Shikkotsu Forest and Sage Techniques

The rubber ball instantly burst apart, revealing Dodai's figure. He could no longer stand, and even the Bashōsen and Gold Dust Rope in his hands had fallen to the ground beside him. Ama-no-Ohabari's sharp tip rested against his throat. "Hehe, you didn't kill me immediately. Are you trying to get information out of me? Makes sense. No matter how miraculous the Yamanaka Clan's abilities are, they can't completely read someone's memories after death." Dodai's bloodied face carried a carefree smile.