"Not good!"
Kaguya Wuzhan sensed trouble and hurriedly erupted with chakra, trying to break free of his restraints.
To his surprise, the muddy tentacles were sturdier than steel cables. Even struggling with all his strength, he could not tear apart a single one!
The muddy tentacles crawled incredibly fast. Within a few breaths, they had covered his entire lower body and continued spreading upward, densely packed like little snakes.
"What kind of ninjutsu is this!?"
Kaguya Wuzhan was horrified, feeling an unprecedented threat of death.
Even his hands were now covered by the muddy tentacles! Other than his head, he could not move at all!
"Buzz..."
The swampy ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently.
A colossal mud dragon dozens of meters long burst from the earth. Its head rose high, blotting out the sky, while mud and filthy water dripped from its abyssal jaws as it lunged viciously at Kaguya Wuzhan.
"Am I going to die??"
Kaguya Wuzhan's heart turned ice-cold.
However, his despair lasted only a moment.
Impossible!
I, Kaguya Wuzhan, am an unparalleled genius!
There can't possibly be a ninjutsu in this world that can kill me in an instant!
No ninjutsu can kill me in an instant!
Kaguya Wuzhan had absolute confidence in his own strength and refused to believe what was happening before him was real.
It was either real or fake. Since it was not real, it had to be fake.
"Right, I must have fallen under a genjutsu. None of this is real!"
Kaguya Wuzhan suddenly realized this, then broke the genjutsu in the most brutal way possible.
Using the Dead Bone Pulse bloodline, he controlled the bones inside his body and made a bone spur pierce through his flesh.
"Urgh!"
He groaned in pain, and his consciousness immediately cleared. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to reality.
Everything before him was completely different. The ground was still the ground; it had not turned into a swamp. His body was not bound by muddy tentacles either. As for the mud dragon that had blotted out the sky—it had been replaced by Shusen.
Shusen held a Big Ball Rasengan in one hand and leaped into the air, smashing down on Kaguya Wuzhan with the force of Mount Tai bearing down.
Kaguya Wuzhan hurriedly dodged sideways, the Big Ball Rasengan grazing him by a hair's breadth.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion rang out.
A massive crater was blasted into the ground. Rocks flew everywhere, and a cloud of dust engulfed the area.
A figure shot backward out of the dust, crashing through five or six tree trunks before slamming to the ground.
"Damn it! You're not Uchiha Madara—you tricked me with genjutsu!"
Kaguya Wuzhan spat out a mouthful of blood and scrambled to his feet in a miserable state, staring fixedly at the dust-shrouded area.
Shusen stepped out of it, feeling that it was such a pity.
He had been just a little short of sending him to his grave.
The Sharingan's genjutsu still isn't perfect. If only I could use the Kurama Clan's genjutsu. It could turn illusions directly into reality, making them impossible to break, Shusen thought regretfully.
Kaguya Wuzhan was still shaken, lingering fear filling his heart.
He did not know when he had fallen under the genjutsu.
If he had not been confident enough in himself, he would already have become a cold corpse.
A genjutsu of this level was practically no different from that of a true Sharingan!
Kaguya Wuzhan's gaze could not help drifting upward, landing on the two eyes of the "fake Madara."
The left was unmistakably a three-tomoe Sharingan, while the right was a strange eye where red, white, and black intertwined.
Kaguya Wuzhan had never seen such a bizarre eye before. For some reason, the moment he saw it, he instinctively thought of the Sharingan and the Byakugan.
Madara was fake, but the three-tomoe Sharingan was real...
Kaguya Wuzhan followed that clue and thought further. A name immediately surfaced in his mind.
"Black Zetsu! You're Black Zetsu!"
Everything suddenly clicked, and most of his doubts were resolved by that name.
No wonder Black Zetsu was always gouging out the Uchiha Clan's eyes on the battlefield. So he had transplanted Sharingan into himself!
What a brilliant method! It gave him another bloodline limit for free. How had I never thought of that before?
Kaguya Wuzhan received a strange sort of inspiration. He was already the Kaguya Clan's greatest genius. If he transplanted a pair of eyes like Uchiha Madara's, with the Dead Bone Pulse combined with the Sharingan, just how powerful would he become?
"Wrong guess. I'm not Black Zetsu."
Shusen spoke indifferently, interrupting Kaguya Wuzhan's wonderful fantasy.
He was not lying either. He truly was not Black Zetsu.
"You are Black Zetsu. Don't think you can fool me again!" Kaguya Wuzhan was utterly certain. He knew something about the Sharingan's ocular techniques, so he quickly looked away and stopped meeting Shusen's gaze.
As long as he did not look directly into the Sharingan, he would not fall under genjutsu.
Shusen shrugged indifferently. "You're the one making things up. Think whatever nonsense you want."
"Black Zetsu, I know I've never had any grievance with you. Why are you trying to kill me!?" Kaguya Wuzhan demanded furiously.
"You're noisy."
Shusen could not be bothered wasting any more words on him. He pulled a thick iron rod from his pocket and charged at him.
This iron rod was Ninjasteel Shusen had stolen from the Ninjasteel Mine. It conducted chakra extremely well and was far more convenient to use than a kunai.
Kaguya Wuzhan did not dare look at Shusen's eyes and could only stare at his lower body. When Shusen suddenly vanished, he jumped in shock. As he flashed backward, he drew out his spine to use as a weapon, directly giving up his vision and relying on the sound of the wind and chakra fluctuations to meet the attack.
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even without using his eyes, Kaguya Wuzhan was still able to fight Shusen evenly through his rich combat experience and superb taijutsu.
In just a short moment, the two had exchanged dozens of moves. Grass crumbled, trees shattered, and the ground cracked wherever they passed, as if they were two engines of destruction.
As their clash continued, Kaguya Wuzhan gradually began to feel the pressure. Fighting without vision was simply too disadvantageous. Most of the time, he could only act on instinct, but combat instinct did not work every time. He was starting to fall behind the rhythm of his opponent's attacks.
"No wonder the Uchiha Clan treats Black Zetsu like a monstrous threat. Anyone who runs into an enemy like this is doomed to rotten luck!"
Kaguya Wuzhan secretly cried out in misery. He felt utterly innocent. Black Zetsu had inexplicably targeted and ambushed him, just like how Uchiha clansmen had inexplicably been targeted by Black Zetsu and had their eyes gouged out. Whether he could escape unharmed tonight was still unknown.
Many enemies had once thought him a madman, but Kaguya Wuzhan now felt that compared to Black Zetsu, this madman was nothing at all.
Bone-Killing Slash!
Kaguya Wuzhan roared, swinging his spine in a tyrannical strike.
Shusen did not take it head-on and easily evaded the powerful attack.
Boom!
The ground was split open, leaving behind a trench more than ten meters long.
Seizing the moment when Kaguya Wuzhan's old strength had run out and his new strength had yet to arise, Shusen flashed beneath him and drove a heavy kick into his chest.
Kaguya Wuzhan was sent flying into the air.
Ninja Art, Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!
Shusen pressed his advantage, forming hand seals and creating hundreds of Shadow Clones before leaping up to pursue Kaguya Wuzhan.
"What!"
Kaguya Wuzhan was shocked once again. How could Black Zetsu use the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique too??
He had no time to think further. He did not even dare meet the Shadow Clones' eyes, gripping his spine tightly as he swung it with all his strength.
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