Hahahahahahahaha!

Before Si Zang could finish speaking, Tian Hao burst into laughter: "You're right, you're right, but you're not talking about me!"

He wasn't the one who calmly crawled out of that shitty life!

"You want to know why I joined them? It's simple. I hate everyone. The only thing that keeps me going is these false fantasies. Those stories that you laugh at are exactly the same as my shitty life, but they give me strength in my moments of despair!"

Sensing that hatred, Shizang's voice deepened: "Given you power? Rather than power, it gave you the pleasure of numbing yourself. If you truly had power, you wouldn't continue to rot away."

Power? Power that lets you wander in shit? Power that lets you accept everything with a clear conscience?

"Isn't changing yourself more powerful than a story? You have the guts to kill, but not the courage to kill your own past?" Si Zang's voice was now tinged with indifference: "You've only seen your own suffering through the examples of others. People who think they've seen through everything are ultimately nothing more than... a pile of shit!"

"Hehehe..." Si Zang then sneered: "Is this the reason that made you make this choice? You'd be willing to lend a hand to anyone? You'd do anything if the Yin Yang Stream offered you a little benefit? But you won't even lend a hand to yourself?"

"Ha... Look at yourself. Apart from growing up on this land and speaking the same language as us, his life has never been integrated into our culture. He has only seen the culture, but he has never felt our heritage, or even developed any recognition or sense of belonging to our culture."

“At least he wasn’t after the money,” Lin Feng’s voice came through.

Si Zang immediately retorted, "Money? Tsk tsk, don't underestimate him. Money is greed, but he's fundamentally averse to it. If he were to pick up a butcher's knife, who knows what might happen?"

After glancing at Tian Hao outside, Si Zang turned back and said, "Whatever. You know that the complexity of human society cannot be summarized in a simple sentence. Just like ninja culture itself is neither right nor wrong, but once it is exploited by someone with ulterior motives, it becomes a big problem."

"This era is filled with all kinds of trendy culture. Coolness and simplicity have become the most commercially valuable elements. Many people get into it for half their lives. When they come out, it's a different story. It's very difficult to get them to settle down and learn again."

"Especially someone who has been ruined by their shitty parents...heh."

As he spoke, Shizo seemed to transform into a different person for a moment, but that feeling quickly disappeared from his sight. He then said, "Besides, can an adult see the same thing when watching Naruto?"

"Can a person's growth be demonstrated by changing clothes, learning new ninjutsu, growing taller, and constantly fighting with strength?"

"Getting married and having children is not growth. True maturity is not about age, but about changing yourself. Why does a 30-year-old man suddenly like to study history and talk about national affairs? Because they realize that they can only walk their own path in the future."

As Si Zang was speaking eloquently, suddenly, a crashing sound appeared around them. The edge of the Yin House Ghost Domain was hit, creating transparent ripples that spread out into huge tadpole-like characters.

"What happened?"

Si Zang looked over in surprise and saw Tian Hao's hands gripping the edge of the transparent ghost realm. A transparent five-headed shark spirit was frantically crashing into them through the tadpole-like script covering the walls.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He took a step past Si Zang, opened his arms, and grabbed at the hands that were clasped around Gui Yu's.

Demonic power spewed out, forcibly erasing the tadpole-like characters. Just as the red-haired ghost appeared on one side and slashed down with its blade, the wooden doll clone that emerged from behind Tian Hao once again pulled Sword Saint Yi out of the coffin.

"Got you!"

Lin Feng was startled to realize that Yi's blade had blocked Hong Linggui, and the hands in space had pierced through the ghost realm, using tadpole-like characters to lock his arms and imprint them on the power of the demon.

"Immortal Technique: Five Elements Soul Sealing!"

In an instant, Lin Feng's eyes became empty, and a force, along with the soul of the five-headed shark, entered his body, dragging his mind into a dark abyss.

The next second, his breath stopped, his head drooped, and he collapsed to the ground at Tian Hao's feet.

Si Zang urgently stirred up a gust of yin wind within the ghost realm of the Yin House, and the flickering strands of electricity quickly swept towards the blade that had been inserted into the ghost realm. However, Tian Hao's hands had already torn through space, and he stepped into the ghost realm along with Yi's blade light.

In an instant, Tian Hao's killing intent transformed into raging flames that engulfed Si Zang.

"Preaching? Hahahaha, you really think you're here to save me?" Tian Hao stood outside the fire, calmly looking at the face peeking out from the flames, and mocked it blatantly.

"Do you think you can save the world?"

"Do you think that just because you're right, people will listen to you?"

"You think that if you don't make a move, someone won't kill you?!"

Do you think everyone in the world is like you?!

"Every man for himself, or the world will punish him!"

As the flames subsided, Si Zang stared at the hideous face that had been distorted behind the flames, revealing a chilling will for the first time: "The saying 'Man does not act for himself' implies self-cultivation and moral character. What our ancestor meant was that if a person does not cultivate their character, even if others don't kill them, Heaven will. You can't even learn properly, yet you use it to harm others. You have completely disgraced our ancestors!"

"Furthermore, whether or not to save people is not up to me, nor is it up to you..."

"It's up to the world to decide!!!"

Si Cang's sleeves danced wildly, and the divine light emanating from his eyes seemed to be the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, transforming into a series of laws governing the operation of all things that revealed humanity yet were cold.

Lin Feng used his merits to elevate his spirit, while his merits led him into that realm of ultimate truth, allowing him to experience the beliefs and principles contained within it!

The Heavenly Stems and their divine evolution, capture!

He grasped the rules of this world, freezing the remaining flames in mid-air. He forcibly locked onto the fundamental physical rules of energy, mass, force, and so on, enveloping Tian Hao in them.

"easy...!"

Just moments ago, Tian Hao was smug, but now he was filled with panic. The only one who could still move here was the invincible Sword Saint Yi, whose sword intent had not been completely suppressed and who was still able to advance slowly under this intimidation.

The Way of Wuji!

Yi's sword cleaved through the air, like leaving a still gap in water, propelling him forward several steps.

Looking at the opponent's offensive, Si Zang's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. Suddenly, Weng Jinchui appeared and hovered in this area.

One, two, three.

The three golden hammers hovering around him began to spin simultaneously, their blurry shapes seemingly stopping their movement after a moment, as if they were still.

Si Cang's forehead veins throbbed silently as he accelerated the golden hammer in his hand to its limit, aiming straight for Yi's chest.

boom!

A silent explosion occurred, so loud that no sound could travel through the space. In the instant that the first shot could be detonated, the second shot from the Golden Hammer followed closely behind, chasing after Tian Hao's body.

Tian Hao's eyes were filled with terror. His body was unable to move, and his mind was locked by some unknown force. That feeling made him unable to believe in any life-saving ninjutsu. The only way was the Sage Chakra from the ninja beast that was still circulating in his body.

Eight Gates Formation!

Open the door, rest the door, and live the door!

Injury Gate, Block Gate, View Gate!

A shocking event!

Death Gate!

Oil paint covered his face, and crimson power broke free from the restraints on his hands and feet. His will was torn apart under the intense pressure, unleashing a soaring killing intent.

A blood-red Sage Art Rasengan spun out of his hand, blocking the first incoming Ongold Hammer; the second Ongold Hammer was deflected by Yi Yidao, who had just recovered half of his body; the large seal flashing on the third Ongold Hammer collided with the crimson chakra cloak.

Bang...

The chakra cloak was completely shattered, and the feeling of death brushed past him. Tian Hao looked at the half of his chest that had been knocked askew by the shockwave and once again revealed a wild smile.

His body was rapidly recovering, and the pressure was decreasing. In a few seconds, Sizang's control would no longer be able to stop him.

Lightning flashed in Tian Hao's hand, and his slowly descending body gathered even more ferocious power: "Sage Art: Thousand...Birds!"

In what seemed like a moment of weakness, Si Zang's eyes once again shone with a captivating will.

Tian Hao paused, and the lightning of Chidori was stopped again, but Yi's blade followed Tian Hao's will and stabbed towards Shizang.

Facing the sword that would kill him, Si Zang's eyes flashed with a shadow, a smile steadily pressing down on his lips: "I knew you wouldn't be so easily..."

The shadow overlapped with Tian Hao's. He frantically squeezed his will in his mind, almost frantically manipulating all his power to grab Yi's blade without hesitation.