The Demon Flute's Backlash and the Deeper Evidence of the Daimyo Residence

No!

Absolutely not!

Tayuya's teeth ground together with a harsh clack, and a thread of sweet, metallic blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She was the strongest Sound Ninja under Lord Orochimaru, a bearer of the Cursed Seal, and a future powerhouse! How could she be trapped here like a bug and slowly drained dry by that bastard who did not even dare show his face?

Humiliation, fear, and unwillingness all transformed into the most explosive fuel within her chest.

"Baishi... you think you've already won?"

She growled hoarsely, a nearly mad, vicious glint bursting from her eyes.

"Don't underestimate... don't underestimate the power Lord Orochimaru bestowed upon us!"

Tayuya abruptly tore open the fastening of her shirt, revealing her flat, taut abdomen. There, a sinister Cursed Seal composed of three black tomoe began to writhe like a living thing, radiating a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble.

Without the slightest hesitation, she raised the pitch-black Demon Flute to her lips.

This was her strongest trump card, and also her final one.

Demonic Flute Style: Dream Sound Lock!

Amplified by the power of the Cursed Seal, it produced illusionary sound waves that acted directly on the soul. It was powerful enough to plunge even Jonin-level experts into eternal nightmares in an instant, leaving them at the mercy of others!

She refused to believe that this Barrier could devour an illusionary technique that directly attacked the mind!

"Wuuu—"

A long, eerie flute note rang out within the deathly silent Barrier.

This time, it was no longer a violent sound wave, but a seductive melody that seemed capable of piercing the eardrums and reaching straight into the depths of the soul.

As the flute music flowed, Tayuya's Chakra was frantically siphoned away. The space behind her began to warp,