Houka had taken less than half a minute from appearing to calming the chaos. He gave himself ninety-nine points for his performance, withholding one point for fear of becoming arrogant.
Because when he got arrogant, even he despised himself!
Although he had brought the situation under control, he still had to root out those White Zetsu Clones.
Houka quietly watched the ninjas below, his brow slightly furrowed.
The surprise attack force had numbered nearly a thousand. After their mutual slaughter, nearly a hundred bodies lay sprawled in pools of blood at a glance, while several hundred more were wounded. Their losses were extremely severe!
So how was he supposed to identify the White Zetsu Clones?
Houka projected his consciousness into the Sealing World within his body.
Three-Tails Isobu floated atop the water, its turtle face turned upward as it gazed at the countless glittering Yang Seals above, looking utterly despairing.
It had not been able to sleep for days.
This felt awful.
It really wanted to rebel and become independent.
"Isobu, do you have some kind of super sensory ability?" Houka appeared directly atop its turtle head and asked.
"You can use my chakra to expand your sensory range, but I don't possess any super sensory ability that can distinguish good from evil," Isobu answered bluntly.
Houka shook his head in disappointment. "I've raised this turtle for a thousand days, and it can't be used for even a moment when it matters."
Isobu grumbled, wanting to retort, but through their chakra, it knew what was happening outside. Wisely, it said nothing.
After leaving the Sealing World, Houka stood on the treetop, still frowning.
The ninjas below neither dared to move nor speak, all turning their gazes toward Houka.
*If it's Senior Houka, he'll definitely have a way to distinguish the