Isshiki suddenly spun around.
There was no one there.
Only a window in the night, its mirror-like surface reflecting his wary face.
"Was it just my imagination?"
A false alarm.
Isshiki let out a sigh of relief.
Just as White Snake Sage No. 18 had said, he truly had many informants within the Research Institute.
Though they could not exactly be called informants. Many scholars and staff merely regarded him as a friend, a companion walking the path of research alongside them. During their occasional conversations, they would unknowingly let information slip.
"Kaguya and her servant..."
Ever since learning that this information had been leaked, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had become increasingly paranoid, afraid that Lin Qing would use the effects of Lin Qing's Bizarre Little Vines to track him down.
After years of effort, Isshiki had planted a "Kāma" in this body's chin, allowing him to wield a small portion of his true body's combat power at critical moments.
But this body was ultimately far too inferior.
Isshiki was not certain whether he now possessed the ability to confront Lin Qing head-on. Therefore, he did not wish to expose his identity. If possible, he was willing to keep waiting.
In this era, Kara was still merely an empty shell of an organization.
It had neither powerful, loyal subordinates nor experts truly skilled in technology.
Kara's most crucial figure—Amado Sanzu—had joined Kara in the original work in order to revive his daughter, who had died of illness. At present, his daughter might not even have been born yet.
Isshiki had originally thought highly of Orochimaru, but after interacting with him several times, he discovered that Orochimaru was far too stubborn—or rather, obsessed with the bodies of the Uchiha clan.
In the past, Isshiki could not understand this.
The so-called Uchiha were merely