Kicking Open the Coffin Lid

The two had barely entered when they saw Orochimaru slowly walk out.

Jiraiya and Tsunade exchanged a glance. Unsure what Orochimaru was plotting, they immediately retreated.

"You've kept us waiting, you two."

Orochimaru no longer looked as disheveled as before. His messy hair and bloodstained clothes had been completely refreshed. Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought he had merely gone inside to change clothes and take a bath.

Jiraiya had no interest in wasting words with Orochimaru. If this dragged on any longer, his Sage Mode would wear off.

"Sage Art—Great Fireball."

Violent flames engulfed the entire entrance of the Rashomon Gate. Once the flames dispersed, Orochimaru had already stepped out from behind it.

"Summoning Technique."

Orochimaru regained his previous composure. Three coffins slowly rose from the ground, standing between the three of them.

A bad feeling suddenly surfaced in Tsunade's heart, while Jiraiya stared vigilantly at the three coffins.

Uchiha Qingfeng silently retreated some distance. Everything was developing exactly as he had expected. Just as he was about to keep watching, he suddenly noticed a pitcher-plant-shaped head sticking out from the ground nearby, bearing that familiar half-black, half-white face.

Seeing Black Zetsu here as well, Uchiha Qingfeng quietly walked behind him, grabbed his head, and yanked him out of the ground.

"Why are you here instead of gathering intelligence?"

Black Zetsu had never imagined he would one day be dragged around by the head, but he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Lord Qingfeng..."

"Stop. Have you forgotten what you're supposed to call me?"

Black Zetsu: ...

"Dad..."

"That's more like it."

"I came here to inform Mr. Orochimaru that the situation on the battlefield is unfavorable. Ōnoki had prepared a Sealing Team in advance, and some of the Reanimation Jutsu forces have already been