Undercurrents stirred in the Ninja World.
Konoha also rushed to prepare every possible defense against the turmoil surrounding the upcoming Chunin Ninja Exams, but none of that had much to do with Qingwu anymore. He was closing his net in the Land of Demons.
The game he had quietly set in motion a month ago finally reached its end that day. As the final move fell into place, the edge he had kept sheathed for so long flashed free. He had planned before acting, all for fear that his prey might escape.
Like thunder tearing through the sun, it ripped apart the chaos and trapped Moryo, who had occupied the Land of Demons for so long, within an inescapable net.
"Space-time has been frozen, and Moryo's alternate dimension has been located and locked down. His battlefield can only be the Ninja World."
Qingwu's eyes suddenly blazed. Ripples spread through the depths of his Jōgan, as though the laws of heaven and earth had been drawn into his gaze. That cold Guang, which saw through all things, made even space itself tremble faintly.
"Good. Leave the rest to me." Nirvana's Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan lit up in response. The blood-red flames dancing in his eyes seemed capable of burning away nothingness. Before he finished speaking, an invisible force had seized the surrounding space, sending tiny spatial fragments bursting from its folds.
"Mandala Realm!" The technique erupted outward. A domain woven from countless streams of Guang descended like the canopy of heaven, forcibly dragging Moryo back as he tried to flee into another dimension—
There were no sun, moon, or stars here, only chaos with up and down reversed. Reality and illusion shifted with every breath. The membrane of Guang at the domain's edge held every energy fluctuation firmly in check. Even if