Otsutsuki Guiyan

I have to solve this problem, Shin thought to himself.

But ever since awakening his time-based eye technique, he had never been affected by his own ocular powers. Finding the reason now would not be easy.

Still, he had a vague premonition that if his time-based eye technique advanced another step, this problem could be resolved.

His ocular acceleration could make others burn through a hundred years in an instant and die of old age. There was no reason it should be ineffective on himself in reverse.

On the moon, within the shrine of the Otsutsuki clan on its far side.

The underground darkness was cold, damp, and utterly silent. There was not a trace of light, like true, lifeless death.

Suddenly, the stone door, which had not moved for who knew how many years, trembled. A rumbling sound followed as it opened, and a sliver of light shone in. It was not bright, yet it was blinding to the person imprisoned in the depths. He had not seen light for far too long.

The Sage Staff touched the floor. Then came a white-haired, white-bearded old man with two horns growing from his head, followed by several Otsutsuki elders similar in appearance to him.

As they passed through the stone door and headed swiftly inward, the cold dungeon's stench of rot made the accompanying elders frown deeply.

Deep inside, the Otsutsuki Clan Head stopped before a stone cell. A man sat withered in its corner, his hands and feet bound by iron chains covered in intricate Sealing Technique formulas designed to suppress his chakra.

Sensing their arrival, the shackled man slowly raised his head. His silver-white hair was exceedingly long, tangled and trailing across the ground, seemingly twice his own height. After all, it had not been cut in