It was a very mysterious feeling, impossible to describe accurately in words.
Ye Zi and Kushina silently gazed at each other. Countless images tangled together and surfaced in their respective minds.
There was only silence here—no conversation, no contact of any kind... Yet the memories they had experienced entered each other's minds. Though they were incomplete, they were clear.
Ye Zi's brows furrowed slightly. This feeling of sharing his memories and thoughts with someone else was unpleasant. It meant baring himself completely, exposing every secret in his heart, including his deepest thoughts.
He consciously tried to stop it, but it had no effect.
Was this an unavoidable process, or a method employed by the Sage of Six Paths?
Ye Zi did not know. At that moment, he was forced to accept the images from Kushina's memories, along with the emotions and feelings beneath each one, all the way to the depths of her heart.
It was an era ravaged by war. As night descended, villages were engulfed in flames. The blaze illuminated the sky, and Shuriken could fly out of the darkness at any moment.
A red-haired little girl with a trace of soot on her face looked utterly bewildered as she followed the fleeing crowd into the distant night.
Ye Zi followed beside the little girl. Every step he took covered the distance of several steps from her running, so he strode forward while she scurried along in panic.
Whether in movement or expression, the contrast between them was stark.
A stranger passing by walked straight through Ye Zi's body. After seeing the little girl, he hesitated, then gritted his teeth, picked her up, and ran toward the outskirts of the village with her.
Ye Zi became a complete bystander. Watching the little girl being carried away by a