The ground trembled, and Black Zetsu's expression changed beneath it.
The earth seemed to have come alive under Uchiha Yin's power. It pressed in on Black Zetsu from every side, rendering his Mayfly Technique useless.
The ground he had once moved through freely now seemed alive, pushing him away and making it difficult for him to move.
At first, Black Zetsu had been surprised to sense someone keeping pace with him directly overhead.
After all, the Mayfly Technique concealed his presence. Ordinary people and ordinary Ninjutsu could not detect him.
Whoever had found him clearly had some ability.
But only a little.
The Mayfly Technique was not so easily disrupted, and Black Zetsu did not believe his pursuer could interrupt it.
Yet his pursuer had used Senjutsu to break the Mayfly Technique with ease. Black Zetsu had no choice but to take him seriously.
His pursuer could use Senjutsu—and had used it from the start.
Would an ordinary person resort to something as powerful as Senjutsu just to stop someone from getting away?
Could he know who I am?
Black Zetsu's expression grew grim.
With no other choice, Black Zetsu leaped out of the ground.
Seeing him emerge, Uchiha Yin looked puzzled.
"Who are you? What are you doing in the Forest of Death? Are you here to disrupt the Chunin Ninja Exams?"
At the sight of Black Zetsu's pitcher-plant-like appearance, Uchiha Yin chuckled inwardly, though he kept his expression puzzled.
After all, it would hardly seem natural if he called Black Zetsu by name right away.
Black Zetsu had not even brought White Zetsu along this time, intent on investigating the information about Kaguya Otsutsuki himself.
Maybe he's afraid White Zetsu will pass word to Madara Uchiha?
After all, White Zetsu believed he was loyal to Madara Uchiha.
Only