After a night had passed, moonlight streamed through the curtains onto the soft bed, painting a sensual scene.
Uchiha Feng and Tsunade had made love on the bed, seeming to forget everything outside as they immersed themselves in every lingering moment.
The first rays of morning sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains and woke the sleeping Uchiha Feng. He slowly opened his eyes, and his brow immediately furrowed.
Exhaustion and helplessness were written all over his face. Supporting himself against the wall, he struggled to stand steady as he muttered, "Damn! I was seriously injured just yesterday. How could she leave me this worn out at a time like this?"
A trace of helplessness and annoyance flashed through his eyes, yet he had to admit that the night's revelry seemed to have made him forget all his pain.
At that moment, four faint soul-glows floated above Uchiha Feng's palm.
They were the souls of the First Hokage Hashirama Senju, the Second Hokage Tobirama Senju, the Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, and the Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze. Like faint starlight, they flickered unsteadily in his palm.
Now, he had mastered the ability to control souls, as though he could manipulate these departed beings however he wished.
But his goal was clear now, and urgency rose in his heart—he had to forcibly draw Nawaki's soul out of the peaceful Pure Land.
Uchiha Feng took a deep breath. "Spirit Release—Soul-Seeking Technique!"
As his words fell, even the surrounding air seemed to tremble, carrying the faint call of souls.
Then, a weak soul-glow slowly emerged in his hand. It was Nawaki's soul, but compared to the souls of the previous Hokage, it appeared especially fragile, as if a light breeze could scatter it away.
Uchiha Feng's heart tightened. The sight before him made