A deeper power spread from within him.
There was no raging chakra, no dazzling light.
Yet when Pain's ocular power touched that force, it was like a tide crashing into an abyss. More than half of it was swallowed in an instant.
Pain's Rinnegan narrowed slightly.
The next moment, the three tomoe in Lie Yang's eyes drew toward one another, slowly linking into a more intricate pattern.
His Mangekyō Sharingan activated.
The entire space abruptly fell silent.
Lie Yang used no specific ocular technique.
He simply revealed the full power of his Mangekyō Sharingan.
That power was as weighty as mountains and seas accumulated over countless ages, yet so unfathomably deep that it seemed capable of devouring all spirit and will.
Konan felt only the aftershocks, but immediately closed her eyes.
She dared not look again.
Those Mangekyō Sharingan were like a bottomless vortex, almost tearing away her mind and sense of self entirely.
Hidan's legs began to buckle.
He bit through the tip of his tongue, using the pain to stay lucid.
Cold sweat slid down Biwa Jūzō's forehead. He had already held the Kubikiribōchō across his body, as though it could block an assault on his mind.
All five of Kakuzu's faces fell silent.
For the first time, he truly felt fear.
He was not afraid of his body dying.
He was afraid that some power would erase his consciousness.
Orochimaru felt that pressure too.
But he did not retreat. Instead, he stared fixedly at Lie Yang's Mangekyō Sharingan.
The three awn-shaped tomoe turned slowly, their ocular power as weighty as mountains and seas.
Compared with an ordinary Uchiha's Mangekyō Sharingan, these eyes held less emotion and malice, but possessed an almost pure dominion over the mind.
"So this is his true power..."
Orochimaru's voice carried a fervor