But Asuma had no intention of leaving just because the other side had strength in numbers.
Instead, he silently stepped in front of Kurenai Yuhi, watching these powerful ninja with utmost vigilance, unable to discern what they intended to do.
Winter Rain and the others did not make any moves immediately either.
After all, Kurama Mutsu was still locked in a contest with Kurenai Yuhi.
And when it came to Genjutsu, especially against Kurama Mutsu, who possessed the Sense Manipulation Kekkei Genkai, they truly had no idea how they could intervene.
If they made even one mistake and caused some problem, it would be troublesome.
Although Kurama Mutsu appeared to be wholly focused on painting, while Kurenai Yuhi stood there blankly,
their clash was actually incomparably dangerous.
Within the Genjutsu world, Kurenai Yuhi watched the girl sitting there and painting. She clearly saw her draw a bolt of lightning in the sky on her canvas.
In the next instant, that lightning crashed directly down onto Kurenai Yuhi's head.
Kurenai Yuhi's expression did not change, nor did she make any movement. Yet as the lightning struck, she miraculously transformed into an ancient tree.
At Kurama Mutsu's side, the space rippled slightly.
Kurenai Yuhi emerged directly from the ripples, a Kunai in hand, and stabbed it toward Kurama Mutsu.
Kurama Mutsu frowned and casually drew a stroke across her canvas.
The small distance between her and Kurenai Yuhi immediately became a vast chasm.
And that chasm directly blocked Kurenai Yuhi's continued attack.
Then her brush swept across the canvas again and again.
Meteorites, violent winds, volcanic eruptions—all sorts of terrifying natural disasters instantly surged toward Kurenai Yuhi.
Naturally, Kurenai Yuhi did not dare wait helplessly for death.
Looking at these things, she took a deep breath. Though they were Genjutsu,
she knew