"Break!" Qingwu chased to the cave entrance like a phantom. The blue glow of his Jōgan illuminated the depths—countless black tendrils coiled around the hosts' ankles. He blasted a strike toward the ends of those tendrils.
"Aaargh!"
The two shadows were blasted out of their hosts. The two possessed Hyuga clansmen promptly collapsed to the ground with a thud, weak and seemingly drained of a great deal of blood essence.
"Hmm..." The Black Zetsu Clone's face twisted in the darkness into a childlike, vicious grin. "Hyuga blood... such a delicacy, the blood of Otsutsuki Hamura's descendants... I do miss that exquisite taste. A pity I didn't get to devour them today. Heh heh..."
"Noisy." Qingwu pressed his left hand to the ground. Chakra spread along the patterns in the stone slabs, instantly weaving a silvery-white Eight Trigrams net across the cave entrance. His right hand formed hand seals so quickly it left afterimages—a special sequence incorporating the Demon Refining Pot's runes. "Sealing Jutsu: Spirit Lock."
The Eight Trigrams net abruptly tightened. Its mesh sliced the black tendrils into severed segments, each letting out a piercing scream as it broke. "Aaargh! Hyuga... Seigo..."
The Black Zetsu Clone's face swelled and contracted in agony within the net, finally dissolving into dense black mist. Yet the Kin light across the net held him fast, allowing not even a trace of resentment to escape.
"What kind of seal is this?!" A roar of shock and fury came from the black mist. "Hyuga Seigo... your chakra... contains power that counters the Otsutsuki! Truth-Seeking Orbs?! I can sense Truth-Seeking Orbs!"
I can't be bothered explaining it to you. You don't deserve to know.
Qingwu did not answer. He merely closed his left hand slowly. The sealing net tightened further and further, Kin light permeating the black