The Shinigami, as an extremely special existence in the Naruto World.
He is not a living being in the traditional sense, but rather the personification of a death rule.
He has no physical form, no emotions, only cold rules and instincts—to devour souls and maintain the balance of life and death.
In a sense, he is one of the agents of this world's death laws.
Yet, at this moment, this lofty deity encountered an utterly unreasonable outsider.
"Crack—"
A crisp sound, like bones breaking, echoed in the silent secret chamber.
The Shinigami's ghostly hand, made of pure energy and supposedly ethereal, was actually deformed by Hansen's immense strength!
"Roar..."
A roar, not human-like, filled with pain and fury, erupted from the Shinigami's mouth, directly shaking the souls of everyone present.
The sealing jutsu in the secret chamber flickered wildly, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Orochimaru bore the brunt of it.
He had already nearly been swallowed by the Shinigami, and now he felt as if his soul would be shattered by the roar. Blood streamed from his seven orifices, and he fainted on the spot.
The Shinigami was enraged!
The short blade in its mouth suddenly flared with light, carrying a terrifying aura that seemed to sever causality and separate life and death, and it slashed towards Hansen's neck!
This slash ignored physical distance and any defense.
It cut not the flesh, but the connection between soul and existence!
Once struck, the soul would be stripped from the body, leading to complete death.
However, facing this fatal blow, Hansen didn't even bother to dodge.
He simply raised his other hand and, with two fingers, casually pinched the short blade, which was wreathed in endless death qi.
Clink.
A soft sound.
The blade of the short sword stopped at Hansen's fingertips, unable to advance another inch.
"..."
In the Shinigami's empty eye sockets, an emotion called shock seemed to appear for the first time.
This mortal... no, this unknown existence, actually... caught its blade of death?
"Weak and powerless."
Hansen's fingers tightened slightly.
Crack!
The short blade, condensed from the laws of death, shattered like fragile glass, piece by piece, turning into specks of light and dissipating.
"Now, it's my turn."
Hansen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
The hand he used to grab the Shinigami's ghostly hand suddenly pulled!
"Roar!"
The Shinigami let out an angry roar, trying to break free, but found its body locked as if by an unshakeable divine mountain, completely unable to move.
The next second, Hansen's hand passed through the Shinigami's chest without any hindrance!
For the ethereal Shinigami, physical attacks should have been ineffective.
But Hansen's attack had long transcended the purely physical level.
His palm was enveloped in a faint, idealistic "Imaginary Divine Power," directly touching the essence of the Shinigami's existence!
[Ding! Contacted replicable target "Shinigami"!]
["Death Authority · Incomplete (SSR)": An incomplete death authority containing a portion of the laws of death, capable of freely traversing the underworld and the mortal realm, severing the connection between soul and body, devouring souls, and spreading death.]
[Ability replication in progress...]
[Successfully replicated SSR-level ability: "Death Authority · Incomplete" Lv1.]
[Current ability slot occupied: 1 / 30.]
[Consuming...]
[Ding! Replicated ability "Death Authority · Incomplete (SSR)" has reached max level, integrated into the main body as an inherent ability, and released ability slot occupation!]
[Current ability slot occupied: 0 / 30.]
The incomplete Death Authority was refined in an instant.
At the same time, Hansen felt a strange resonance between his own "Authority over Life and Death" and this newly replicated ability.
His understanding of the concepts of life and death instantly rose to a whole new level.
This was also one of Hansen's plans: to integrate the powers of deities from different worlds to perfect his own divine power laws.
Even an insignificant deity from the Naruto World, one that could be toyed with by mortals and behaved like an artificial idiot program, offered no small benefit to the perfection of his laws.
Meanwhile, the Shinigami, whose heart had been dug out by Hansen, was in a rather dire state.
Its entire phantom became much dimmer, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
For the first time, its gaze towards Hansen held fear.
The other party's authority was above its own!
If it stayed any longer, it felt like it would truly be devoured by the other party!
Without any hesitation, the Shinigami's phantom suddenly recoiled, abandoning its attempt to devour Orochimaru's soul, and directly transformed into a stream of light, vanishing into the void and fleeing.
As the Shinigami departed, the chilling aura in the secret chamber instantly dissipated, and the temperature returned to normal.
The Shinigami mask on Orochimaru's face shattered with a "crack," and he collapsed limply to the ground. Though unconscious, he had at least saved his life.
"Hmph, he ran pretty fast."
Hansen pouted, still feeling a bit unsatisfied.
He looked down at the unconscious Orochimaru on the ground, then casually sent a wave of Yang Release Chakra, rich in powerful life energy, to stabilize his injuries.
"My tool can't just die like this."
Having done all this, Hansen turned and walked out of the secret chamber.
For him, there was nothing left in Konoha Village worth lingering over.
It was time to collect the remaining "puzzle pieces."
His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of obstacles, looking towards the distant horizon.
Kumogakure, Iwagakure, Kirigakure... the Tailed Beasts scattered across the world appeared in his perception like bright light bulbs, clearly visible... The next morning.
Kurenai Yūhi looked at the empty bed beside her, feeling the lingering warmth of the man in the sheets. The experiences of this period flashed through her mind like a reflection in a mirror, leaving her with a sense of loss.
Outside Konoha Village, in the sky.
Hansen floated in mid-air, closing his eyes.
"Well then, let's start with the closest one."
The Eye of Oracle quietly activated, and an invisible divine power perception, like radar, instantly swept across the entire world.
Countless streams of information flooded his mind, quickly being filtered and integrated.
Soon, a clear "Jinchūriki Distribution Map" formed in his mind.
"Found it."
Hansen's lips curved into a smile, locking onto a bright spot not far from the Land of Fire.
That was Fu, the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki of Takigakure.
The next second, his figure vanished from where he stood... Takigakure, a hidden village surrounded by a giant waterfall.
At this moment, the village's hero, Fu, the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki, was in the forest outside the village, training with a few companions.
She had a cheerful, lively personality, completely lacking the gloominess one might expect from a Jinchūriki.
"Watch this!'Secret Technique: Scale Powder Camouflage Jutsu'!"
Fu spread a pair of large butterfly wings on her back, and as she flapped them, countless shimmering scales scattered, instantly engulfing the entire forest.
These scales could not only interfere with an enemy's vision but also cause explosions, making it a very practical secret technique.
"Fu, you're using jutsu recklessly again!" her Jōnin leader called out helplessly.
Just then, an abrupt voice sounded in the forest.
"Oh? Quite pretty, but unfortunately useless."
"Who?!"
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