"The order of seal style is...Si, Hai, Wei, Mao, Xu, Zi, You, Wu, Si."

Forming the seals in this order, the white stone stood in the empty room, and an icy cold wind passed behind it.

A tall white ghost figure floated behind him.

He has purple-brown skin, two horns on his head, holds a black rosary, and holds a dagger for cutting souls in his mouth.

The posture is as ferocious as a ghost.

Words like death immediately came to mind.

Shiraishi turned around, put down his hands with seals, turned his head slowly, stared at the white ghost expressionlessly for a while, and then slowly spoke:

"Is this the god of death summoned by the dead ghosts? He looks quite elegant."

He was teasing the ghost in front of him, but the white god of death didn't respond at all. His eyes were dull, but he didn't seem to have the emotional fluctuations that a living thing should have.

Therefore, it neither looks like a living thing nor a dead thing. It is Shiraishi's most comprehensive image of the existence called the "God of Death".

"Liu Li, please take care of my body from now on. I have some things that I need to go in to confirm, which may take a while."

Liuli, who was standing not far from Baishi, nodded lightly.

"Then... let's get started."

Shiraishi's eyes fell on the white god of death again.

A rich light emerged from Shiraishi's body, turned into a dazzling beam of light in the blink of an eye, and flew towards the body of the God of Death in a move that violated common sense.

As this rich light rushed into the body, the white clothes on the God of Death stood up in the wind, as if they had also encountered a huge energy impact, causing the God of Death's spiritual body to become unstable.

The light beams penetrated the boundless darkness, and after reaching a pale space, they slowly converged into a human shape, turning into the shape of a white stone. They stood at the boundary between the pale space and the dark space, becoming the dividing line between black and white.

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Shiraishi glanced around, and in this massless and directionless space, he instantly determined his target, crossed the darkness, and entered the pale world.

When the figure completely entered the pale world, the darkness behind it was like a phantom and lost its traces, as if it had never existed.

"The way back seems to be blocked... What a stingy guy."

After taking a look at the pale world, Shiraishi couldn't sense the direction of the coming road, so he knew that the passage was blocked by the God of Death.

The further we walked forward, the stronger the pressure in the air became.

Shiraishi knew that this was just a psychological effect.

The purpose is to destroy the intruder's spirit body, so that the intruder's soul will ferry here forever and cannot escape.

The weaker the spirit, the stronger the limitations.

Shiraishi ignored this soul pressure and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Soon, the outline of objects appeared in the pale and empty world.

They were crosses erected on the pale earth.

Dark chains covered with talismans fastened each blue-green spirit body to the cross like a condemned prisoner, causing them to suffer pain and suffering, and let out a roar that was not like a human voice.

Like a wild beast out of control.

In this world where there is no sense of time and space, there is no end to the torture.

"It seems that there are quite a few ninjas who have used this technique in the past."

Through perception, every spirit bound to the cross has a very powerful soul power.

The soul power of some spirits can even maintain their rationality during life, and they show signs of pain to Shiraishi like they are asking for help, hoping that Shiraishi can help them and free them from the endless pain and regain their freedom.

No matter what thoughts these spirits had before they cast this technique or were captured by this technique, there is only one thought in their hearts at this moment - and that is regret.

Death is just a momentary thing.

But if they give their power after death to the God of Death, then the pain brought by the God of Death will last to the end of time and space and will not stop.

Turning a blind eye to these pleading glances, Shiraishi came to one of the crosses.

Unlike the other crosses, this one was wrapped with two black chains, but there was no one on it.

The dark chains extend into the shadow behind the cross, and I don't know where to connect.

Engraved on the cross are two blood-stained names.

It was carved with the power of the soul.

——Minato Namikaze.

——Kushina Uzumaki.

Shiraishi remembered that Uzumaki Kushina was not the caster of the corpse-sealing spell, nor was she a captured one.

But her name still appears on this cross.

She also left behind her own soul power.

"Interesting... Was it that on the basis of the original contract, a second contract was signed with the God of Death? But what is the price the practitioner has to pay to regain freedom during the contract?"

Thinking of this, Shiraishi approached the cross, stretched out his hand, and touched the two names on the cross.

Buzz.

The air vibrates.

A white ghost suddenly floated behind Bai Shi.

The short knife originally held in the mouth of the god of death has appeared in the hand wrapped with rosary beads, pointing directly at Shiraishi's back.
Chapter completed!