Immortal Law, Sword of Time

"What kind of jutsu is this?!"

Within the pitch-black space, Shin gritted his teeth. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but blackness—true, absolute blackness, without the slightest trace of light. Even the Eternal Mangekyo could see nothing at all.

Even Susanoo, right beside him, could not be caught by sight. Only through a special spiritual sense could he tell that it was still there.

But at a time like this, Susanoo was no longer important.

Because through his senses, endless pressure continuously bore down from every direction. The Complete Body Susanoo was being relentlessly compressed, its armor—said to possess absolute defense—already covered in cracks. Under the immense pressure, the godlike Susanoo was forced to shrink. Even so, it could only delay the moment of its destruction.

By Shin's own estimate, the Complete Body Susanoo could hold out for about another minute. After that minute, it would shatter completely.

The pressure around him was strange. Gravity was constantly increasing, and the heaviness weighing on his body was multiplying. His internal organs had already begun to bleed.

Logically, he should have been plummeting downward at high speed under such circumstances. Yet that did not happen, because another force was pulling at him—repulsion.

The essence of gravity lay in attraction, while repulsion was its complete opposite. It felt as though two utterly opposing forces were acting upon his body, constantly trying to compress and tear him apart. It was simply impossible to describe in words.

And that was not all. This pitch-black space had been incomparably strange from the start, carrying an overwhelming sense of heaviness, as if it were the aggregate of space itself.

No, I have to find a way. Shin's thoughts raced as he searched desperately for an answer. He had considered the possibility of falling