After taking over the snake uncle's foundation, Sasuke came to surrender on his own initiative.

The next morning.

On the way to the Kingdom of Hot Springs, Yinzhu jumped quickly between the trees to hurry on his way.

There were towering trees on both sides, and the sunlight that squeezed through the countless gaps between the leaves was like a myriad of threads, twinkling and interweaving on his body. The light and shadow were mottled by the breeze, and were lightly imprinted on his body, dancing.

Now that his subordinates have basically returned, he decided to take a few days to go out and see if he can find any trace of the Crystal Escape Red Lotus.

Of course, Yinzhu’s main idea is to go out and get some “experience points” to spend.

After all, he has a large group of people to support, and for the eye plug-in like the Sharingan to be truly helpful to him, it is necessary for Kimimaro and others to open the Mangekyō Sharingan.

……

Since the Kingdom of Tang was a neighboring country, Yinzhu arrived in the country in just half a day.

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The branches and leaves trembled slightly, and Yin Zhu's figure rushed out from the woods. His eyes turned slightly and then fell on the two parties who were fighting in the wilderness outside the woods.

"There are indeed people from the Evil God Cult here."

Seeing the dozen or so followers of the Evil God Cult wearing strange costumes among the group, Yin Zhu's eyes lit up slightly.

Then he looked at the other side of the battle.

There were three ninjas wearing the same ninja forehead protectors, which had three slanted underlines on them, resembling fish gills or water waves.

"The evil cult is besieging Tang Ninja? Interesting."

Just as Yin Zhu was staring and observing, the last three remaining soup ninjas screamed and fell to the ground.

He was about to go over, but suddenly stopped, his expression slightly stern. "This is..."

I saw......

After killing the man, a dozen members of the Evil God Cult used Tang Ren's blood to draw a five-pointed star pattern on the ground, and then a figure lay down in it, while the other members of the Evil God Cult spontaneously gathered in a circle, seemingly guarding the person on the ground in the middle.

At this point, Yin Zhu was no longer in a hurry. He crouched behind a rock and watched the scene with interest.

This was the first time he had seen the evil cult's prayer ceremony.

After waiting for about five minutes, Yin Zhu noticed that the skin of the person lying on the ground gradually began to turn from white to a layer of dark black.

Five more minutes later...

"It's been ten minutes... still not enough, sir?"

One person finally couldn't bear his inner anxiety anymore and asked.

The man lying on his back frowned suddenly, opened his eyes with a swish, and looked at the person who was speaking with displeasure. "Why are you rushing me? You will know what it feels like next time it's your turn. Don't interfere with my ritual!"

"..."

After a moment, perhaps because he could no longer feel the wonderful feeling of the warmth flowing through his body, the person lying on the ground sat up from the ground, raised his palm and looked at it over and over again, with a look of aftertaste and regret on his face.

He smacked his lips and sighed. "What a pity, such wonderful times always pass by so quickly!"

After these words were spoken, the believers around could no longer hold back their curiosity and came closer to ask questions one after another.

"Sir, is it really so wonderful to perform a prayer ceremony?"

"Sir, can believing in the evil god really make you immortal?"

The man glared and said unhappily, "The evil god's blessing, can that be questioned?"

"Then when will it be our turn, sir?"

"It will be soon. When you kill a hundred people, you will be qualified to perform the ceremony like me!"

"Sir, do you feel any changes in your body?"

"It takes so long to pray every time. If we had that much time, we would have killed countless people. Sir, can't we skip this and go straight to the last step of the evil god's blessing?"

The man sitting there also frowned in annoyance and spread his hands. "I know it's troublesome, but this is a commandment. What can we do? Besides, only if our hearts are sincere enough will the evil god sense it and give us a reward."

As he spoke, he looked at the person who spoke, with a look of dissatisfaction. "Besides, what do you mean by omission? That is blasphemy and will bring disaster!"

"..."

Upon hearing the news of the disaster, the gathered believers trembled all over, looked at each other, and dared not question it anymore.

far away.

Yin Zhu's face was slightly thoughtful, and when he saw that the dozen or so followers of the Evil God Cult seemed to be preparing to leave, he appeared and walked over.

The moment Yin Zhu showed up, the "sir" as the followers called him paused and immediately turned around to look behind him.

The believers around also cast curious glances over.

Seeing Yin Zhu, the stranger, approaching slowly, everyone's expressions changed.

They looked at each other and whispered, "It seems that he saw our ceremony. Is he trying to join our religion too?!"

"Let me kill him! I just need one more person to satisfy the requirement of one hundred people!"

The "master" raised his eyebrows, immediately stretched out his hand to stop the person who was speaking, and then shouted from a distance, "Young man, are you ready to throw yourself into the arms of the evil god?"

He felt keenly that this young man did not seem that simple.

"Oh? If I join you, do you have any requirements?" Yin Zhu smiled, his eyes calm, and continued to walk closer.

"Throw away your emotions and believe in the teachings of our Evil God Cult!"

"What doctrine?"

"Kill!"

"Killing? If I kill you believers and then let you join his religion, the evil god won't be angry, right? After all... the faith of the weak is actually dispensable..."

The mocking tone in the words quickly made the faces of the group of believers darken.

"My lord, you are looking for trouble!"

"He didn't bring a forehead protector. I don't know which country he is from. He's probably the same as the previous ones. He can't stand us killing those civilians, so he came looking for us!"

"The blood of a strong man, the evil god will probably like it more... hehe..."

"Looking at their style, they should be quite impressive. Let's all attack together!"

"Go! Kill him!"

At this time, the "master" as the believers called him excitedly raised his arms and shouted, "Believe in the evil god and you will gain eternal life!", but his footsteps were slowly and unnoticeably retreating.

The believers were quickly infected by this atmosphere.

The murderous intent in his heart surged, and his expression became ferocious, like a hungry wolf. He pounced on Yin Zhu and roared viciously.

"Whoohoo-"

"Believe in the evil god and you will gain eternal life!!!"