The Rescue Team led by Sasuke Uchiha was heading in almost entirely the wrong direction.
Shihōin Naraku could clearly sense the Rescue Team moving in the opposite direction.
They went farther and farther away, every step increasing the distance between them and Naraku's actual body.
Although Observation Haki could sense them, they were simply too far away.
Naraku had tried concentrating his consciousness, attempting to project even the slightest fluctuation of chakra in that direction.
But he had still failed. With his body frozen, he could not do it.
Naraku silently made an estimate.
At the Rescue Team's current accelerated pace and heading, if they kept traveling in a straight line, they would leave his perception range in a little over an hour.
As for when they would turn back or change direction, only heaven knew.
Given the size of this Alternate Space, without a clear direction or clues, the Rescue Team might spend months searching for him.
And even then, they might not find him.
That was the biggest problem.
It wasted far too much time.
There was no helping it. This Alternate Space was simply too vast and boundless.
So he had to find a way to make some kind of disturbance as soon as possible to alert the Rescue Team.
At the very least, I have to let them know where I am.
Even a vague direction would be fine. Anything would be better than being this far off course.
But how should I do it?
The thought flashed through Naraku's consciousness.
What should he do?
Naraku began examining his own condition.
To be honest, after these past few months of effort, he had recovered about ten percent of his chakra.
Considering his original chakra reserves, that figure was already staggering.
For an ordinary ninja, that ten