After a fierce struggle, the black sphere was finally stabilized again.
Yan let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said.
"This Death God is truly tenacious. However, the more tenacious he is, the more powerful the ninja tools he creates become."
Orochimaru and Kabuto exchanged a glance, and they saw deep fear in each other's eyes.
This level of strength is simply terrifying.
This is the first time I've heard of someone being able to forcibly subdue Death God.
At this moment, Yan turned to look at Orochimaru, his eyes revealing an undeniable majesty, his tone as cold as an ice blade.
"Continue with the Impure World Reincarnation, and don't cause me any more trouble."
Orochimaru was intimidated by Yan's aura, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"Yes, sir, I will do my best."
As his escape plan spiraled out of control, he knew his life hung in the balance with this one spell, and he couldn't afford the slightest mistake.
Kabuto, standing to the side, also looked solemn and quickly assisted Orochimaru in preparing the Impure World Reincarnation ritual.
Immediately afterwards, Orochimaru took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and began the complex ritual of the Impure World Reincarnation.
He solemnly took out an ancient scroll from a box covered with mysterious runes, slowly unfurled it, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of awe and fervor.
Then, like a devout believer performing a solemn ceremony, Orochimaru carefully laid the scroll flat on the ground and began to inscribe a huge and intricate array around it.
His fingers were dipped in a liquid that emitted a faint blue glow, and every stroke was imbued with his full energy.
The lines of the formation twist and turn, crisscrossing like a mysterious labyrinth or an ancient incantation, each line shimmering with an eerie light.
After completing the formation, Orochimaru, with trembling hands, took out some powder that emitted a faint glow from a tightly sealed ceramic jar.
He slowly sprinkled the powder onto the key points of the formation, muttering incantations in a low, hoarse voice, like an ancient wizard summoning a demon.
The obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations echoed in the silent space, sending chills down one's spine.
Then, Orochimaru's gaze fell on the offerings that had been prepared beforehand.
It was a ninja from the Otogakure, who was tied to a Stone Pillars, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
As the technique progressed, an intense, almost tangible, eerie aura spread out like a surging tide.
A pungent, putrid stench filled the air, as if countless corpses had been decaying in the darkness for millennia; the stench was almost suffocating.
" The Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu!"
In Setsuna, countless lumps of mud-like matter surged out from the void, covering the Sound Ninja's entire body before quickly dissipating.
As it dissipated, it revealed a figure wearing a Hokage robe with a full head of golden hair.
Namikaze Minato slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with doubt and wariness as he cautiously surveyed his surroundings.
"Isn't I dead?"
His gaze swept quickly across the faces of the crowd, trying to find clues from their expressions to figure out where he was and what the people in front of him were thinking.
At this moment, Orochimaru wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a step back, and said to Yan.
"My lord, this is the most I can do. I haven't yet figured out how to control the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu."
"I trust you'll be alright, sir."
Upon hearing this, Yan ignored Orochimaru's exaggerated show and turned to look at Namikaze Minato, a slight smile playing on his lips.
" Namikaze Minato, I need your power, or more precisely, the power of the Nine-Tails within you."
Namikaze Minato frowned, his thick eyebrows tightly knitted together to form a deep "".
"Who are you? Why are you targeting the Nine-Tails?"
Who I am is not important; what is important is that you have no choice.
After saying that, Yan prepared to extract the chakra from Yang Nine-Tails.
Although Namikaze Minato was unaware of the situation, as the Yellow Flash of Konoha, his instincts honed through countless battles and his inherent fortitude made it impossible for him to easily give in.
He swiftly Hand Seals, his movements as fast as lightning, leaving only blurry afterimages, preparing for battle.
" Shadow Clone Technique!"
In Setsuna, Namikaze Minato split into several clones, which rushed towards Yan from different directions like a surging wave.
However, Yan merely raised a finger, as if casually shooing away an insignificant fly.
A faint light of spatial power flickered on his finger, like a cold star in the deep night sky, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.
With a light touch, it landed on one of the clones.
The clone felt as if its fist had struck a ball of cotton, followed by an overwhelming force that was impossible to resist.
"Bang!"
The clone vanished instantly, turning into wisps of smoke that rose gently into the air.
Seeing this, the other clones did not back down at all and continued to launch attacks.
Taking advantage of the gap in the clones' attacks, Namikaze Minato attempted to retreat using the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Unexpectedly, the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, allowing entry but not exit, making it impossible for him to complete the spatial jump.
Then we have no choice but to give it our all.
" Summoning Technique!"
Namikaze Minato shouted, and a giant Toad instantly appeared beneath his feet.
When Yan saw Gamabunta appear, a triumphant smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"This is what I've been waiting for!"
Then, he quickly Hand Seals, and a powerful spatial force surged from his body, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield as he focused his mind on sensing the source of the spatial fluctuations.
Namikaze Minato and Gamabunta attempted to resist, but their resistance proved insignificant in the face of Yan's overwhelming power.
A moment later, Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"I understand."
Namikaze Minato sensed that something had been discovered, and a sense of unease welled up within him.
Controlling Gamabunta, he sprayed a powerful stream of water towards Yan.
The water rushed towards Yan like a raging tsunami, leaving the ground uneven and cratered in its wake.
Yan remained calm and waved his hand gently. A spatial barrier appeared in front of him, and the water flowed against the barrier, splashing up a spray of water.
"Your struggle is futile."
After saying that, he charged towards Namikaze Minato again.
In no time at all, Yan killed Gamabunta and suppressed Namikaze Minato.
At the same time, his hands quickly Hand Seals, the gestures were extremely complex, as if he were weaving a large net to capture souls.
As he Hand Seals, a powerful force surged from his body, like a raging undercurrent, and began to forcibly extract the chakra of Yang Nine-Tails.
The Nine-Tails struggled and roared wildly inside Namikaze Minato's body, its enormous form churning within Namikaze Minato's soul space, attempting to resist the extraction of flames.
But it was of no use whatsoever.
After a long time...
"Yang Nine-Tails, captured successfully!"