Chapter 227: Orochimaru Who Is Obsessed With Science
[Ding, congratulations Host, the integration is completed.]
At this moment, nine black Truth-Seeking Balls floated silently behind Kurama, each pulsing with pure, condensed chakra. His body levitated effortlessly in mid-air.
He hadn’t activated the Morning Peacock Technique, nor was he using the flight abilities granted by Chōmei, the Seven-Tails. It was simply natural now—he had transcended the need for such tricks.
A third eye slowly opened on his forehead—the Rinne Sharingan.
In this divine state, all ninjutsu became meaningless. This eye was the origin of ocular power, and now Kurama stood at the intersection of creation and nothingness.
He could control this state freely now.
With a blink, the Rinne Sharingan closed, and the Truth-Seeking Balls dissipated like mist. He exhaled calmly, descending back to the earth as if nothing had happened.
"Not bad," Kurama muttered, a smirk forming on his face.
He had officially awakened a bloodline limit beyond Kekkei Genkai and Kekkei Tōta—a Bloodline of the Gods.
As long as he willed it, he could summon the God Tree and rewrite the world.
Konoha Village, Hokage Office.