Leaving aside the gains and reactions of the various external factions, on the other side, inside the peninsula camp, Tamura Hiroshi lay completely paralyzed upon the bed.
The side effects of the Eight Inner Gates were more domineering than he had imagined, and most of his body's cells were destroyed; even with the blessing and recovery of Little Ten-Tails, the healing was very slow.
Yet everything was worthwhile, as the state of the Eight Gates Released Formation allowed him to witness the way chakra stimulated the body's limits, representing an entirely different path from the cell activation he had previously learned and practiced.
Even the Gate of Death and the methods of the preceding seven gates possessed fundamental differences, and had he not tried it in person this time, he would never have conceived of how it operated in such a manner.
The crucial point lay in the burning of life force and the perfect fusion of chakra and life force.
Although life force served as the foundation for refining chakra, it was not equivalent to chakra; upon merging, they could produce a special qualitative change, granting body-cell augmentation that transcended limits.
"Why?"
Uchiha Hikari, holding the Heavenly Cloud-Cutting Sword beside him, did not understand—she could not comprehend why this shameless scoundrel had to take such a risk, nearly causing his body to disintegrate.
"The cultivation methods we currently possess have limits, especially regarding bodily cultivation. I have already reached approximately that limit, and wishing to advance further requires taking a few risks."
Tamura Hiroshi spoke quite casually; there were many reasons for this adventure, but this was the only one he could voice.
Lacking the Otsutsuki Bloodline, it was even harder for him to achieve improvement, and Black Zetsu had also stated that the grade suppression among Otsutsuki bloodlines