In the depths of Ryūchi Cave, the White Snake Sage quietly observed the transformed Orochimaru at the Blood Pond Altar.
At this moment, Orochimaru's entire body was filled with a violent chakra aura, and he seemed to have swelled up several times.
His pupils had completely turned into snake-like vertical slits, and he kept roaring unconsciously, appearing hideous and terrifying.
"Come on, boy, I'll bet everything on you."
There was a trace of imperceptible tension in the eyes of the White Snake Sage. At this moment, a golden bead floated in front of her, whirling.
The golden bead was the size of a fist and contained strong Sage power, seemingly imbued with life. If Orochimaru was awake, he might also feel a sense of kinship through their blood connection.
"Ahhh-!"
Orochimaru roared unconsciously, and suddenly his back became more and more swollen, as if something was about to burst out of his body. Tagitsu-hime and the others, who saw it from a distance, were nervous.
"Separate me!"
In the soul space, Takeshi struggled desperately, and the half-soul with Orochimaru's personality seemed to have consciousness already, cooperating with Takeshi to separate the soul.
"Pfft—!"
The severe pain struck, and Takeshi finally split his soul. He began to separate his energy and body at this time.
Unlike other people's clones, Takeshi had his own ambitions.
Takeshi injected his soul consciousness into the newly separated half of his body and left his curse mark and the ability to use the Sharingan with Orochimaru.
He desired the half of his body that could practice Senjutsu.
The first split was a crucial step. Unlike future clones, the first clone also possessed the ability to devour from the White Snake's bloodline, and the body taken over by Orochimaru's consciousness would have more bloodline power and spiritual energy than the original one.
Of course, since Takeshi's consciousness was attached to the clone, the clone became his true self.
"Roar-!"
The energy in the blood pool formed a huge vortex visible to the naked eye. Takeshi lay on the ground, his limbs scratched the solid rock as if enduring immense pain. It looked as though he might shatter at any moment.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered everywhere like bursting flower petals. A huge piece of white flesh opened from the back of Takeshi's original body, and countless white snakes scattered in all directions, magically weaving in the air, seemingly forming a new body.
The original Takeshi's body remained kneeling on the ground, and the huge gap on his back instantly closed up, becoming extremely smooth. The lifeless eyes regained their expression, revealing a faint smile!
"It's now! Go!"
The eyes of the White Snake Sage sparkled, and the golden bead suspended in the air turned into a stream of light, merging into the group of snakes that were gathering and forming.
A massive and terrifying aura suddenly emanated, as if a shockwave swept through Ryūchi Cave in an instant, splitting it in two.
It was a strange and majestic Orochi, with eight distinct heads that seemed to wear their own crowns.
Each head of the giant snake seemed to possess different energy, and their eyes were cold and ruthless, exuding an aura that overwhelmed the entire space. Even powerful beings like the White Snake Sage had to bow their heads in submission, while Tagitsu-hime and the two snake girls couldn't remain airborne and knelt on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.
The previously bustling Ryūchi Cave fell into silence as all the snakes raised their heads, seemingly worshipping the phantom direction.
This breath seemed to ignore the Ryūchi Cave's Fuinjutsu barrier. Ninja beasts tens of kilometers away trembled, and ordinary humans were terrified, sensing the presence of a terrifying being.
In Ryūchi Cave, the phantom of the huge monster snake suddenly condensed and took on a demon-like figure.
This ethereal figure wore magnificent battle armour, different from Susanoo's Japanese-style armour. It looked more like a legendary divine treasure with eight hideous snake heads depicted on it, radiating brilliance.
Sacred and sinister auras intertwined within him, and the cold and ruthless eyes of the demon-like phantom occasionally revealed a hint of sanity. It glanced at Ryūchi Cave and the White Snake Sage and others below, before finally resting upon the forming clone of Orochimaru in the air.
The phantom eventually transformed into a golden streamer and immersed itself into the mass of flesh wrapped in white snakes. The powerful aura vanished instantly, as if it had never appeared.
"Congratulations, my Lord!"
The White Snake Sage wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked at Orochimaru in the air. The three snake girls also got up, still panting from the intense experience.
"Whew, that was really scary! Is that the legendary ancestor?" Tagitsu-hime said with lingering fear.
"Grandma, you actually used up the Ryuchi Ball that was passed down by the Lord. Will you..." Ichikishima Hime looked at the White Snake Sage carefully.
"...I believe in him, and I won't mention it again!" The White Snake Sage replied.
The four of them gazed at the mass of white flesh in the air. After being infused with mysterious energy, the huge mass began to shrink rapidly, like gathering clouds and mist. Gradually, Takeshi's limbs and head took shape until he appeared calmly suspended in the air.
Takeshi's new body didn't possess any chakra or bloodline traits, but it had the purest white snake bloodline. His skin resembled white jade, and his body seemed even stronger than before.
The original body on the ground was lifeless. Orochimaru took off his tattered shirt and stood up, quietly observing Takeshi in the air with a thoughtful expression.
From that moment on, Takeshi and Orochimaru were finally completely separated.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to appear in this world again. The world is truly fascinating," Orochimaru said, wearing a charming smile. At this moment, he was the real Orochimaru of this world!
Although his personality didn't differ much from Takeshi's, he was more powerful, and thanks to Takeshi's memories of Orochimaru from the future, this Orochimaru had a more mature mindset and did not resemble a nine-year-old child at all.
Orochimaru had become a clone of Takeshi with an independent consciousness, yet everything he did was still considered for the main body, Takeshi , and their minds were connected.
Finally, Takeshi in the air opened his eyes. He was surprised to find that even though the chakra had disappeared from his body, he now possessed a different kind of power, which invigorated him.
"Huh? Is this the power of Senjutsu? But it feels more like the power of my own after refining. Why do I have this power after cloning? I haven't even started practicing yet!" Takeshi realized, "Huh? How am I flying?!
A breeze seemed to come from nowhere, and Takeshi suddenly felt his upper body was bare and his lower body cold...
"Nani—!"
Shocked, Takeshi quickly transformed his Horcrux coat with a thought, saving himself from the embarrassment of running naked.
"Congratulations, Orochimaru. You have successfully completed the first soul split.
During the process of creating your avatar, I infused it with the power of our bloodline, so you now possess some strength and the foundation for practicing Senjutsu," the White Snake Sage said with a smile, addressing Orochimaru who was still in the air, feeling bewildered.
"Cough, um, my name is Takeshi now, and this is my new body. The one below is the clone," Takeshi said as he finally revealed his true name.
Feeling the wondrous power in his body, Takeshi sensed a faint connection with the surrounding space.
The space in Ryūchi Cave was filled with natural energy, and Takeshi felt like he could control it to some extent.
Extending his hand, Takeshi silently used his mental power to manipulate the surrounding natural energy, and soon, a ray of light appeared in the palm of his hand.
A lavender light ball formed in his palm, and Takeshi decided to test it by throwing it. The energy ball flew out slowly and blasted a stone to pieces.
"What formidable force!" Takeshi was amazed. Although this light ball contained the power of a C-rank ninjutsu, he hadn't used much strength at all, and it didn't require any hand seals, as he lacked the ability to perform them.
However, Takeshi noticed that his mental power had been weakened by half. Although he didn't know why, he was still much stronger than the Kage Rank and significantly stronger than Orochimaru, who was also present.
"Orochimaru?" Takeshi tried to sense his avatar and suddenly felt a blood connection. He seemed to be able to forcibly control the avatar's actions, but it was clear that the avatar also had its own thoughts, making it essentially an independent individual.
"Hello, Main Body. Thank you for the strength you've given me. I'm quite satisfied!" Orochimaru's memories didn't include Takeshi, but his character was more mature at this time, making Takeshi feel somewhat uneasy.
The fantasy character stood before him, now his avatar. Takeshi experienced a strange feeling, both unfamiliar and familiar, unsure of what to say.
"Don't look at me like that; after all, I'm a part of you. I'll offer you more advice in the future!" Orochimaru said calmly.
Orochimaru and Takeshi stared at each other for a moment before the group left.
Takeshi muttered to himself, "It all feels so strange!"
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