blogombal Chapter 364 The Origin of the Eye
Chapter 364 The Origin of the Eye
At this moment, the area of the mysterious and awe-inspiring tower within Amegakure is completely unrecognizable. The once towering and magnificent building has now been reduced to ruins by the aftershocks of the fierce battle. Traces of a devastating war seem to still linger on these ruins.
However, this was only the beginning. Immediately afterward, an immensely powerful force descended—Hyuga Kanan unleashed the power of his water elemental rules, the extreme cold contained within instantly sweeping across the land. This cold, like a ferocious beast, mercilessly devoured everything around it. In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated buildings were frozen into solid blocks of ice, the entire scene resembling a dreamlike, icy world.
What's even more astonishing is that this castle, built from countless ice crystals, is incredibly sturdy, standing firm like an impregnable fortress. Pain, the Six Paths of Pain, is trapped within this frigid castle, unable to move. No matter how hard Nagato tries, even sacrificing his own precious life force to transfer even more chakra to Pain, it's all in vain. The thick layer of ice is like an insurmountable chasm, tightly sealing Pain within, rendering him utterly powerless.
Nagato was utterly exhausted, as if all his strength had been drained, and even his consciousness was becoming blurred and chaotic. Konan, standing beside him, wore an expression of disbelief and terror. This was the first time in her life she had witnessed Nagato in such a state, yet still unable to find any way to defeat the onslaught of the intruders.
When Konan saw Nagato still determined to expend his precious life force at all costs, continuously channeling chakra into the Six Paths of Pain, hoping they could successfully break free of the ice's confinement, she could no longer contain her anxiety and worry. Without hesitation, she stepped forward, grabbed Nagato's arm tightly, and tried her best to stop his almost insane behavior.
"Stop, Nagato! Stop struggling in vain. It's pointless and will only make your life's flame grow weaker! Do you really intend to give up the dream you've been pursuing all this time because of this uninvited guest?" Konan stared at Nagato, who was almost at his last gasp and on the verge of death, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart.
She knew all too well that if Nagato didn't stop all this, what awaited him was an abyss of no return—a swift and inevitable death. She couldn't bear to stand idly by and watch Nagato vanish before her eyes. After all, Nagato was her last remaining source of warmth and support in this world; the bond between them had long transcended the boundaries of blood, as solid as a rock.
Konan's firm and powerful words were like a bright ray of light piercing through the darkness and confusion deep within Nagato's heart, gradually calming his nearly frantic mind and finally restoring his reason. Although his heart was filled with endless resentment and bitterness, Nagato now understood that, given the current situation, even if he had transformed into a so-called "god," he still could not escape this tragic fate of defeat.
Faced with this seemingly insurmountable predicament, Nagato felt utterly powerless. He knew he had exhausted every possible means, yet still couldn't budge his enemy in the slightest. He was especially astonished when he perceived his opponent's strength through the Six Paths of Pain—his opponent had easily frozen the entire area with such a powerful technique, rendering the Six Paths of Pain utterly helpless! Even more shocking was that despite unleashing such a devastating attack, his opponent maintained a calm and composed demeanor, as if it were all merely a matter of course. This unhurried demeanor filled Nagato with fear: Could it be that his opponent hadn't even used his full strength? At this thought, Nagato gasped, an unprecedented sense of despair washing over him.
Hyuga Kanan's sharp gaze, which had been fixed on the masked man, suddenly shifted, as if piercing through layers of mist, and shot straight at the mysterious figure hiding behind the Six Paths of Pain. His figure vanished in an instant like a ghost, and the next moment he appeared not far in front of Nagato.
At this moment, Nagato was covered in wounds, his clothes were torn, and he looked extremely disheveled. However, Nagato showed no sign of defeat because of this; instead, he stared at Hyuga Kanan with an almost crazed gaze. This crazed gaze was not a loss of reason, but rather contained deep thought and vigilance.
In that brief exchange of glances, time seemed to freeze. Everything around them became eerily quiet, the only sound the distinct audibility of their breathing. In Nagato's weary and pained eyes, a hint of resentment towards fate shone; while in Hyuga Kanan's eyes, doubt flickered. They were like two adversaries in a game of strategy, their intents clashing intensely even before they made a move.
Konan stood ramrod straight, like an impregnable fortress before Nagato. Her petite frame exuded an unparalleled aura of determination, as if it could withstand any storm.
Her eyes were sharp and alert, like two gleaming swords, fixed intently on Hyuga Kanan. Every subtle movement, every change in expression, did not escape her keen observation. This intense focus and vigilance were awe-inspiring, as if the entire world had shrunk to the tense standoff between the three of them.
Konan knew that Nagato was crucial to their organization; he not only possessed immense power but was also her pillar of strength. Therefore, no matter the cost, she would ensure Nagato's safety. Faced with potential threats, Konan dared not relax her vigilance, remaining fully focused on guarding against any possible actions from the enemy.
"Where do your eyes come from? Could you tell me a thing or two?" Hyuga Kanan couldn't bear to look at the other person any longer, so he acted decisively, asking the question first. With his extremely keen spiritual sense, he could clearly perceive that these eyes were completely incompatible with the person before him! Not only that, but whether considering bloodline or chakra attributes, there was an indescribable gap and conflict between them. However, what was astonishing was that although the chakra contained within this person was incompatible with those eyes, it actually contained an astonishingly vast life force! It was as if this powerful force was the perfect vessel to nourish those mysterious eyes.
These eyes are constantly devouring the other person's life force. As long as they are not used, the other person can ensure that their lifespan will not be greatly reduced. However, judging from the other person's appearance, they have already used them many times over the years, and their body has been basically hollowed out. At most, they can only maintain their life for a few more years, and that is assuming that they will stop using these eyes.
"Did you come here for these eyes?" Konan asked before Nagato could answer. She was very worried about Nagato's safety, but she also knew very well that she could not possibly stop any of his actions on her own.
"No, no, no! Although the power contained within these eyes is indeed considerable, to me it's nothing more than a chicken bone—tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away. What I'm truly interested in is the original owner's condition!" Hyuga Kanan categorically denied without hesitation. After all, power of rules not gained through one's own comprehension, even if one could use it, would likely never surpass the original owner's depth of understanding. Moreover, doing so would not only be unhelpful to one's future development and growth, but would also greatly interfere with and hinder one's cultivation path. After all, everyone has their own unique path of cultivation; forcibly borrowing the power of others is tantamount to putting the cart before the horse, ultimately leading to a futile attempt at imitation. Only by adhering to one's own heart and steadfastly moving forward along the chosen path can one possibly achieve earth-shattering feats. The truth hidden behind those mysterious eyes became an inescapable mystery in Hyuga Kanan's mind. He simply wanted to learn more about the Sage of Six Paths and gather more information about him.
"What original owner? These are clearly my own eyes!" Nagato's eyes widened, filled with anger and resentment, as he stared intently at Hyuga Kanan. His deep, slightly hoarse voice seemed to contain endless rage and resentment. Every word exploded in the air like thunder, leaving everyone stunned.
At this moment, Nagato could no longer suppress the surging emotions within him. His chest heaved violently, and his breathing became rapid. His already pale face was now flushed with an unusual redness due to extreme excitement. The veins on his forehead bulged, showing that he was in a state of extreme rage.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain. His whole body trembled slightly, as if he might explode at any moment. However, despite this, Nagato struggled to suppress the urge to rush forward and fight his opponent to the death. After all, he no longer had the strength to attack, and the power his opponent displayed was far beyond their capabilities. He could only buy some time for Madara Uchiha, who was not far away, to arrive and join them in dealing with the formidable enemy before them.