Incomplete immortal body?

"So, so amazing!"

It was only a good while after the Sensory Evil God Cultists had died that the fleeing villagers gradually reacted to what had happened.

"He clearly looks like just a child, yet he was able to defeat those detestable guys so easily."

"Don't shout nonsense, hurry up and thank our benefactor."

"Thank you, thank you, Benefactor."

Amidst their shock, the villagers hurriedly expressed their gratitude to Chiba.

"You are lucky to have encountered me at this very moment."

"Now, prepare to return to your village."

Chiba calmly accepted the gratitude of these villagers, then vanished with a Body Flicker.

Since he had already come this far, he naturally didn't mind taking care of the other Evil God Cultists along the way.

Then, he could obtain the seasoning he needed from the surviving villagers.

After all, in a village like this, there was basically nothing else that could interest him besides those few things.

However, Chiba would likely have to be quick; otherwise, that seasoning might be accidentally destroyed by those inherently evil Evil God Cultists.

"The benefactor just disappeared?"

A villager stared blankly at the spot where Chiba had vanished.

He rarely even saw a ninja in his daily life, and this was his first time witnessing a ninja perform the Body Flicker Technique.

"But what did the benefactor mean by that last sentence?"

Another villager pondered Chiba's words: "Aren't there also... in the village? Could it be?"

The other villagers exchanged glances, as if they had realized something, their eyes filled with a glimmer of hope.

In the end, risking the possibility that their guess was wrong, they chose to trust Chiba, gritted their teeth, and rushed back toward the village.

Meanwhile!

Inside the small village not far away!

Small houses were either destroyed or engulfed in flames.

The streets, the walls... everything was stained with red blood.

Corpses of men, women, and children, and even living people, were being dragged by a dozen figures in black robes into weird patterns drawn in blood to perform their so-called rituals and sacrifices.

A few more Black Robes, like evil ghosts bringing death, were searching everywhere in the village for the survivors hiding away.

"One, two... with so many sacrifices, Lord Evil God will surely be very pleased."

"Isn't it just searching for survivors outside the village? What are those guys doing? Why haven't they returned yet?"

"They must be slacking off again, right? Neglecting the Sacrifice Ritual like that, and they still want to obtain the power of Lord Evil God like Lord Hidan?"

"That's right. Among us, the only one most likely to obtain an Immortal Body and the ability of 'Jujutsu: Shiji Hyoketsu' like Lord Hidan is Lord Blood Butcher."

"Besides, I heard that Lord Blood Butcher has already passed the cult's trials and, through the blessing of Lord Evil God, has obtained an Imperfect Immortal Body..."

Several Evil God Cultists who had already finished one Sacrifice Ritual were chatting with each other.

None of them cared at all about the hellish scene they had created around them.

"Oh?"

"An Incomplete Immortal Body? I'd like to see that for myself."

Just then, Chiba's figure appeared before these Evil God Cultists like a ghost, speaking with keen interest.

"You!"

"Ene... Ah!"

The pupils of these Evil God Cultists shrank violently. Just as they were about to do something, they felt palms containing immense power strike their bodies.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Accompanied by several loud bangs, a few more corpses were added to this land.

"Who is it?"

"Damnable heretic, how dare you come to trick and ambush us, the devout followers of the Evil God?"

"Kid, you might as well become a sacrifice we offer to the great Lord Evil God."

Seeing this, the remaining Evil God Cultists, shocked and enraged, rushed toward Chiba from all directions.

"It seems you Evil God Cultists really don't have good brains. Then again, Hidan doesn't look like he's very smart either."

While Chiba casually retorted, he easily dodged the attacks of every Evil God Cultist.

And with every counterattack he made, not a single Evil God Cultist could dodge it or withstand it.

"Hmm, not only is your brain useless, but your strength is also pathetic."

As the last Evil God Cultist charging at him was easily slapped to death with a single palm, Chiba reached his conclusion.

Sure enough, not every Evil God Cultist possessed strength like Hidan.

Most of them only had the strength of an average Genin or Chunin.

Their confidence and arrogance were built entirely on the foundation of bullying the weak.

It was precisely because they were used to picking on the weak, coupled with the fact that the faith of the Evil God Cult might truly be problematic.

Except for the very few who, like the previous sensory Evil God Cultist, could realize something was wrong, the remaining cultists didn't flee when they saw Chiba—who was clearly not simple—appear. Instead, they took the initiative to charge at him.

"Now, only you are left."

Chiba turned his head to look at the last Evil God Cultist in the village.

From the moment Chiba appeared, this cultist had been staring at him, yet there wasn't a hint of fear in his eyes, only complete confidence in his own strength.

Furthermore, Chiba's Byakugan could see that the black robe draped over the cultist's body wasn't just a simple black; it looked more like the result of dried blood that had soaked into the fabric over time.

"A Byakugan without a Caged Bird seal? Are you from the Main Family of the Konohagakure Hyuga Clan?"

Seeing Chiba's gaze, the Evil God Cultist spoke slowly in a harsh, grating voice that sounded like metal scraping against metal: "I never expected that a member of the Hyuga Main Family would dare to come out alone."

"Offering your eyes to the Evil God would surely make Him very happy."

"However, if I gouge them out and install them in my own sockets, it should allow me to offer even more sacrifices to the Evil God in the future, right?"

Hearing this, Chiba frowned slightly. "Although there's no point in talking to a dead man, you keep calling me 'Main Family,' and it's starting to annoy me."

"So, use the little life you have left to remember this: I am from the Branch Family of the Hyuga Clan, not the Main Family."

"You must be the Blood Butcher those idiots were talking about earlier, right?"

"An incomplete Immortal Body? It seems you will never be able to make it whole."

After all, even without Chiba, Hidan was the only Evil God Cultist in the original story to ever obtain an Immortal Body.

Not to mention, Chiba had no intention of letting the Blood Butcher leave here alive today.

"Heh, what arrogant words!"

The Blood Butcher let out a cold smile, his tone filled with murderous intent. "I'll let you, a Hyuga brat who disrespects the Evil God, witness exactly why I am called the 'Blood Butcher'."

"Blood Style: Blood Arrow Rain Jutsu!"

As the Blood Butcher's voice fell, the blood in the surrounding area quickly hovered in the air, condensing into blood-red arrows that emitted an eerie, ghostly glow.

"Go!"

The next moment, under the Blood Butcher's will, these blood arrows shot toward Chiba, covering the sky like a torrential downpour.