A massive flow of chakra surged backward through the meridians. The sounds of the Gates of Opening grew increasingly frequent, while the clone's chakra reserves swelled ever larger, rapidly racing toward the level of a jonin.
How could a frail infant's body withstand such violent chakra? Before long, its entire body began to expand uncontrollably.
Feeling the clone's intense pain, Nawaki immediately realized that something was wrong. He did everything he could to use Life Return to control every cell in its body, but an infant's body was simply too fragile. No matter how refined his control was, it could not withstand the endlessly increasing chakra.
By the time the Gate of Pain had fully opened, the cloned body could no longer endure the pressure within. With a bang, it exploded like a balloon.
Bright-red fragments of flesh splattered throughout the secret chamber, blasting everywhere as a nauseatingly bloody stench swiftly filled the entire room.
With the clone's death, its spiritual consciousness returned to Nawaki's soul through a higher dimension, bringing with it agonizing sensations that represented death.
Under the impact of that information, Nawaki's mind went blank for an instant, but he quickly recovered.
"Did it fail?"
Ignoring the blood and flesh all over himself, Nawaki stood where he was with a calm expression and began to ponder. The scene in the secret chamber was horrifying beyond measure.
But apart from one cloned body, Nawaki had suffered no other losses. As for the pain of death and the bloody scene around him, he had long since grown accustomed to them.
All he wanted now was to know exactly why he had failed. He sank wholly into thought, ignoring every other factor.
"Was it because an infant's body is too weak?"
"No, no, no! According to the system's calculations, the