Starting with rogue ninjas, building the insect kingdom.

Chapter 180 The Wind Immortal Body and Hidan's Immortal Body of the Evil God

Thousands of purplish-black insects emerged from the petri dish, but instead of falling to the ground, they hovered in mid-air, their bodies constantly shifting between reality and illusion.

They sensed the lingering aura of the evil god in the air. Then, they went mad. To them, it was the most delicious food.

Thousands of mutated corrosive insects transformed into a purplish-black torrent, rushing towards the remaining phantom of the evil god in the sky.

The evil god brandished his scythe in an attempt to defend himself, but the insects were utterly unafraid of any attack, even when faced with certain death.

The insects continued their frenzied feeding, and with each bite, the evil god's body dimmed further. The parts that were devoured disappeared forever, never to be restored.

The evil god roared silently, unleashing a torrent of negative energy in an attempt to convert the insects into his followers. However, the insects remained unmoved. They simply devoured the food offered to them.

Transformation? Ha! Go talk to the core of the petri dish!

The evil god's body began to collapse. His once solid phantom image was now pitted and riddled with holes.

His clothes were tattered, and his skin was covered in bite marks. The scythe in his hand was broken in two, and the broken ends were still dissipating.

He glared fiercely at You Nu Zhicheng. In those illusory eyes, there was anger, shock, resentment, and a faint trace of fear.

What exactly are these strange humans?

What are those insects?

He had existed in the ninja world for over a thousand years and had never seen anything like it. A human who could look directly at a god without wavering. A swarm of insects that could devour a god without being transformed.

He wanted to say something, he wanted to do something, but there was no time left.

Space began to distort, and His existence in the ninja world finally came to an end.

In his final moments, He gazed deeply at Aburame Shisei, as if trying to etch that face into the depths of his soul. Then, the enormous phantom completely disintegrated, disappearing into the distorted space.

The evil god is gone.

The swarm of insects circled once in mid-air, emitting a satisfied buzz, before falling back onto Hidan.

Those fragments of the soul that hadn't yet merged into his body were completely devoured. But those that had already merged were too late.

Shisei Aburame, holding Hidan, slowly landed back on the ground. The baby's breathing had stabilized; he was no longer crying or trembling. He lay quietly in Shisei's arms, as if asleep.

However, his hair was no longer its original color. His once silver-white hair had now turned into a mottled mix of white and green.

The white side remained its original color, while the green part shimmered with a faint bluish light. Clearly, one half of it had been completely corrupted by the natural wind-attribute energy.

The other half appears to have returned to normal, but in reality, it has been possessed by an evil god.

Aburame Shisei looked at him and remained silent for a long time. He didn't know what Hidan would be like after he woke up.

Is he possessed by the will of an evil god, becoming a puppet who only knows how to kill?

Or will they be able to retain their consciousness and become immortal humans?

Or perhaps, both?

He didn't realize that he had already done everything he could.

He gently placed Hidan on a flat rock, used his wind blade to cut off a piece of his clothes, dipped it in the nearby water, and wiped away the blood and dirt from Hidan's face.

The baby's face was small and soft, and he slept peacefully, as if nothing had happened.

Just then, Hidan opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. The moment he saw Shisei Aburame, the fear in his eyes disappeared and he became calm. Then he grabbed Shisei tightly with both hands.

Upon seeing this, Yu Nu Zhicheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Not much has changed; it seems he still has the upper hand!

As Yu Nu Zhicheng looked at him, she suddenly remembered something.

If he had hesitated even slightly, or let things slide, would Hidan have followed the same trajectory and become a true follower of the Jashin cult?

He started killing people everywhere, was eventually recruited into a small organization, buried by Nara Shikamaru, and finally starved to death.

But now he knows the answer; there are no "what ifs."

Fate is something that is sometimes really hard to change.

The cultists still found him, the ritual still took place, and the energy still entered his body.

The only change is that Hidan has not become a puppet of the evil god, at least not yet, and that is the change.

Aburame Shisei doesn't believe in fate because he thinks all fates are scripts written by the strong, but not everyone is willing to follow the script.

At least this sudden outsider was unwilling, and neither was Hidan in his arms.

Aburame Shisei slowly walked out carrying the child. In the distance, Hideyoshi was still unconscious, being carried by the invisible scorpion and lying at the cave entrance.

Just after he left the cave entrance, the mountains behind him began to sink little by little, and the original cave entrance sank into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

100 meters underground, various insects have begun to multiply, building layer upon layer of underground palaces.

At this moment, Hideyoshi slowly woke up. He saw that Aburame Shigeaki had safely carried Hidan out. He was extremely excited and hugged Hidan tightly, kissing Hidan's cheeks wildly.

"My precious son, you're still alive! I'm so glad you're alive!"

"Shiraki-kun, thank you, thank you so much!" He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Aburame Shisei helped him up. "No need to thank me. Hidan might be a little different; his body is probably still suppressing another side. But with proper guidance, it shouldn't be a big problem."

After telling him his deduction, Shisei Aburame then mentally reviewed the battle that had just taken place.

On a spiritual level, he was almost powerless to fight back.

If it weren't for those mutated corrosive insects, and if the existence of the evil god hadn't come to an end, he and Hidan might be lying here today.

Alas! I am ultimately too weak.

He thought that by mastering natural energy, mastering the Wind Release Sage Technique, and mastering the ultimate control of insect swarms, he would be able to establish himself in the ninja world.

But today he realized that the ninja world was far more complex than he had imagined.

He knew absolutely nothing about soul ninjutsu, space ninjutsu, the power of curses, the power of faith, or the rules of death. Even the sealing techniques he knew were only superficially understood and not at their highest level.

If we encounter an enemy skilled in these things again, even if it's like today, we'll be helpless no matter what we do.

He looked up at the sky. It was already evening, the sky was getting dark, and the stars were twinkling.

Hideyoshi carried the child and walked alongside him on the road back to the village.

"Shiraki-kun, what do you think we should do to teach him in the future?"

"As usual, give him the love he can give."