Sasuke slumped to one knee, raising a hand to clutch his chest as he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes red.
At that moment, he felt agonizing pain throughout his body. Even his soul seemed to be tearing apart, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.
At the same time, the power of the Cursed Mark within him was directly scattered. To a Celestial Master Warrior, such power was nothing more than a crooked path, thoroughly restrained by it.
Moreover, this move was called the Soul Chasing Order. Naturally, its attack did not target the body alone; once struck, the soul would be injured as well.
Sasuke felt an unprecedented exhaustion wash over him, his gaze unfocused.
Then, he fiercely bit down on his tongue, forcibly jolting himself awake. After glancing at Chen Feng, he immediately darted off in another direction without a word, clearly intending to flee.
Chen Feng did not have anyone continue the pursuit. Though he did not particularly like the guy, they did not share any deep grudge. There was no need to take his life.
Those who cultivated the Dao should not harbor too much hostility in their hearts, or they would only harm others and themselves.
Then, he turned his gaze toward Orochimaru and said, "There's something I need to discuss with you."
Hearing this, Orochimaru's expression shifted slightly. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Please, go ahead."
Chen Feng did not beat around the bush. "I'm taking you back to the Land of Water. There are some things I need you to research."
Orochimaru's eyes flickered as he asked, "Ninjutsu?"
"No. A precious resource. If it can be put to widespread use, perhaps the entire Shinobi World will change because of it."
Chen Feng answered simply.
"I see."
Orochimaru pondered