The Sorrow of Fubuki

Reflecting on his earlier battle with Lanqin, Uchiha Yue's eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately thought of a way to deal with Lanqin.

Since he was no match for that old man Lanqin in a head-on clash, why did he have to keep confronting Lanqin head-on and fall into Lanqin's fighting rhythm?

As realization dawned on him, a faint smile curled across Uchiha Yue's lips. At the same time, the tomoe in his Mangekyō Sharingan began spinning rapidly. Then, before Lanqin could attack Uchiha Yue, the Uchiha Yue in Lanqin's eyes suddenly vanished from where he stood.

The next second, Lanqin looked around in bewilderment and suddenly discovered that he had arrived in an unfamiliar environment.

Moreover, his limbs were bound to a wooden post. No matter how hard Lanqin struggled, his overwhelmingly powerful strength could not shake free from the restraints of what looked like ordinary thick rope!

"Th-this is... where?"

When he realized that he could not even snap ordinary thick rope with his strength, Lanqin was both puzzled and certain that this strange occurrence was probably Uchiha Yue's doing. Otherwise, how could he have gone from fighting Uchiha Yue outside the Land of Water to suddenly arriving in such an unfamiliar place?

As Lanqin furrowed his brows and pondered how to escape his current predicament...

Uchiha Yue slowly appeared before Lanqin, Fubuki Tachi in hand!

"Lanqin, you seemed to say just now that the Sharingan of my Uchiha Clan was inferior to the Kekkei Genkai of your Lanqin Clan, didn't you?"

"Then now, I'll let you experience the might of my Uchiha Clan's Sharingan!"

"This genjutsu is called Tsukuyomi. Space, time, and even matter are all under the control of me, Uchiha Yue!"

"For the next seven hours, you will be tortured by me here!"

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