Smack! Smack! Smack!
Shiraha swiftly struck the White Creature with the Chakra Scalpel, and it instantly stopped struggling.
Yet in Shiraha's perception, the White Creature's Energy Field remained highly active.
What is this thing? It looks human, so why is its Energy Field like a plant's? If I don't actively use the Sixth Sense to enhance my perception, I can't even detect it.
Shiraha's thoughts raced.
"Looks like you're no ordinary creature either!" Shiraha glanced at the Little White Serpent coiled around his shoulder. He had assumed it was just an ordinary snake Summoning Beast, with a pitifully weak Energy Field. He had not expected it to be so perceptive.
Something strange is going on here. Better leave first!
Shiraha stored the White Creature's corpse in a Sealing Scroll and quickly left the forest with the Little White Serpent.
Less than a few miles from the forest Shiraha had left stood a naturally formed cave.
No one would have guessed that beneath it lay an entirely different world.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The sound of falling water echoed through the dark, damp underground space.
A white-haired old man sat upright upon a stone throne. Against the wall beside it leaned a scythe-shaped weapon.
With the old man's current appearance, anyone who saw him for the first time would likely mistake him for the Grim Reaper of hell.
"Hey! Madara! Guess what interesting thing I found outside?! You'll never guess!" A somewhat boisterous voice rang out, completely shattering the eerie silence.
A white humanoid creature emerged from the ground and came to the old man named Madara's side, seemingly hoping to see a curious expression on his face.
Yet the old man did not even lift his eyelids, merely sitting quietly upon the stone throne.
"Ah, you're no fun at all!" the