Scrape... scrape...
Hidan dragged the Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe behind him, tracing the Sacrificial Ritual pattern on the ground with the bloody water coating his soles.
In the middle of the pattern lay hundreds of corpses that could hardly be pieced back together.
These scumbags and parasites could only bully ordinary people. Running into Hidan had been their bad luck.
After just a few dozen of them were hacked to death, their morale collapsed, and the killing terrified them.
But Hidan had finally gotten a chance to vent, so naturally, he would not let them go. He chased them down and killed them all.
After all, these scumbags wasted air alive and land dead.
So Shinji had no intention of stopping Hidan.
Before long, Shinji finished his meal, and Hidan finished his ritual.
After the ritual, Hidan seemed to have entered a state of post-release clarity, free of all desire and unable to muster any interest in anything.
Glancing at the small mountain of corpses, Shinji suddenly turned toward Sasuke.
"Let me see whether your ocular power has grown lately. Use Amaterasu to purify this filth."
Sasuke was speechless. Why aren't you worried about me going blind this time?
But he did not say it aloud and did as he was told instead.
After all, he was still far from reaching that point.
His Mangekyō Sharingan activated instantly, and a wisp of black flame immediately set the small mountain of corpses alight.
Beneath the raging flames, the filth was being purified.
And with Sasuke deliberately controlling it, the fire did not spread beyond Hidan's ritual pattern.
He would just treat it as training.
Soon, every corpse was burned away, vanishing from this world completely.
Shinji knew perfectly well that the evil lurking within Little Pigeon Pool certainly did not consist of