svetikya Chapter 391 Exploring the Mysteries of the Ancient Times
Chapter 391 Exploring the Mysteries of the Ancient Times
Chapter 391 Exploring the Mysteries of the Ancient Times
Two days!
It took Taichi two whole days to clean up the mess left by Tsunade.
In the past two days, Tsunade has not only failed to show her face once, but she has also not gone home to stay overnight.
If Taiichi hadn't known that she herself was a powerful ninja, he would have been tempted to report the case to the Konoha Police Department, because Konoha's Tsunade had mysteriously disappeared.
Imagine sending the Uchiha clan to find the Senju princess; that would be incredibly interesting. Tsunade would be furious for ten or fifteen days, enough to deter her from ever staying out all night again.
Of course, this is just wishful thinking.
After dealing with these trivial matters, Taiyi finally had time to examine the spoils of war.
The divine thought of an evil god, or rather, a wisp of divine thought clone, is truly a very rare thing.
In the ninja world, the only beings that can still be called gods are the Evil God and the God of Death.
As for the others, they either only have a title left, or even the title has disappeared into the long river of history.
These supernatural beings that roamed through ancient times, after experiencing the blows of the Otsutsuki's descent and the planting of the divine tree, were either killed, went into hiding, changed their paths, or self-destructed. Every one of them who has survived to this day has their own unique skill.
These are all things that Taiyi should learn from.
Tai's family's underground laboratory.
This is a secret chamber that Taiyi specially excavated to study some "forbidden techniques".
The secret chamber was sealed and reinforced by Taiyi with a powerful isolation barrier. Even if an enhanced version of the Wind Release: Rasengan was placed inside, no one outside would notice it.
At this moment, in this secret room, a huge sealing rune array was engraved on the ground, and Taiyi himself was sitting cross-legged in the center of the rune array.
Before him, the scroll that sealed the evil god's thoughts lay quietly on the ground. Taiyi had gone to great lengths to ensure the safety of this research.
After adjusting his breathing, Taiyi clasped his hands together and entered Immortal Mode. Without further preparation, he unleashed the Vajra Seal, and eight gleaming golden chains shot into the sky from his back. In mid-air, they twisted and plunged into the scroll of seal.
At that moment, the once quiet sealing scroll suddenly trembled violently, as if the ferocious beast sealed within was struggling wildly, about to break free of the seal.
Upon seeing this, Taiyi changed his hand seals, suddenly increasing the output power of his Sage Chakra. The golden chains suddenly thickened, more than doubling the sealing power, which finally suppressed the tremor.
"As expected of a god, even a divine thought should not be underestimated."
Taiyi muttered to himself, but his eyes shone with a burning light. Now that everything was ready, he could finally make his move.
Taiyi's spiritual power, like the most precise probe, carefully probed into the sealing scroll along the chakra chains of the Vajra Seal. The instant his spiritual power touched the core seal of the scroll, *whoosh!*
Taiyi felt as if his consciousness had been swept into a turbulent vortex. A strong sense of dizziness struck him, and the scene before his eyes blurred and distorted for a moment, then suddenly became clear and fixed.
He found himself standing at the entrance to a palace that was far more magnificent than he could have imagined.
The towering dome is inlaid with unknown gemstones, emitting a soft yet luminous glow that illuminates the entire space. The massive columns are carved with intricate and ancient patterns, and the floor is made of smooth, mirror-like black crystal that clearly reflects human figures.
The air was filled with a tranquility and solemnity that seemed to have been accumulated over millennia, a stark contrast to the sinister aura he had imagined an evil god should possess.
In stark contrast to the bloody and filthy place, it even possessed a captivating sense of sacredness.
"This is... an illusion constructed by divine thought?"
Taiyi felt a chill run down his spine. Far from relaxing, he became even more vigilant. The more beautiful the appearance, the more dangerous the interior might be. He composed himself, heightened his senses to the extreme, and slowly stepped into the depths of the palace.
At the far end of the empty hall stood a colossal throne, seemingly carved from a single piece of white jade. Upon the throne, a hazy figure was tightly bound by countless energy chains shimmering with dark golden light. As Taiyi approached, the figure gradually became clearer.
He was a man with long, flowing, blood-red hair reaching his waist. His face possessed an almost eerie beauty, his skin was deathly pale, and his eyes were a deep, dark red.
He was dressed in a dark robe of an antique style, but at this moment he looked somewhat disheveled, with chains deeply embedded in his body, as if they were one with his very existence.
This is the sealed manifestation of the evil god's divine will, an ancient and powerful evil being.
When Taiyi walked to the foot of the throne and looked up to meet its gaze, the evil god with blood-red hair suddenly opened his eyes! His dark red pupils erupted with boundless rage and humiliation.
"mortal!!!"
A roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the empty hall, making the entire space seem to tremble slightly.
The evil god struggled violently, the chains binding him rattling and taut. His long, blood-red hair stood on end without wind, each strand bristling like burning crimson flames, and his violent pressure crushed towards Taiyi like a tangible tsunami.
"How dare you! How dare you blaspheme against divine power! How dare you imprison my incarnation among mortals!"
The evil god's roar carried a spiritual impact, attempting to crush Taiyi's will directly: "I am the evil god who wields flesh and blood! Your soul will be eternally condemned to purgatory, suffering the torments of divine punishment!"
The terrifying pressure was enough to break the minds of ordinary Kage-level powerhouses. However, Taiyi, standing below, remained completely still.
There was no fear or hesitation on his face, not even a furrow of his brow.
He simply looked up at the enraged divine incarnation with a calm, even slightly scrutinizing gaze. His immense spiritual power radiated outwards from him, analyzing everything around him, including the thoughts of that evil god.
The evil god's roar and oppressive aura continued for a long time, and his furious roar echoed throughout the entire palace.
But no matter how he vented his anger or threatened him, the boy below remained as silent as a rock, unmoved.
Those calm eyes seemed to pierce through all illusions, directly gazing into his vulnerable, bound state.
Gradually, the evil god's roar subsided, and his blood-red hair slowly fell down. The rage in his eyes did not disappear, but a hint of surprise and—fear—was added.
Something's not right about this mortal!
"Hmph—" The evil god snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing his anger. His voice became deep and seductive, like the finest wine.
"Mortal, what do you desire? I see the greed in your eyes. Why persist in offending divine power? Release this foolish seal, and I can grant you something far beyond your imagination!"
As he spoke, the scene in the palace suddenly changed.
The smooth black crystal ground beneath Taiyi's feet instantly transformed into flowing gold sand. Countless dazzling gold coins, gems, pearls, and agates gushed forth from the gold sand like a fountain, piling up into a mountain.
Then, the illusion changed again, and he seemed to be at the pinnacle of power, with countless powerful ninjas, nobles, and even daimyo prostrating themselves at his feet, shouting "Long live the king!"
The scene shifts again, with stunning beauties surrounding him, their charming smiles and alluring eyes displaying their utmost seduction.
Finally, the illusion settled in an eternal tranquility, where the sun and moon shone together and the stars never fell, symbolizing eternal life and youth.
"Endless wealth, supreme power, unparalleled beauty, and—immortality!" The evil god's voice was full of seduction. "Mortal, if you release the seal here and allow my divine will to return, all of this will be yours! Within your grasp! Why oppose a god and invite your own destruction?"
wealth?
that power?
beautiful?
Taiyi smiled disdainfully. He pursued the true meaning of power and the evolution of life, not simply the survival of a mortal.
The temptations of the evil god were like a stone thrown into a deep pool, creating only a ripple before quickly disappearing.
He remained silent, simply gazing at the evil god on the throne, his eyes seeming to say, "Continue, I'm listening."
The illusion within the palace shattered like bubbles, returning it to its magnificent yet cold and empty state.
The seductive expression on the evil god's face froze completely, then transformed into an indescribable gloom and frustration.
He stared intently at Taiyi, and a trace of fear finally flickered deep within his dark red pupils.
This mortal is completely impervious to reason and persuasion!
A deathly silence permeated the palace, oppressive and suffocating.
The evil god's avatar on the throne seemed to have become a frozen statue, with only his long, blood-red hair occasionally swaying unconsciously.
After a long, long time, as if time itself had lost its meaning, the evil god finally spoke slowly and with great difficulty: "Mortal—what—do you—desir?"
He no longer roared, no longer tempted; his tone was filled with weariness and helplessness.
"I—I admit, I underestimated you. Your strength is extraordinary." He paused, as if each word weighed a ton, "Times have changed—the energy of heaven and earth—is no longer what it was in ancient times."
I was already wounded in that great battle, suffering wounds that would never heal. Now, believers are dwindling, and faith is as thin as smoke—
Every ounce of my strength, every wisp of my divine will—is precious and cannot be lost.
He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring directly at Taiyi, with an almost pleading tone: "This wisp of divine thought—is of vital importance to me. Without it, my recovery will be a long way off."
"Speak—mortal, how can you—let me go? Knowledge? Secrets? The secrets of power? As long as—as long as it doesn't involve my core essence, I—can answer any question you ask."
Taiyi understood.
Just as he suspected! The evil god's compromise confirmed his earlier suspicions.
These gods nowadays, whoever they may be, are merely clinging to life; otherwise, with their power and methods, how could they remain unknown and obscure?
Leaving aside the fact that the evil god's voice was rather improper, even a high-ranking deity like the Grim Reaper could be summoned by ninjas.
You're saying this isn't bad enough?
"Very well." Taiyi finally spoke, his voice calm and unwavering, revealing neither joy nor anger. "I have no intention of killing you personally. My purpose is knowledge, truth, and the methods by which power operates."
He stepped forward, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Tell me, in ancient times, how did beings like you cultivate?"
The gathering of power and the application of rules—what's the fundamental difference between that and current chakra refinement and ninjutsu training? Also, when the Otsutsuki descended, what role did you "gods" play? What did you encounter?
Taiyi's questions came like a machine gun, each one hitting the core, involving the nature of power, historical secrets, and the weaknesses of the gods.
He also made no attempt to avoid mentioning "Otsutsuki," a taboo name known only to a very few people in the ninja world.
The evil god's blood-red eyes narrowed sharply, clearly deeply affected by the word "Otsutsuki," a trace of profound fear and hatred flashing across his face. He remained silent for a moment, seemingly weighing his options and organizing his thoughts.
"In ancient times, natural energy was much gentler than it is now. Spiritual beings absorbed natural energy to temper themselves, comprehend the world, and condense their divinity. This is the way of spiritual cultivation."
It is fundamentally different from the chakra that you refine by mixing spiritual energy and physical energy within your body.
The former borrows the power of heaven and earth, while the latter—merely taps into its own meager potential.
The evil god's voice carried a sense of reminiscence and arrogance, but quickly became low and somber. "As for what happened later, the devastating blow brought by the Otsutsuki's descent with the 'Divine Tree'..."
The Divine Tree is a predatory and highly polluting monster that directly extracts the essence of the planet and the spirituality of living beings, causing a sharp decline in the energy of heaven and earth, disorder in the laws, and an extreme violent nature of natural energy.
Those gods who rely on the old system will be the first to suffer; they will either perish or, like him, fall into a long slumber, barely clinging to life.
The words of the evil god are a mixture of truth and falsehood, and some are also vague.
He deliberately described some ancient methods as extremely mysterious, seemingly containing supreme power, but he was vague about the key points or buried dangerous traps.
He also described the threat posed by the Otsutsuki as incredibly terrifying, as if they were pure destroyers.
As for their own weaknesses, they tend to downplay them and even embellish some flaws as strengths.
Taiyi listened quietly, like the most focused student. His brain, like the most efficient processor, clearly recorded every word, every syllable, and even the subtle mental fluctuations uttered by the evil god.
He didn't interrupt or question, maintaining a calm and composed expression throughout, as if completely unaware of the traps and falsehoods in the evil god's words.
The "friendly" exchange continued for an unknown period of time. In order to preserve this precious divine thought, the evil god had to rack his brains and reveal knowledge that was either true or false, profound or superficial.
Taiyi, on the other hand, is like a greedy sponge, absorbing all information, whether true or false.
Finally, when the evil god's voice gradually subsided, indicating that he had said enough "irrelevant" information, Taiyi nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your honesty." Taiyi's voice remained calm, devoid of emotion. "Your divine sense is safe for now."
Having said that, he stopped looking at the complex expression of the evil god avatar on the throne, and his spiritual will, like the receding tide, cleanly and decisively withdrew from this sealed space.
Inside the underground laboratory.
Taiyi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the massive sealing array, slowly opened his eyes. The golden chains of the Vajra Seal were still firmly fastened to the scroll, but the scroll itself had stopped trembling.
Taiyi's face was slightly pale; maintaining high-intensity mental probing and Sage Mode for an extended period had taken a toll.
However, his eyes burned with an unprecedented fervor, the excitement of having his thirst for knowledge greatly satisfied, and the deep reflection on the information he had acquired.
He stood up and walked to the worktable to the side. There, specially made blank scrolls and pens were already prepared.
Taiyi sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to rapidly replay, organize, and categorize all the information he had just "heard" from the evil god in his mind. Then he wrote it all down.
Ancient sights and sounds.
The methods of spiritual cultivation.
The essence of the divine tree.
Changes in natural energy.
As more and more characters appeared on the scroll, Taiyi became immersed in the initial sorting and analysis of these ancient secrets.
The sealed scroll lying quietly on the ground flashed with an extremely faint and subtle blood-red light the moment Taiyi turned his back to it, before disappearing completely, as if everything just now was an illusion.
Taiyi also knew that much of the information here was erroneous, and perhaps only two or three tenths of it was true.
But he didn't care. He had the time and energy to slowly explore the secrets within, since the divine sense was still in his hands.
Sometimes, you don't necessarily have to hear a secret from someone's mouth to find out.
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