I will use the ninja world to aid my cultivation of immortality.

The earth churned.

A violent shockwave swept across and destroyed everything around it.

Kurapika and Gon, who were not far away, didn't even have a chance to react before they were blown away, along with the trees that were covering them.

Look from afar.

A small mushroom cloud made of dust rose from the forest.

Both feet sank into the ground.

In sync with the Hundred-Style Guanyin, Netero plowed the ground backward, carving out two long furrows.

With a wave of his hand.

A new storm arose, dispersing the swirling dust.

Naraku strode forward, continuing to approach Netero.

With a serious expression, Netero once again made a prayer gesture that seemed to defy time and space.

"One Hundred Forms of Guanyin - Form Ninety-Ninth!"

The palm strike just now made Netero deeply aware of Naraku's strength.

The young man before him was a formidable opponent whom he had to fight with all his might even during his peak years.

Without further probing, Netero unleashed a furious and relentless second wave of attacks.

The enormous Guanyin statue, with all its arms in motion, created a crisscrossing afterimage that relentlessly attacked Naraku.

It could be a chop to the neck, a horizontal palm strike, a slap, or a straight punch.

Amidst the relentless and frenzied offensive, Naraku remained calm, not only waving his hands to block each attack but also keeping his feet moving.

Boom boom boom~~~

The shockwaves were like bombings, one after another.

The entire forest appeared to have been bombarded by missiles, constantly cracking and breaking apart amidst violent shaking.

The howling air currents radiated wildly.

Wide cracks spread across the ground.

The Ninety-Nine Styles does not actually consist of only ninety-nine attacks.

As long as the enemy is not defeated and the energy is not exhausted, this move will not stop.

"To control thoughts with the mind?"

Step by step, Naraku calmly blocked the attacks while also observing Netero's every move.

Pray with hands clasped together.

Under normal circumstances, this action would be an extremely cumbersome and unnecessary movement.

But when applied to Netero, it became his strongest move.

This prayer was imbued with the purest power of the soul.

The power of thought is complex.

From the outside, it appears to originate from the evolution of life energy.

But internally, it stems from the sublimation of the soul.

The ability to control thoughts with one's mind—this is the vision Naraku saw in Netero.

Life is finite, but the spirit is infinite.

Naraku's extraordinary understanding allowed him to grasp the true meaning of Nen from Netero.

The power of the mind may seem intangible and formless, but it truly exists.

Especially when infused into thought, it can lead to a miraculous sublimation of thought.

Netero infused his heart with prayer, which gave birth to his miraculous speed of movement.

What about yourself?

Understanding reflects upon oneself.

Naraku suddenly laughed.

boom! ! !

Another horizontal palm strike swept in from the side.

With a smile on his face, Naraku casually threw a punch.

The energy flowed towards the fist.

In an instant.

When the fist collided with the golden palm, the golden palm instantly annihilated in the dent and distortion.

A soft eh.

Netero's expression changed as the golden hand vanished.

His gaze toward Naraku was filled with surprise, apprehension, and a complex mix of emotions.

The mind controls thoughts.

Compared to their previous exchanges, he immediately noticed the change in Naraku's attack.

"It's a little difficult, but not too difficult."

Naraku smashed the golden palm with a single punch and then evaluated his own attack.

The power of the mind is invisible and intangible, and ordinary people cannot even touch it.

But he can.

Using Netero as a reference, he had just attempted to concentrate his mental power and infuse it into his Nen.

The process was a bit awkward, but we succeeded in the end.

Even though it was just a preliminary attempt and the spiritual power injected was very rudimentary, it still caused a transformation in one's own thoughts.

With the same amount of Nen energy gathered, Naraku's punch, infused with mental power, doubled in power.

Strengthen the power of Nen.

As a user of enhanced Nen abilities, this was Naraku's simplest attempt at using mental power.

Fists and palms swung.

Once you've done it the first time, it becomes much more natural afterward.

Naraku, who had initially only blocked the attack, quickly began to destroy it.

As they approached Netero, the arms of the Hundred-Type Kannon were already broken and incomplete.

Although such a deficiency could be restored by replenishing Nen, the current situation had already caused Netero to fall silent.

"Well, have you thought it through?"

With an astonishing amount of Nen energy concentrated, Naraku pointed his index finger at the other's brow and asked with a smile.

Netero sighed, "You can't deny getting old. You win. I'll give you the information on the Dark Continent."

“The right choice!” Naraku calmly lowered his finger.

"This is terrifying. Chairman Netero truly lives up to his reputation as the world's strongest."

"It's not just the president who's scary, but also that man."

"That's right. Judging from the commotion just now, the president must have had an amazing battle with the other party. To be able to end it so peacefully, he must be incredibly strong."

The examination venue.

Menchi and Buhara watched the departing airship with complicated expressions.

Although the two had been guarding the venue, the commotion coming from the forest was enough for them to know that an earth-shattering battle had taken place inside.

Thinking of the strange man who returned alongside the chairman, Menqi and Buhala couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

Some people were drawn to Naraku's youthful appearance, while others were drawn to the fact that they hadn't witnessed the battle firsthand.

After calming themselves down, Menchi and Buhara were able to continue with the exam that had been interrupted.

On an airship far from the exam venue.

“It’s a three-day journey to the association headquarters. Would you like to play video games with me for the next three days?” Netero invited enthusiastically from the deck.

Naraku glanced at the other person.

People become better with age.

For an old hand like Netero, it's practically impossible to judge someone's inner thoughts based on their outward appearance.

"Don't be ridiculous. I have no interest in keeping an old man company. It would be more interesting if you brought some beautiful women to keep me company." Naraku casually tossed out these words and turned to walk into the warehouse.

"What a beauty, she's young after all!" Netero stroked his chin as he watched Naraku's departing figure.

Words and deeds should be consistent.