The terrifying spiritual energy turbulence and battle around them continued. Everyone was fighting desperately, and the entire Lin Clan had long since descended into madness after the battle erupted. Yet at this moment, these nearby battles seemed to be drifting away from Lin Chuan. Everything receded, vanishing beyond his world, until he was the only one left in the entire space.
The surroundings were quiet. Sounds vanished, and so did images. All five of his senses seemed to disappear at this instant. Lin Chuan floated in midair, feeling only the terrifyingly cold power raging inside his mind. Images flashed continuously, racing through his mind like a film reel.
Everything seemed to return to the time of his birth, to the Lin Clan's most difficult years. He saw how bitterly the former Lin Chuan had lived within the Lin Clan. He saw his sorrow and his unwillingness to submit. He felt it all as though it had happened to him—the loss of both eyes, his mother's tragic death, and being cast onto the Southern Bright Continent.
Then the scene shifted to what had just happened. Holding the staff formed from a Truth-Seeking Orb, Lin Chuan pierced through Lin Hao's chest, reducing the man who could be called his father to ashes before his eyes.
Bzzzt!
At that moment, all of time and space seemed to freeze. Vast energy surged from the Fruit of the God Tree in Lin Chuan's mind and dantian, converging in his eyes.
The sky-blue Tenseigan vanished, replaced by red Sharingan—Sharingan bearing nine tomoe. At that moment, the nine tomoe gradually gathered together and overlapped, forming a strange Sharingan pattern that combined the traits of Uchiha Itachi, Shisui Uchiha, and Uchiha Obito.
"Amenotokotachi!"
As though sensing something, Lin Chuan murmured softly. The next moment, the illusion before him