Endless wind and sand swept across the land.
It had been exactly two months since Ye Liang left. Over the past two months, White Zetsu's vast army seemed to have vanished, nowhere to be seen.
Ye Liang arrived at a hill, an ancient map in his hand.
"Is this the ruins of the Land of Craftsmen?" He swept his gaze around, then handed the map to Uchiha Itachi.
"It should be here, but what have you come here for?" Uchiha Itachi asked curiously.
"Because White Zetsu's master came here."
"White Zetsu's master?"
Uchiha Itachi frowned.
He had indeed heard of this person during the battle against the masked White Zetsu, but Uchiha Itachi had never seen him and had no idea what kind of person he was.
"How strong is he? Compared to you, Lord Ye Liang?"
"The difference is like clouds and mud!" Ye Liang suddenly clasped his hands behind his back. "I encountered him before at the Sword Mound in the Land of Snow. He's very strong—compared to you, he's practically a god!"
At that, he suddenly coughed dryly. "But he can't beat me."
"He can't beat you?" Uchiha Itachi's pupils constricted in shock.
That made sense!
To them, he truly was a god, but how could he possibly stand a chance against Lord Ye Liang? If White Zetsu's master was a god, then Lord Ye Liang was an immortal!
Free and unfettered in this world, transcending all things!
Uchiha Itachi nodded as if he understood.
"It's good that you understand. But if you encounter him, you must run." Ye Liang replied.
At that moment, he silently made his way to the highest point of the hill and brushed aside some sand, revealing a square keyhole.
Ye Liang took a square lock from his clothes and pressed it