Ōtsutsuki's Execution Squad

Crack!

Ōtsutsuki Tianqiong had no intention of indulging her, especially given the authority he had built up over the years. Merely standing there made people afraid to meet his gaze. Facing Ōtsutsuki Gintoki's questioning, Tianqiong extended one hand. The aggressive Gintoki from moments ago was tightly gripped in his palm as terrifying space-time twisted around her.

A single second felt like countless years. At that moment, Ōtsutsuki Gintoki felt the chakra within her rapidly draining away. The terror brought by her fading strength filled her eyes with panic. She clutched tightly at Ōtsutsuki Tianqiong's arm with both hands, trying to break free from his control, but her strength was simply too weak.

Cough, cough!

Tianqiong released his grip on Ōtsutsuki Gintoki and withdrew the power affecting the surrounding space-time. Like a fish finally returning to the water after being pulled from it, Gintoki staggered back in terror and stared at him from afar. The arrogance she had shown earlier was gone, leaving behind only fear carved deep into her bones.

"I already said it. I am in charge of this team. You need only follow my lead and obey my orders. Ōtsutsuki Gintoki, even if you and I are both dukes, there is still a vast difference between one duke and another. Do you understand the gap between us now?!"

That lofty attitude and tone were etched into his bones. Yet only such bearing suited the publicly acknowledged strongest member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. His control over space-time was no longer limited to abilities granted by his bloodline; it was a space-time power he had comprehended himself. In some respects, Ōtsutsuki Tianqiong had long surpassed ordinary Ōtsutsuki.

"Yes..."

In just a few seconds, Ōtsutsuki Gintoki had been completely subdued. Her lofty, defiant bearing became humility. The Ōtsutsuki were a race