Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

"Come back to your senses."

A loud shout suddenly sounded in his mind, Orochimaru stopped, his mind suddenly came to his senses, and he had already stepped into the river with one foot.

In the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, Orochimaru managed to calm down and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

"It must be an illusion."

The djinn stretched out his body and then retracted it in an instant,

"There are no red flowers on the other side of the river. I'm afraid you can only see and smell them here."

"Illusion?"

Orochimaru licked his lips, feeling deeply fearful in his heart.

He definitely doesn't think that the Immortal of Six Paths is targeting him. He is afraid that every spirit body that comes here will be invaded by the illusion. With such a large scope and such terrifying effects, this strength is chilling.

Sensing Orochimaru's mood swings, the Djinn glanced at him and said, "Don't overestimate it. Your resistance to illusions is not high, not to mention that you are still in the form of a pure spirit."

The spirit body is invisible and qualityless, and is almost immune to all physical and ninjutsu damage. However, from another perspective, because there is no stable form as an anchor point, it is very easy to drift with the flow, be affected and distorted by illusions.

"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"

"Six Paths Sage has left room for struggle."

The Djinn pointed to the river, "Look, there are also some spirits that can break free with their own thoughts."

Orochimaru turned around and noticed that there were indeed many spirits by the river.

Some of them stayed motionless on the shore, while the rest moved forward and backward, as if they were drunk, with their eyes wandering back and forth between sobriety and confusion.

Along these three rivers, amidst the fragrance of flowers on the other side, as time goes by, the impact becomes more severe.

"These should be spirits with quite a lot of obsessions in their hearts."

The Djinn smiled and said, "Look there, there are some acquaintances of yours."

Orochimaru walked in the direction pointed by the lamp god for a while, and when he saw a familiar figure, his eyes narrowed, "Sakumo?"

A white-haired man sat cross-legged by the river, with sunken eye sockets and a high nose, thin lips pursed, and a thin face covered with stubble.

Sensing Orochimaru's gaze, he raised his drooped head slightly, a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes, but soon fell into trance again.

——This is not the person he wants to wait for.

"Still struggling with that matter."

Orochimaru couldn't help but feel a little sad, but he didn't come here to enlighten his former friend.

Under the urging of the Djinn, Orochimaru obeyed the pulling force and jumped directly into the Santu River.

Hua Hua Hua...

The spirit body does not need to breathe. Even in this river of illusion, it feels like a fish in water and feels indescribably comfortable.

Orochimaru swayed his body a few times, his mind relaxed as never before. The turmoil in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him, and even the so-called dream of omniscience and immortality was nothing. He had already found bliss here.

The corners of Orochimaru's mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was as happy as ever. The fragrance of the Higan flower became more and more intense in the Santu River, and his mind seemed to be even more intoxicated.

"Although I had expected it, your resistance is really low. No wonder the Sharingan is your nemesis."

The djinn all muttered, then directly chose a ghost song and started playing it on a loop in Orochimaru's mind.

The magic sound coming from the foreign land of mountains and rivers directly made Orochimaru shiver and his spirit body trembled a few times.

"Can you make it stop?" Orochimaru glanced at the Djinn, "I'm awake now."

"Are you sure?"

The Djinn didn't take it seriously, "Can you guarantee that you will no longer be controlled by the illusion? The further you go, the stronger the illusion will be."

In fact, even Uchiha Madara did not remain awake in this pure land, let alone Orochimaru, whose spiritual body was already in a state of dilapidation.

Orochimaru frowned slightly, but thinking of his previous experience, he couldn't say anything to refute. He could only endure the magic sound in his skull and swim forward along the current.

There were countless spirits with him, intoxicated in the fragrance of the flowers on the other side. As they continued to move forward, their expressions became more and more intoxicated, and their facial features began to shape into the lake. In the end, the body shape turned into a tadpole-like blue light.

The mass is gone, and no human shape can be seen anymore.

"Tsk, tsk..." The Djinn looked at these light groups with a mysterious smile on his lips. He didn't know what he was thinking of.

Orochimaru did not have that leisurely mind. He used the magic sound in his head to fight against the confusion of the fragrance of flowers on the other side. He glanced at his fellow travelers from the corner of his eye and noticed that they were moving downwards. His eyes were slightly focused and he asked, "Where are they going?"

"Santu River, Santu River, when different people enter this river, they will naturally follow different roads."

The Djinn smiled and said, "Don't follow them, there is nothing you want there."

Orochimaru nodded, trying to resist the tendency of his body to sink.

Even though he is not affected by the illusion, his spiritual body at this time is incomplete after all, and it is not easy to avoid falling into the lower realm.

Undercurrents surged, Orochimaru floated up and down in the Sanzu River, but at least he persisted to the end.

My eyes suddenly opened up, and I came to a vast gray space, where there was mist everywhere and hazy layers of halo.

Looking up, the sky is extremely clear, with a dreamy blue color. It looks boundless, and the stars are dotted, but they are much lower than expected.

Orochimaru's heart moved, he floated up into the sky, and came to the 'star' that was close to him, only to see a familiar face.

But it was the Third Kazekage who took the first step.

At this time, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was immersed in a big dream. Dust-like gray matter fell from his spirit body one after another, and his breath became more solid.

Orochimaru looked at the thing separated from the spirit body of the Third Kazekage, and instinctively felt a sense of rejection, "What is this?"

"Impurities in the spirit body."

The Djinn shrugged, "It doesn't seem right to say that. Anyway, it is everything in the human chakra soul body that is different from Otsutsuki."

"different?"

Orochimaru glanced at the 'stars' in the sky, and suddenly thought of the Shinigami whom he had met once before, his eyes flickered, and he immediately understood the plan of the Sage of Six Paths.

——He is creating soldiers, similar to soldiers of Otsutsuki's bloodline. Just like his curse seal, the Pure Land continues to exert an influence on these soul bodies.

It is also obvious why this is done.

Orochimaru himself is not the only one who knows about the Otsutsuki clan in Uchiha. The eldest son of Otsutsuki Kaguya knows more than him and is more aware of their threats, so why not prepare for them.

In the heart of Six Paths Sage, he probably believes more in the power of Otsutsuki's bloodline than the ninjas in the ninja world.

Orochimaru looked up and down at the Third Kazekage, and couldn't help but lick his lips, "Impurities... what will happen if these impurities separate too much?"

"Didn't you already see it?"

The Djinn spread his hands and said, "Of course it will disintegrate into pure soul power. This is the purpose of our coming here."