This made Ronglin, who was busy working, break out in black lines. He had the urge to throw a kunai at it, but after thinking it over, he restrained himself. He would still need to rely on the slug later.
Otherwise, even if he dug his way there, he would not know how to get inside. He did not even know what kind of seal lay below.
As the tunnel grew deeper, groundwater slowly began seeping out around him, causing Ronglin quite a bit of trouble. Fortunately, none of it was enough to stop him.
As for the slug that kept chattering away, Ronglin simply ignored it. He could only complain inwardly that, just like people, the older one got, the more long-winded they became. Whether human or some other creature, none could escape this bad habit.
The place Ronglin sought was very deep underground. It was precisely because of this that, after the Uzumaki Clan was wiped out, no one had discovered it.
Without the slug's guidance, even if Ronglin had stood atop the ruins, he would not have sensed anything amiss.
If even Ronglin could not sense it, there was no need to mention anyone else.
Perhaps some sensory ninja with particularly special abilities could manage it, but how many sensory ninja possessed strength on Ronglin's level?
Ronglin could say with certainty that there were practically none.
It was not easy for one person to dig out a tunnel that kept extending deeper underground.
Ronglin continuously overcame one obstacle after another as he dug downward.
Crack!!
In the end, Ronglin did not even know how deep he had dug when the kunai, enhanced with Wind Release Chakra for greater sharpness, suddenly struck something hard with a crisp sound.
"Stop!!!"
Lord Slug, who had been following Ronglin the entire