The True Demon

Uchiha Chen looked at Yi Zhengnan, who was on the verge of losing consciousness, with pity, as if he were looking at a fool.

The poor guy had tremendous power, but his state of mind hadn't caught up with it. Under the demon's influence, he'd gained his strength by devouring others and taking a shortcut to the top.

Without a state of mind to match his power, he couldn't control it. In the end, he could only become its slave. Fortunately, when Uchiha Chen's strength had suddenly increased, he hadn't let himself get carried away. Instead, he'd slowly begun to consolidate it.

It also helped that no one in this world had been as powerful as Chen before. That had allowed him to get through that period without incident. In particular, during the time he'd returned to the Third Shinobi World War, he'd traveled almost the entire Naruto World with the two little ones, gradually consolidating his strength.

Though his strength hadn't improved at all on the surface, Chen knew that after returning from Rōran, he could take on at least three versions of himself from before he'd ever been there.

Thinking of that, he couldn't help thanking the system in his mind. Without it, his path of cultivation wouldn't have been so smooth.

Uchiha Chen sneered and swung his sword, chopping off Yi Zhengnan's head in one stroke. But that very act unleashed the power that had been suppressed inside Yi Zhengnan.

Yi Zhengnan didn't die immediately after his head was cut off. The severed head strangely rolled around on its own, glaring at Uchiha Chen with blood-red eyes. Its mouth opened and closed, but with its vocal cords severed, it couldn't make a sound.

Still, its mouth seemed to form words he could understand.

"I'll devour you!"

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