The boiling and merging dragon blood brought with it overwhelming vitality and magical power.
As his body continued to strengthen, Uchiha Soren gained an immense foundation of strength.
"Enhancement points—max them out!"
His class levels increased.
His racial levels increased.
In the blink of an eye, Soren's clone had become a fully maxed character.
Uchiha Soren
Class Levels:
Elemental Mage — Fire / Lightning / Wind / Water / Earth (LV50)
Yin–Yang Mage — Yin–Yang (LV20)
Archmage (LV5)
Racial Levels:
Dragonkin
Frost Dragon Bloodline (LV10)
True Dragon Bloodline (LV10)
Primordial Dragon Bloodline (LV5)
Skills:
Super-Tier Magic
Origin Magic
Overall Combat Level: LV100 (Blazing Sun)
Boundless power flowed through his body.
His rapidly rising spiritual power even stimulated growth in his true body's strength.
The imprint carved within the Sea of Magic resonated in response.
Endless magical knowledge surged into Soren's mind like a roaring ocean.
Among them, the high-tier resurrection magic caught his attention.
"Not yet… I need to prepare first."
"Then I'll give that old dragon a final blow and send its soul completely to the heavens."
Soren calmly stepped out of the laboratory.
His black eyes shone with intense magical light.
The three people approaching him immediately felt their scalps go numb.
The dragon's pressure unconsciously emanating from him made even Root, whose strength had risen to Morning Star level through bloodline fusion, struggle to breathe.
The surrounding air felt as if it were solidifying under Soren's aura.
"Teacher Soren!"
Orochimaru, barely able to breathe, forced out the words.
Suddenly the pressure vanished.
The terrifying presence before them transformed back into their familiar, gentle teacher.
"If you need the experimental data from this trial," Soren said calmly, gathering his aura,
"You may keep it for further research."
The three were immediately delighted.
Although Soren's case was unique and of limited reference value, having the data was still invaluable.
"Supreme Leader," Root asked eagerly,
"How does the fusion with the Dragon Emperor's bloodline compare to the Frost Dragon bloodline?"
Orochimaru and Hiruko immediately leaned closer, their eyes shining with curiosity.
"There is certainly a difference."
After organizing his thoughts, Soren explained.
"The key lies in the difference in bloodline levels."
"The Frost Dragon blood and the Dragon Emperor's blood are like comparing ordinary Kekkei Genkai to the Sharingan."
"The former is merely the fusion of elemental attributes."
"The latter involves primordial power."
"The Dragon Emperor's blood can be considered a fundamentally higher-level power."
"For ordinary people, merging with the Dragon Emperor's blood is basically impossible."
"It would be like pouring molten iron directly into a human body."
"No one could survive that."
Root silently nodded.
If ordinary people couldn't do it—
Then they would simply use extraordinary subjects.
After all, the world had no shortage of living beings.
For example, the three Blazing Sun–level demons imprisoned in the Konoha Science Institute were excellent experimental materials.
"Teacher Soren," Hiruko asked eagerly,
"If we replicate the Frost Dragon Knight method—creating lower-tier dragon knights, then gradually strengthening their bloodline—could we eventually reverse-engineer a knight capable of merging with the Dragon Emperor's blood?"
"That will depend on your efforts."
Soren smiled and gently patted Hiruko's head.
Then he looked toward Orochimaru, whose gaze carried a trace of longing, and patted him as well.
"The future of the Konoha Science Institute, especially bloodline research, will rely on you."
"I have always had high expectations for you."
"I won't disappoint you, Teacher Soren!"
Hiruko shouted excitedly.
"I will create the bloodline of gods, allowing everyone to live forever in happiness!"
Orochimaru declared firmly,
"Teacher Soren, leave everything to me."
"I look forward to seeing it."
After leaving those words behind, Soren disappeared from the laboratory.
When he appeared again—
He had arrived in the secret realm of Mount Myōboku.
Before him sat the enormous figure of Gamabunta, crouched like a mountain.
Large tears rolled from the toad's eyes.
The heroic toad now looked like a heartbroken child abandoned by his lover.
"Ah… Supreme Leader!"
Sensing Soren's presence, Gamabunta snapped back to reality.
He turned his gaze from the distant sky toward the man who had appeared.
"Are you still mourning the losses Mount Myōboku suffered in the previous battle?" Soren asked quietly, glancing toward the nearby graves.
"Do you hate the shinobi… hate me?"
"Of course not!"
Gamabunta was straightforward by nature.
Still relatively young, he did not understand complicated politics.
"Fighting for the shinobi world was the will of the Great Toad Sage."
"The will of the Great Toad Sage is the will of Mount Myōboku."
"How could we hate the shinobi… or you?"
Remembering the teachings of the Great Toad Sage, Gamabunta continued firmly,
"Everything was Mount Myōboku's choice."
"If all of you can think that way, I have nothing to worry about."
Soren sighed softly.
Then he waved his hand.
A vast wave of magic erupted.
The graves before them began to rise into the air.
The soil crumbled away, revealing coffins of various sizes.
"Supreme Leader!"
Gamabunta's eyes instantly turned red.
Not understanding what Soren intended, he tried to stop him—
But the dragon's pressure held him firmly in place.
"Just watch."
The tremendous magical disturbance attracted Fukasaku and Shima, who rushed over immediately.
What they saw left them stunned.
The coffins shattered.
Inside were the bloodied bodies of fallen toads.
Layers of dazzling magic circles spread across Soren's body, rising into the sky like blooming constellations.
The overwhelming magical tide even made the Great Toad Sage uneasy.
For a moment, he wondered if Mount Myōboku had become Soren's next target.
He even considered fleeing with the toads.
Then Soren spoke.
"Super-Tier Magic — Resurrection of the Dead."
Combining forbidden resurrection techniques from the shinobi world with resurrection magic from the Magic Continent—
A newly created and incredibly powerful resurrection spell spread across Mount Myōboku.
Warm magical light illuminated the entire mountain.
Within the endless radiance—
Flesh regenerated.
Bones reformed.
When Gamaken and Gamahiro, the strongest among the fallen, slowly opened their eyes—
Their elder brother Gamabunta burst into tears.
Looking at Soren standing in the brilliant light, he saw not a man—
But a god.
"So this was why the Supreme Leader told us to preserve the bodies…"
Fukasaku and Shima stared at the resurrected toads in shock.
They remembered the resurrection of the Royal Court Shinobi Army.
Now even toads who had been dead for days were returning to life.
The position once held firmly by the Great Toad Sage in their hearts—
Was beginning to shake.
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