You Were Meant to Be My Pawn!

The thirty Kirigakure ANBU received their orders and dispersed, quickly vanishing into the depths of the dense fog.

Only the Mizukage remained within the field of jagged rocks.

He turned his head, his murky dead-fish eyes sweeping over the stone vat, then over the unconscious Rin, before finally settling on Ye, who lay passed out in the corner.

His withered hands moved rapidly, forming three sets of hand seals in quick succession.

The first technique: High-Pressure Water Prison.

A film of water, thin as cicada wings, seeped from Ye's skin and wrapped tightly around him.

The water pressure continuously constricted from the outside in, icy and bone-piercing, enough to leave an ordinary Jonin unable to move even a finger.

The second technique: Chakra Disruption.

An invisible reverse pulse was injected into Ye's meridian system, churning the normal flow of Chakra within his body into a complete mess.

The third technique: Meridian Lockdown.

Dozens of vital acupoints were sealed by Water Release Chakra.

With all three techniques layered together, even a Kage Level ninja would have to lie still obediently.

Ye lay on the ground.

The immense vitality of his Sage Body sensed the invasion of foreign Chakra and instinctively surged in rejection.

Deep within his consciousness, Ye forcibly suppressed it.

He adjusted his heartbeat to thirty-two beats per minute.

His breathing slowed, becoming so shallow that his chest barely rose and fell.

He contracted the pores beneath his skin, relaxing every muscle in his body completely.

The physiological signs of someone in a deep coma were flawless, without the slightest crack to expose.

The Mizukage confirmed that the restraints were complete.

He bent down, slung Ye over one shoulder, then grabbed the thick iron chain attached to the stone vat with his other hand, hanging Rin at his side as