Reconnecting Yin Release Threads and the Descent of God's-Eye View

The sensation of Chakra surging through his Meridians was warm and full.

Baishi leaned back in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest as he felt the Nine-Tails Chakra drawn from Kushina merge perfectly with the Hashirama Cells within him, bringing an almost omnipotent sense of control.

He could even clearly hear every cell in his body greedily cheering and leaping with joy.

The air in the office remained scorching, thick with the sulfurous smell unique to Nine-Tails Chakra and the charred stench of carbonized wooden furniture.

Yet Baishi's heart was a frozen lake.

His gaze passed through the Water Mirror floating before him. Like a God seated upon a divine throne, he coldly looked down upon the one-sided bloody slaughter in the Forest of Death.

"Roar—!"

Within the Water Mirror, the Mutant stitched together from Wood Release and Ice Release let out another muffled roar. Its massive arm swept out, carrying a bone-chilling gale as it smashed three Hyuga ninja attempting to form a formation directly into splattering flesh and ice crystals.

Thick blood dyed the pristine snow a horrifying dark red.

"Useless, useless!" Orochimaru's hoarse laughter echoed through the forest, filled with feverish mania. "Baishi-kun, your dogs are too fragile! They can't even warm up my work of art!"

On the battlefield, Hyuga Hiashi knelt on one knee, gasping heavily.

Blood and tears streamed from his eyes. The Byakugan vision he had taken such pride in had long become a blur of snowy static before the opponent's raging Chakra storm.

Despair.

Utter, absolute despair.

Gentle Fist Pressure Point Technique was utterly useless against a monster without Meridians.

Even the long-range strikes of Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm could not pierce the ice crystals covering its body.

The Byakugan he had been so proud of had instead been overwhelmed