Torture

The reason he had not resisted Danzo just now and had instead been easily knocked down was that he wanted to know what this Danzo was really up to, and why he was so interested in someone like him that he had personally come to capture him. He truly could not understand it. Why would Danzo take notice of a nobody like him? He was clearly just a Genin—a newly minted Genin.

Hearing Ye Lan say this, Danzo gave a soft laugh and said, "Ibiki might not be able to get answers out of you, but that doesn't mean I can't. Boy, watch closely. This is my ability."

Danzo loosened the bandages over his left eye, revealing a blood-red eye.

There was no doubt that it was a Sharingan, and a very powerful one at that. Ye Lan had almost no mental defenses prepared. The next instant—

Ye Lan seemed to enter another space, where he himself was tied to a pillar while Danzo stood before him, holding a knife.

Ye Lan's heart jolted!

Tsukuyomi? How could this Danzo possibly have it?

Danzo seemed to have understood what some people were thinking. Don't be surprised. I told you, this is my ability. Of course, I took this eye from an enemy. I hope you can keep this secret. Ye Lan silently watched Danzo. Danzo's true nature was that of a villain who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Yet Danzo acted as though he had not seen Ye Lan's expression, slowly plunging a knife into Ye Lan's heart. A piercing agony instantly surged through him. Ye Lan could not help clenching his teeth, which made grinding sounds.

Danzo slowly pushed the dagger deeper into Ye Lan's heart. Though Ye Lan was in immense pain, he still clenched his teeth and refused to say a single word. Danzo, meanwhile, excitedly drove the dagger deeper into Ye Lan's body bit by bit, convinced that no one could withstand this blade. With such unbearable pain, there was no reason for Ye Lan not to speak!

One characteristic of Tsukuyomi was that it could keep its victim conscious at all times.

At the same time, it could make the victim fully endure this illusory pain. Though Ye Lan was suffering agonizing pain now,

there was actually not a single wound on the surface of his body. Rather than physical damage, it was more like mental damage—and this mental damage was far more painful than physical injury,

because no one had ever experienced the pain of having their heart pierced. No matter how powerful someone was, they would die immediately after taking this move. Thus, many people could not understand how painful this blade truly was, because before they had time to experience its pain, they had already died.

Or perhaps truly powerful people had experienced just how painful this blade was.

Even so, they would not live long before dying. Danzo continued to slowly drive the dagger into Ye Lan's chest. Ye Lan clenched his teeth, his body twitching constantly, yet from beginning to end, he did not utter a single word.

Danzo stared at him with a savage expression and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a tough man. But you only need to answer a few questions I asked earlier. I want us to become friends rather than enemies. I think you're a smart person; you should understand these things. I don't want to make things difficult for you either. As long as you obediently listen to me, everything will be fine."