The night wind carried grains of sand, striking his body and sweeping away the last traces of alcohol.
Baishi walked back toward the barracks, his steps steady, though he was already calculating every move he would make after obtaining Zuo Shi's authorization tomorrow.
Just then, a sudden, unprovoked agony exploded from his abdomen.
It was as though a dormant volcano had violently awakened inside him.
The Leyline Energy forcibly suppressed by Nine-Tails Chakra and Hashirama Cells suddenly went berserk like a savage beast breaking free of every shackle.
Baishi's body stiffened abruptly. He staggered and instinctively braced himself against the earthen wall beside him.
The rough, sandy texture of the wall came through clearly beneath his hand.
He clenched his teeth so hard that, even with all his strength, he barely kept a pained groan from escaping his throat.
A searing pain surged wildly upstream through his Meridians, as if countless red-hot steel needles were rampaging through his Chakra system, intent on tearing everything apart.
No. He couldn't suppress it anymore.
The Leyline Energy he had forcibly stolen was never truly his. Before he found a new "anchor" to stabilize it, every attempt at suppression was merely drinking poison to quench his thirst.
And now, the backlash from that poisoned cup had come early.
He could feel the balance of energy within him collapsing rapidly. If he did not immediately find a massive, stable source of energy to channel and assimilate, this violent power would burst him apart from the inside.
Cold sweat seeped from his forehead and trickled down the edges of his Fox Mask.
He raised his head and looked toward the Wind-Eroded Rock Zone.
From that dark underground expanse came a faint, indistinct roar. It was Shukaku's bellow—and his only chance of survival.
He had to reach