Uchiha Shisui lay on the experimental table. He had already consumed the Fruit borne by the Turning God Tree and had voluntarily entered the illusion it constructed within his consciousness.
In an instant, Uchiha Shisui, immersed in the Genjutsu, abruptly sat up from the experimental table. The Sharingan in his eye sockets were wide open. Under the gazes of everyone in the Laboratory, the three tomoe slowly fused together, forming the pattern of a Four-Corner Windmill.
A cold, powerful Chakra faintly leaked from Shisui's body, making Anko instinctively take two steps back.
The Chakra leaking from Shisui made Anko feel somewhat unfamiliar, as though Shisui's entire soul had been replaced.
Huff! Huff!
Shisui gasped for breath. As he turned his neck, his eyes swept over the surroundings. His newly evolved eyes granted him stronger ocular power and perception, so even a casual glance allowed him to glean far more information than when he had previously activated the Three Tomoe Sharingan.
"Am I still inside the illusion?"
As Shisui's low voice rang out, a translucent emerald-green skeleton spread outward from him before gradually solidifying.
But upon seeing Kagetsu, Orochimaru, and Anko, he seemed to remember something. The illusory skeleton around him slowly faded under his suppression.
"What was that?" Anko stared wide-eyed at Shisui, whose expression was grim and guarded. The impact and sense of danger brought by that skeleton had made her whole body tremble.
"A Mangekyō Sharingan?" Orochimaru's pupils widened excitedly. Though he did not particularly care for the Uchiha Clan's bloodline limit, he was still greatly interested in the Mangekyō Sharingan, which was said to rival Wood Release.
If he truly could live forever, he would need something to occupy his long life. Mastering every ninjutsu in the shinobi world and carrying out all kinds of research were