Chapter 795

Tsunade glared fiercely at Aizen, bit her finger, and summoned a slug.

Since you want to fight, I'll see you through to the end.

"Aizen, hold them off for now—I'm about to use a secret technique to send these deceased back to the Pure Land, so they may break free from control and rest in peace!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen no longer wished to live. He knew clearly that if he lived, every accusation today would continue to be pinned onto him—but if he died saving the First and Second Hokages, along with the Fourth and his wife, then someone would surely clear his name; once one accusation was debunked, the rest would be seen as slander.

Moreover, once a person dies, past events gradually fade from memory; with a little propaganda, they could be entirely rewritten.

"Master, rest assured—I'll hold them off!"

Aizen had no idea what had just happened; he only knew that Orochimaru definitely wouldn't do it.

Dead God Seal!

Just when no one expected it, Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't even continue fighting—he immediately unleashed the forbidden technique, Dead God Seal, which would surely kill him.

Now, not only Orochimaru and the others were stunned, but Aizen was dumbfounded too.

Although he hadn't returned to the village before, he knew that Bofengshui Sect's Fourth Hokage had used this forbidden technique to seal the Nine-Tails—and had died himself in the process.

"Third Hokage, you're truly cruel—just wanting everyone to die together. Too bad, even if you're dead, I'll have someone write a book detailing all the vile deeds you committed, so the whole world will know what you've done!"

Orochimaru glared at the slowly forming Death God behind Sarutobi Hiruzen—he'd once had his belly sliced open by this very thing, and now he saw it again.

Who knew if the Death God held grudges? What if it came out again and fixated on him?

"I didn't do those things—no matter how much filth you splash on me, it won't stick. After I send these deceased back to the Pure Land, someone will settle accounts with you!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen felt his condition—he knew he was definitely going to die. But he wasn't afraid of death; only by dying could he make more people believe him.

And once the outcome was sealed, whether it was Transmigration Shōshun or Mizukado En, neither would care about their own reputation—they'd stand beside Asama and paint the Third Hokage with a layer of merit.

Then, when the lamp went out and the man was dead, he would still be the most revered and admired Hokage of Konoha; every accusation? Just Orochimaru's slander!

The Death God was summoned, hadn't yet swallowed a soul, and immediately saw the adult Lin Cheng smiling gently at him—and also the younger Lin Cheng.

After one glance, he was truly stunned—this guy really knew how to play.

"We meet again, but this time, the sacrifice still can't be given to you. We must wait until his judgment ends before letting him die to atone. Right now… at least not now. Could you just wait until we're done?"

Adult Lin Cheng raised his hand and ruffled the hair of younger Lin Cheng, looking at the Death God with resignation—but when he said the sacrifice wouldn't be given, the Death God's emotion clearly refused.

The Death God, being a spirit, didn't speak, but gave a slight nod.

Last time he was cheated—he'd overlook it for this guy's sake—but this time he wouldn't be cheated again; he had principles!

"Alright then, the Death God's already waiting—hurry up, or he might get impatient and take a few more souls along. Looking at the Death God still staring at him and his younger self, he sighed and urged Orochimaru to hurry, then stepped aside to wait for the outcome.

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The trial process, to others, might seem strange—after all, they'd summoned a Death God to observe.

"Then let's begin directly. There are plenty of ninja here—word will spread quickly…" Orochimaru spat out a scroll, unrolled it, and prepared to read aloud.

"Wait—one moment. No one has yet given me the truth about my parents. Third Hokage, won't you say something? Or perhaps Elder Danzō could tell me—how exactly did they die?"

Younger Lin Cheng stepped forward suddenly, raising his hand to tell Orochimaru to wait a moment.

At this point, he definitely needed to settle accounts with these few first. Though among all the events, his parents' identities seemed the least noticed.

"Your parents were killed by rebels—what else do you want to ask? Their deaths were only natural."

Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't move at all—the Death God stood behind him.

Right now, Aizen had no idea what to do; after being kicked away by a hand, he stood frozen in place, watching the chaos, trying to understand its origin.

The Death God had been summoned, yet he knew that guy—and greeted him, then just waited. "Killed? It's natural? If they died on a mission by enemy hands, or during an invasion, I wouldn't press further—but they died unjustly! Why can't I demand a clear explanation!"