Orochimaru's breathing became heavier and heavier.
My forehead was covered in cold sweat.
The door was pushed open.
The Kabuto Yakushi came in carrying a bowl of freshly brewed herbal medicine.
" Lord Orochimaru."
"The medicine is ready."
He knelt down in front of Orochimaru and picked up a spoon.
"This medication can temporarily suppress the pain."
Orochimaru glanced at the medicine bowl.
"Take it."
Your body can't hold on much longer.
Dou did not leave.
"You must drink it first."
"I said, take it!"
Orochimaru suddenly raised his arm.
His hands were too weak to exert any force, so he could only use his wrists to slam the medicine bowl.
Snap!
The medicine bowl fell to the ground.
The herbal medicine spilled onto a patch.
The porcelain shards rolled to the corner of Dou's feet.
Dou wasn't angry.
He glanced down, got up, grabbed some things, and cleaned up all the shards and medicine residue on the ground.
" Lord Orochimaru."
I'll cook another bowl.
Orochimaru closed his eyes and did not respond.
Dou left the room carrying the empty bowl.
The footsteps faded into the distance.
Two minutes later.
On the roof of the palace.
Zhang Yu, Hashirama, and Tobirama squatted side by side behind the roof tiles.
The three of them had been waiting for a while.
They lowered their voices Hashirama.
" The Kabuto Yakushi far away."
Tobirama closed his eyes and sensed for a moment.
There's no one else around.
Zhang Yu pointed to the ground below.
"Start."
Hashirama clasped his hands together.
The Wood Release technique spread downwards along the palace roof and walls.
Inside the house.
Orochimaru leaned against the wall, panting.
The ground beneath my feet suddenly began to shake.
Boom!
Dust fell from the roof beams.
Orochimaru suddenly opened his eyes.
He wanted to Hand Seals, but he couldn't lift his hands at all.
The next second, two coffins rose from the ground.
On the coffin on the left, there is a Chinese character "Chu" engraved on it.
The coffin on the right is engraved with the character "".
Orochimaru's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Impossible..."
He was all too familiar with those two coffins.
Its shape, size, and even the inscription on it are exactly the same as the coffin summoned by the Impure World Reincarnation.
But he didn't use any magic at all.
I am also unable to Hand Seals now.
The Impure World Reincarnation had already been dispelled.
Who is it!
Orochimaru stared intently at the two coffins.
"Come out!"
No one answered.
Both coffins have been completely raised above the ground.
Bang!
The coffin lid on the left slammed down heavily.
Bang!
The coffin lid on the right also fell down.
Hashirama emerged from the coffin on the left.
Tobirama then stepped out from the coffin on the right.
The two were still wearing the armor they wore when they were on the roof of Konoha.
His appearance hasn't changed at all.
Orochimaru's breathing stopped on the spot.
" The First Hokage..."
" The Second Hokage..."
He instinctively tried to back away, but his back was already pressed against the wall.
Why are you here?
" The Impure World Reincarnation has been lifted."
"I personally dispelled the spell!"
Tobirama took a step toward him.
"You think that just because the spell is broken, we can't appear anymore?"
Orochimaru stared at his body.
body temperature.
Heartbeat.
Chakra.
It still doesn't have any of the characteristics of Impure World Reincarnation ) form.
But the two of them just came out of a coffin.
"That's impossible."
"Without a caster, the Impure World Reincarnation cannot be activated."
"Without sacrifices, you cannot obtain bodies."
"I've been studying this technique for over ten years."
"I know every single technique, every single step!"
Tobirama spoke with a cold expression.
"You've studied it for over a decade, and you think you've completely mastered the Impure World Reincarnation?"
Don't forget.
"I created this technique."
Orochimaru's facial muscles twitched slightly.
So what?
The spell has been dispelled.
There is no connection between you and me.
"Unless someone casts the spell again, you will never be able to emerge from the coffin."
Following Zhang Yu's instructions, Tobirama stated directly, "I later improved the Impure World Reincarnation."
"No caster summoning is needed now."
"The deceased can be forcibly revived through residual techniques."
Orochimaru stared intently at him.
"Impossible!"
"The core of Impure World Reincarnation is to use living people as sacrifices to guide souls from the Pure Land."
"The deceased has no physical body and cannot have their Chakra extracted in the mortal realm."
"How could a spell be cast in reverse?"
Tobirama no explanation.
He simply stood between the two coffins, calmly watching Orochimaru.
Hashirama also crossed his arms, showing no sign of disappearing.
The facts are right in front of us.
Both of them have been dead for many years.
Just now, it emerged from the coffin Impure World Reincarnation.
Orochimaru spent over a decade researching and conducting countless experiments.
Those techniques he had long believed would not go wrong suddenly went awry.
If what Tobirama said is true, then his research over the past ten years hasn't even touched upon the true core of the Impure World Reincarnation.
If Tobirama was lying, he simply couldn't explain everything that was happening before his eyes.
Orochimaru stared with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
He had studied the Impure World Reincarnation for over a decade, but he simply couldn't accept this explanation, and his mental state began to crumble.
Orochimaru leaned against the wall, his breathing becoming increasingly erratic.
The Hashirama and Tobirama are not further explained.
The two looked at each other and simultaneously turned their necks.
Click.
Click.
The sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the room.
Hashirama tilted his head to the left, bent his arms behind him, and lowered his body.
Tobirama tilted his head to the right, his hands hanging down in front of him, his wrists twisted to the side at an odd angle.
Their movements were completely unlike those of normal people.
They looked more like two corpses that had just crawled out of their coffins and hadn't yet adapted to their bodies.
Orochimaru's pupils contracted continuously.
What do you want to do?
Hashirama did not answer.
He maintained his awkward posture and took a step forward.
Tobirama also moved.
The two of them moved haltingly.
With each step, a grinding sound could be heard from my neck, shoulders, and arms.
Click.
Click.
Orochimaru's back was pressed tightly against the wall.
He instinctively wanted to raise his hand to Hand Seals.
His arms twitched a few times but were completely unresponsive.
"Don't come any closer!"
Hashirama continued forward.
His mouth stretched to the sides, and his face was stiff.
Orochimaru...
We've been waiting for you in the Pure Land for a long time.
Tobirama also kept his voice low and intermittent.
"You used my magic."
"You're coming with us."
Orochimaru's face instantly drained of color.
"Nonsense!"
This is not Pure Land!
"I'm alive!"
Tobirama raised his head.
His body was still tilted to one side, but his eyes were fixed on Orochimaru.
Are you really still alive?
Orochimaru's breath hitched.
Hashirama immediately responded.
"Are you sure the battle on the rooftop of Konoha is over?"
"Are you sure you really escaped Konoha?"
"Shut up!"
Orochimaru tried to stand up.
However, his body was already weak, and his hands were severely injured by the Reaper Death Seal.
He had just managed to prop himself up on his knees when he fell back to the ground.
Hashirama and Tobirama took two more steps forward.
One of them leaned to the left.
One is tilted to the right.
Four arms swung back and forth with each step.
The two coffins behind them were still open.
The inside of the coffin was pitch black.