Orochimaru could hardly believe it. Sarutobi Hiruzen had only just arrived in Tsuchigumo Village, so how had he managed to learn Fury of the Heavens?
But the truth was right before Orochimaru's eyes: Sarutobi Hiruzen had used the terrifying forbidden technique.
The tide was turning.
"Now it's time for you and me to make a deal..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled, utterly composed.
"I've sealed your clone away in a place you'll never find..."
"And if you don't hand over the antidote..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen pointed at Orochimaru.
"Your current body won't get away, either."
"You've heard of the power of Fury of the Heavens, haven't you?"
Orochimaru gritted his teeth, cursing inwardly.
That old bastard.
Orochimaru truly didn't dare gamble. His clone had been sealed inside the Amber Purifying Pot, and the pot had in turn been sealed inside a scroll.
That meant Orochimaru couldn't sense where his clone was at all. With no idea where it had been hidden, he genuinely feared Sarutobi Hiruzen had left it somewhere he'd never find.
If that happened, Orochimaru's main body would be missing half its soul. Not only would it be difficult to use techniques involving the soul, such as Living Corpse Reincarnation, but sooner or later his soul itself would run into serious trouble.
At best, he'd lose his mind. At worst, his soul would be scattered.
Sarutobi Hiruzen watched Orochimaru remain silent and kindly reminded him,
"If you've made up your mind, you'd better hurry."
"Otherwise, the more power Fury of the Heavens accumulates, the stronger its blast will be..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression turned sly.
"At its peak, its power can reach a hundred-kilometer radius."
Orochimaru's face turned grim.
"I can give you the antidote..."
"First, stop the technique."
"And give me my clone, too."
Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression didn't change.
"First, I