"Where did that brat run off to?"
Where could a three- or four-year-old child possibly run? The old captain looked around at the fog. Since he had taken the money, he had to do the job.
What he did not know was that Muzan had just passed by him. Muzan had already transformed into a young man; the only things unchanged were his silver-white long hair and crimson eyes.
He slowly walked into the fog.
Surrounded by the sea, Kirigakure was shrouded in ocean mist all year round. This place was practically made for Muzan.
Man-Eating Demons could not be exposed to sunlight, but under these conditions, even at sunset, only a faint afterglow could be seen.
Most of the sunlight was blocked, allowing Muzan to display his full strength.
"Kirigakure truly is a blessed land. Too bad I can't clash head-on with old Madara right now. Otherwise, I could make this place my base of operations."
As Blood Moon Organization's first battle upon entering the Shinobi World, Muzan would leave a profound mark on the Shinobi World and spread the name of the Crimson Moon throughout it!
Rather than being called that tacky, ridiculously uncool name—the Destroyer!
Kirigakure's policies made it extremely isolated. Coupled with its cruel and bloodthirsty nature, even merchants who did business were unwilling to visit Kirigakure.
Thus, the entire village remained in a state of closed-door isolation.
The moment he stepped into the area near Kirigakure, he sensed several gazes. He could vaguely make out ninjas concealed within the mist, their movements completely silent.
In fact, Konoha Academy taught the methods for moving and fighting as a ninja from an early age, but few students paid attention to such details.
Yet in this fog-shrouded Kirigakure, the effect produced by this method was even more effective