Chapter 1017

Perhaps it could go even further, but it's still not enough—more is still needed.

"You know, Ma Ji, after leaving the village I went to many places and saw a great deal."

It didn't look like a fight to the death, but more like two old friends who hadn't seen each other in years—on this field, apart from Scorpion and Ma Ji, no third person could possibly still be standing.

"This world is full of color, and having understood this, over the long span of time I have come to perceive the unchanging common thread they share." Under the eerie atmosphere, Scorpion chose an inexplicably strange topic—"death."

Even though Scorpion had not explicitly locked her killing intent onto him, Ma Ji couldn't move so much as a single finger, while Scorpion, as if she had done nothing at all, went on voicing her strange remarks.

"No matter what it is, it can die. The most direct demonstration is that through my own hands I can easily create death. This troubles me greatly—I hate death, I hate things without life, I hate a world where immortality does not exist."

A ball of glowing green light condensed in Scorpion's raised palm. Ma Ji widened his eyes and stared fixedly—there was no mistaking it. This was Uzumaki Young Yuanzi's signature, a senjutsu chakra composed of the power of the Divine Dragon!

"Some time ago, my standing against her was inevitable, and just like the outcome that followed, I was bound to fail." Though she was admitting her own defeat, not a trace of unwillingness or anger could be heard in Scorpion's tone; on the contrary, it betrayed a certain indescribable excitement.

"Only after experiencing it firsthand did I truly understand that her strength truly lives up to being the one I admire, and at the same time it allowed me to get even closer to her~"

It was clearly Young Yuanzi's senjutsu chakra, yet now it was being manipulated with unusual obedience, sinking back into her palm and vanishing—right before Ma Ji's eyes.

"I've also improved upon the various flaws from before—for instance, the power of the 'Dragon' that you people dream of, and for which you would even take desperate risks." The chakra reaction on Scorpion's body changed once more; this time a pale purple chakra covered her entire body.

Anyone who understood the Dragon Vein would surely sense that familiar violent, wild quality from her.

Sasori of the Red Sand was absolutely not just a genius—merely by making use of a false body, she was able to reach this point. One could say that, invisibly, in order to get closer to that person she had even bridged an impossible chasm, and now, relying on this shell that could be called a miracle, she could even do...

"Small talk ends here; you've all rested enough, I imagine. Let us begin the killing—the victor may leave!" The long sword forged in imitation of the North Wind was slowly drawn. The previously felled Sand ninja had now, one after another, closed in around them. Having come to understand the opponent's true identity, they had, just like Ma Ji, set aside certain struggles, their resolve more firm than ever before.

"Have you figured it out? What exactly is going on!"

"Sorry, so far I haven't the slightest clue."

The underground world of Loran had already begun to take shape. The formation array spread out with the Dragon Vein at its center had already started to slowly operate. At this very moment, its creator, Uzumaki Young Yuanzi, was pacing along the central ring built suspended above the deep Dragon Vein well. Not long before, she had been concentrating on calculating values when she was disturbed by a familiar fluctuation. After reacting, she flew into a towering rage and summoned her most intimate summoning beast, Qinglong Qianqian.

"Qianqian, we must find that thief." Gazing at the liquid Dragon Vein power that rose and fell like the sea, bathed in the pale purple light Young Yuanzi's face looked uncertain, shifting between light and shadow—the fury of having something important to oneself touched by another was already bursting out.

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The reason Young Yuanzi possesses her current strength is inseparable from the power of Qinglong and the Dragon Vein. Especially the power of Qinglong—it has already completely fused into her very marrow, and has already become a special ability akin to a Kekkei Genkai that cannot be copied or simulated. And Young Yuanzi, who has already settled on a certain person in her heart, cannot possibly have any descendants either; this power should completely end with her.

Absolutely no mistake—when she was still staying in the city of Loran, someone truly used an identical power, including the Qinglong senjutsu and the Dragon Vein chakra. Although the two powers were mixed perfectly, this had already crossed Young Yuanzi's bottom line.

And for Qianqian, a leakage of the power of the Divine Dragon Realm was also something intolerable.

Both of them had already proven with their own lives that the power of Qinglong, apart from Young Yuanzi, was something no one else could bear. The moment one so much as touched it, one would be corroded by it—meridians, blood vessels, nerves, cells, everything would crystallize, and in the end one would become a jade statue.

But the greed for power still could not stop Young Yuanzi's enemies from conducting experiment after experiment.

And this time, it was probably not only the power of Qinglong, but the power of the Dragon Vein had been added as well—it was simply the most reckless of the reckless. What Qianqian could not understand was that, through continuous monitoring, the other party, after employing this mixed power, was actually still alive!

If it weren't for the overly vast distance and the vague positioning, she would have already gone to eliminate this threat first without needing Young Yuanzi's order. Perish.