In an instant, the victor was decided. Obito, sprawled on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression incomparably grim.
He was not surprised by his defeat.
If Ōtsutsuki Isshiki could not even handle him, then there would be no need for him to worry about the Otsutsuki Clan threatening the Ninja World. Still, being defeated so quickly and so thoroughly was somewhat beyond his expectations.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki smiled. "Do you still wish to refuse my goodwill?"
Obito stared fixedly at the strange pair of eyes in Isshiki's sockets and asked, "The ability that interfered with my Space-Time Ninjutsu just now came from those eyes, didn't it?"
Isshiki replied calmly, "That's right. These eyes are called the Jōgan, a rare mutation of our Otsutsuki Clan's Byakugan. They possess the ability to influence space and time."
Since Obito had fought Nagato before and understood some of the Jōgan's abilities, Isshiki did not conceal it.
Of course, more importantly, Isshiki arrogantly believed that aside from submitting to him, Obito no longer had the qualifications to continue bargaining with him.
"The Jōgan?"
Obito's expression darkened.
Isshiki had merely used Nagato's Jōgan to defeat him with ease. Not only had that ruined his plan to probe Isshiki's abilities, it had also exposed his weakness and placed him in a disadvantageous position.
Looking down at Obito from above, Isshiki smiled. "Our Otsutsuki Clan's Byakugan has many evolutionary paths. Your Uchiha Clan's Sharingan, the Rinnegan you have now transplanted, and the Tenseigan awakened by Hyuga Kagami are all among them. Therefore, in terms of bloodline, you belong to our Otsutsuki Clan. That is indisputable."
Obito slowly rose to his feet. "What do you want from me? With my strength, I shouldn't be able to help you much, should I?"
Isshiki said,