Chapter 770: , A

Even if Kurotsuchi possessed ninjutsu capable of traversing time, do not forget that Mizunuki Ryosuke mastered a ninjutsu capable of freezing time—Mahapadma!

Therefore, once Kurotsuchi fell into Mizunuki Ryosuke's hands, the idea of wanting to return was simply wishful thinking.

At this moment, Mizunuki Ryosuke's strategy of "letting the prey go only to catch it" had clearly succeeded.

Currently, an ice-blue orb of light emitting a chilling arc appeared in the Ice Clone's hand. Wisps of cold air, sufficient to cause time to distort, continuously drifted from the Ice Clone's hand.

As long as it took an instant, the moment any space-time fluctuation appeared at Kurotsuchi's side, Mizunuki Ryosuke could flash to her side at any time and use Mahapadma to freeze the space-time around her.

Following Kurotsuchi's lengthy hand seals, her hand speed grew faster and faster; the number of seals had already reached nearly a hundred!

This was an extremely astonishing number! It was hard to imagine what kind of ninjutsu required such a complex prelude to prepare.

Finally, Kurotsuchi completed the last seal, a trace of trepidation and joy appearing in her eyes.

When she had first arrived here, she had attempted this several times, but all had ended in failure.

But Kurotsuchi did not lose heart; instead, she attributed it all to the possibility that some flaw had appeared at the "other end" of space-time, which was why she could not return.

Regarding the trust of the person on the "other side," she felt it wouldn't be long; once they resolved the problem over there, she might be able to return.

Without a doubt, success or failure was about to be decided in this one move.

A mysterious fluctuation bloomed from Kurotsuchi's body; this was the aura unique to space-time. Was she about to succeed!

Her emotions were stirred; it seemed that in the next moment, she could directly "go home."

Outside the room, Mizunuki Ryosuke's Ice Clone had already prepared the Body Flicker Technique, ready to activate and arrive at Kurotsuchi's side at any moment.

Then.

Then there was no then.

The space-time aura flashed and vanished, as if it had never existed at all.

Kurotsuchi stood blankly in place, the hope in her eyes instantly turning into bewilderment and helplessness.

Failed again.

This failure caused Kurotsuchi to not only shudder.

A "terrifying" possibility appeared in the depths of Kurotsuchi's heart. Thinking of this, Kurotsuchi's delicate body began to tremble continuously.

Seemingly unable to accept the facts, Kurotsuchi repeated the previous process as if in denial.

Failure, failure, and still failure.

Finally, Kurotsuchi collapsed to the ground, powerless, her complexion like a doll that had lost its life.

She powerlessly fished out a circular glass pendant from her neck; inside the circular glass pendant, wisps of deep purple energy lingered.

But it was almost visible to the naked eye that the deep purple energy within the pendant had grown so thin it was almost invisible.

Kurotsuchi recalled what her father had said to her before she left, and then a trace of terror appeared in her eyes.

She couldn't go back.

This time, she was completely unable to go back.

Such was the fact; no matter how desperate Kurotsuchi's heart was, or how much she prayed to the heavens, reality was just like this—it would not change in the slightest because of the visions in Kurotsuchi's heart.

Not mentioning the desperate girl.

Outside the room, Mizunuki Ryosuke's Ice Clone shook his head gently and dissipated the ice-blue arc in his hand.

Although he did not know which link had gone wrong, it now appeared that Kurotsuchi's plan to return had completely failed.

Mizunuki Ryosuke, as a master-level developer of ninjutsu, especially one capable of developing an ultimate forbidden technique involving the realm of time like Mahapadma.

His research and attainments in ninjutsu were naturally far beyond what ordinary people could reach. By dismantling Kurotsuchi's lengthy hand seals, Mizunuki Ryosuke had also roughly analyzed the effect of this technique.

Rather than saying Kurotsuchi was performing a "space-time traversal" ninjutsu, it was more like a complex communication and positioning formula; the effect should be to trigger some mechanism, allowing it to sense the "space-time" where the girl was located.

That is to say, in the "future," there was still a group of people waiting to receive the girl.

At this moment, the girl was like an "anchor" thrown from a ship into the sea; only by relying on the chain could she return to the ship once more.

And clearly, Kurotsuchi's failure to perform the technique indicated that perhaps the ship carrying the girl in the "future" had now "capsized."

This also indirectly explained that Mizunuki Ryosuke's guess had not been wrong.

Thinking along this angle, Mizunuki Ryosuke suddenly understood some things, a thoughtful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, all of this was arranged by "himself," wasn't it?

Given the steadiness of "Mizunuki Ryosuke," since he had already set the goal of "controlling the Ninja World," how could he sit by and watch events occur that utilized space-time traversal to change the past?

Perhaps Kurotsuchi appearing in this space-time was a "gift" his future self had deliberately left for him...

In an unknown time, in a secret base of Iwagakure.

Everything here had been dyed with a layer of ice-blue halo; under this frigid halo, everything was frozen.

Even time and space had ceased their flow and fluctuations under this frigid halo.

Mizunuki Ryosuke looked at the opposite side, at this bearded, decadent middle-aged man, a trace of emotion flowing in his eyes.

Having not seen him for many years, he had not expected that the once high-spirited, honest, and sturdy Iwagakure youth would become this sloppy, fat, middle-aged man.

In contrast, Mizunuki Ryosuke's face remained extraordinarily handsome; time seemed to have frozen on Mizunuki Ryosuke's face, keeping him exactly as he appeared in the middle-aged man's memory.

Ryosuke did not say much, nor did he pay attention to the middle-aged man who was already slumped on the ground in a sorry state; he only pushed open the door slowly, revealing the scene behind him.

At this moment, a woman with charming grace, full of the aura of a mature woman, revealed her figure.

She looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Her pretty short black hair added a touch of daintiness to her charm; her gentle willow-leaf brows and a pair of round apricot eyes had gained a touch of softness and mature charm after being polished by time.

Her curvaceous figure was enough to kill ninety-nine percent of women, especially her pair of black-silk-clad legs with perfect curves and heaven-defying length, which elevated the charm of this woman full of mature aura by more than a notch.

"Father, I'm back..."

The long-legged mature woman spoke slowly in a gentle voice, her tone carrying a trace of emotion, and her beautiful eyes also held a bit of complexity.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man slumped on the ground opened his mouth, wanting to make a sound, but when the words reached his lips, he could not make a single sound at all.

He looked at the stunning woman in disbelief, his eyes locked tightly onto the girl's face.

This was not because the middle-aged man was coveting her beauty, but because there was another reason for this.

This face, he was so familiar with it that it was carved into his heart and could not be forgotten, so familiar that, even at any time, he could recognize her at a glance.

Because, this was his daughter!!!

"Kurotsuchi."

The man whispered in disbelief, calling out her name.

And this also completely revealed the identity of this middle-aged man.

He was the son of the Third Tsuchikage Onoki, the pride of the former Iwagakure—Kitsuchi! ===== CHAPTER 772 =====