After successfully reincarnating Sayuna Hatake through the Impure World Reincarnation, Saitama immediately used his available resources to summon a few more.
"Tsk! Next time I guess I should prepare more White Zetsu Clones. Otherwise it'll be a real pain!"
Looking at the identical coffins before him, Saitama muttered to himself.
Just moments ago, he had performed the Impure World Reincarnation several times.
Despite his high level of mastery, there were still a few failures—failed bodies crumbling apart instantly into dust.
Glancing at the figures inside the coffins—eyes tightly shut—Saitama gave them no chance to speak. He immediately clasped his hands together, sealing them into the Impure World Summoning Space.
Due to those earlier mistakes, his supply of White Zetsu Clones seemed somewhat insufficient. As a result, some shinobi still hadn't become part of Saitama's reincarnated army.
But Saitama remained calm.
The collection of remains from powerful deceased shinobi hadn't been completed yet. For now, it didn't really matter who couldn't be reincarnated.
In the future, there would definitely come a large-scale resurrection of all the required strong individuals.
At that time, Saitama would inevitably need Orochimaru's assistance.
After all, alone he couldn't possibly control such a massive army of Impure World bodies.
Thinking about this, Saitama frowned slightly.
Obtaining Orochimaru's help in controlling this reincarnated army was actually quite difficult.
Although Orochimaru had been on good terms with Saitama in recent years, that relationship was built entirely upon mutual benefit.
Especially since Saitama often gave Orochimaru ideas he'd never thought of before, which was precisely why Orochimaru had helped Saitama lately.
However, when the time came for the Akatsuki organization to declare war against the entire Shinobi World, Orochimaru wouldn't necessarily stand firmly by Saitama's side.
Being the world's target was certainly not something Orochimaru wanted.
Thinking again about the Impure World Reincarnation, Saitama pondered deeply.
Although White Zetsu Clones were composed of weakened Hashirama's cells and products of the God Tree, they were already strong enough for many shinobi—they could easily support the reincarnation process.
Take Sayuna Hatake, for example; although he truly possessed great strength, he wasn't a shinobi who relied heavily on abilities or Ninjutsu, but rather specialized more in Taijutsu. Therefore, using a White Zetsu Clone for his reincarnation would suffice for reproducing most of his former power.
Yet when it came to certain powerful shinobi whose strength mainly stemmed from unique physical talents, relying solely on White Zetsu bodies seemed insufficient to unleash their full potential.
This was a difficult issue—one that inevitably required further assistance from Orochimaru.
But first, he needed to firmly bind Orochimaru to his own side so that they faced everything together as allies.
Saitama glanced at the traces left on the ground. He stamped one foot down, letting his chakra spread outward along the ground, erasing all the Jutsu and runes directly.
Today's outing had resolved some issues without allowing time to slowly slip away between his fingers.
With that thought, Saitama tidied up everything and prepared to leave.
And just as he was about to activate the [Flying Thunder God Technique], a familiar chakra caught his attention, causing him to stop in his tracks.
"Fascinating..."
A faint smile appeared on Saitama's lips.
His figure flickered. Instead of returning to Amegakure Village, Saitama simply left the cave and headed in another direction.
That chakra signature just now had been deliberately released by Orochimaru for him, carrying the distinct aura of Ryuchi Cave. In the entire Shinobi World, only a few individuals could possess such chakra.
And the one capable of appearing nearby was none other than Saitama's old acquaintance—Orochimaru.
After exiting the cave, following the direction from which the chakra originated, Saitama sped forward rapidly, chasing toward that location.
...
Exploring ancient ruins and gathering fragments of forgotten truths buried in history, Orochimaru sought to uncover the mysteries firmly bound by thousands of years of time, using his seemingly limited life.
Leaving from The Rice Country, Orochimaru first went to The Land of Lightning.
With patience and a heart full of devotion, he searched every inch of land.
The gate of truth seemed to slowly creak open just a little before Orochimaru's efforts, offering him a narrow glimpse into the magnificent world hidden beyond.
Infinite curiosity and unmatched ambition drove Orochimaru to keep striving toward the very heart of truth.
In The Land of Lightning, he obtained what he had long desired, and then immediately proceeded to The Land of Earth.
The Land of Earth didn't disappoint him either; many new discoveries emerged, reinforcing his belief that the world was truly fascinating.
And all he had previously known was still too little and superficial.
These new findings made him realize how insignificant he once was, along with the corresponding strength matching that insignificance.
However, he wasn't discouraged.
When a small serpent glimpses the vast outside world, it dares to dream of becoming a dragon.
Ambition arises precisely because one has perceived the charm of the world.
Truth is a vast and endless horizon.
Everything unknown to him or something he desires to know can be called truth.
The past no longer interested Orochimaru.
But now, his hands had already begun touching the truth of the entire world, which was something unforgettable.
Driven by this purpose, he followed the trail of time and history all the way to The Land of Rain.
The Land of Rain was damp and rainy, with overcast skies and scarce sunlight throughout the year.
This was a mountain range composed entirely of rocks, leaving its surface barren without extra vegetation.
Only a few plants growing there were hardy weeds.
The weeds grew upward through cracks in the rocks, seeking minimal nutrients inside the crevices while reaching for essential sunlight above.
On a protruding rock stood a lone figure.
Dressed in deep purple robes, his long hair cascading down his shoulders, he bore a distinctive butterfly-shaped ornament fastened across his back.
This person was none other than Orochimaru himself—the one who had begun exploring the truth across the entire shinobi world!
He stood on a rocky outcrop, gazing downward at a nearby hollow where murky, stagnant water had collected.
Light rain began to fall from the sky, washing away the salt from the rocks and trickling down the slope.
Orochimaru appeared to have been waiting here for a long time—his clothes soaked through.
His black, shoulder-length hair clung tightly to his shoulders like a dark curtain draped from his head.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if countless stars were shining within—countless knowledge boiling over just the same.
A loose stone clattered down the hillside, brushing past Orochimaru's feet.
Only then did Orochimaru slowly emerge from his own inner world.
Turning his head slightly, he saw a tall young man with short hair and sharply defined features descending toward him along a nearly seventy-degree incline.
The youth wore a well-fitted black cloak adorned with red clouds, exuding a strong aura.
"Here you are?"
Orochimaru asked slowly, his eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Yeah!"
Saitama nodded and stepped onto a rock several meters away, facing Orochimaru.
"Saitama-kun, do you know what I've recently discovered?"
A terrifying gleam flashed through Orochimaru's eyes—like a man dying of thirst in the desert spotting a discarded bottle of water that no one else wanted.
"Discovered what?"
Saitama frowned slightly, puzzled, glancing at Orochimaru's strangely alluring profile.
"The Truth!"
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