed as he listened, and he asked excitedly, "So one must condense a Golden Core in order to divide oneself? Tetsumaru, how exactly is it done?"

Aburame Tetsumaru shook his head. "I can't directly tell you how to do it. I can only tell you my own method."

Teacher patiently listened as Aburame Tetsumaru described the process through which he had condensed his Golden Core in Shikkotsu Forest.

Sunlight flickered in his