Break an illusion with an illusion!
This was the simplest, most brutal method Naruto could think of, and also the most effective.
As Naruto sent a Spirit Passage Fist toward Itachi, Itachi was wearing a mocking expression as he watched Sasuke struggle in the agony of his clan's massacre. He slowly reached out a hand toward Sasuke.
His goal was to gouge out Sasuke's Sharingan!
"Become a part of me!" That was what Itachi had just said to Sasuke, and now he was about to make it happen.
Just as Itachi's hand came within half a centimeter of Sasuke's eyes, he heard a loud shout. It was familiar—Naruto's shout. At first, Itachi did not care, but he quickly discovered that his mind was wavering. The Tsukuyomi illusion was shaking unstably, on the verge of collapse.
Itachi's brows twitched. Looking up, he saw that Naruto had somehow appeared beside Sasuke, swept him into his arms, and retreated three steps before fiercely throwing a punch at him.
Under that punch, Itachi saw that Naruto's fist seemed to be shrouded in a ghostly glow. The glow was black as ink and, before Itachi's eyes, rapidly formed a vortex. An uncanny tearing force arose from within it, dragging his consciousness toward the vortex of ghostly light.
"Heh heh heh heh..."
The Mangekyō Sharingan in Itachi Uchiha's eyes spun violently. With a soft crack, the Tsukuyomi had been broken by Naruto. Itachi had dismissed it himself, because he needed his full mental strength to resist Naruto's Spirit Passage Fist.
Itachi struggled desperately, yet he could still see his consciousness being pulled bit by bit into the vortex of ghostly light. In the end, his body fell to its knees, while his consciousness was completely drawn into Heart's Hell by the Netherworld Passage.
Heart's Hell was