Orochimaru smiled darkly. "If you want my improved Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu, that can be arranged—but you'll have to give me something in exchange."
Obito asked cautiously, "What do you want?"
"Your Mangekyō Sharingan," Orochimaru replied. "I'll give you the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu."
Hearing this, Obito said coldly, "I should've known getting you to hand over the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu willingly wasn't realistic. I'll just take it myself and show you the power of the Uchiha's eyes."
As he spoke, the Mangekyō Sharingan in Obito's eye spun rapidly. A bright blue Susanoo burst from his body, enveloping him completely.
"Orochimaru, none of your jutsu mean anything in the face of these eyes."
Obito stared at Orochimaru, his tone arrogant.
The next instant, a massive shuriken formed in the Susanoo's hand. It hurled it at Orochimaru.
Watching the Kamui Shuriken fly toward him, Orochimaru felt a faint sense of unease.
He swiftly formed Hand Seals and slammed his hands onto the ground.
In an instant, one Rashomon gate after another erupted from the earth, shielding him.
Yet before the Kamui Shuriken, the astonishingly durable Rashomon gates were like paper. The space-time vortex tore them to shreds.
The Kamui Shuriken continued on, slamming into Orochimaru and ripping him in half at the waist.
But soon, two hands emerged from Orochimaru's mouth and pried it open. Another Orochimaru crawled out, drenched and covered in slime.
"Space-time abilities. Impossible to dodge, impossible to defend against."
Orochimaru stuck out his tongue as he watched Obito warily.
Rashomon could easily withstand an S-rank jutsu. There weren't many abilities capable of breaking through it.
But his opponent's Kamui Shuriken had dismantled Rashomon on a spatial level.
"Heh!"
Obito smiled, and the Susanoo's hand formed another Kamui Shuriken.
This time, there were two.
"You're good at