Itachi stood in front of him, his voice still calm.
"Because you only have one eye."
"Your Kamui is very strong, but your mental defense is incomplete."
"In front of Tsukuyomi, the defects of single eye Mangekyo will be infinitely magnified."
Obito raised his head suddenly, his one eye filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Shut up!"
Itachi raised his sword again.
Seventy-two hours.
Obito is speechless.
He lowered his head, his body was pinned to Cross, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.
Itachi looked at him and spoke slowly.
"It's over."
Darkness breaks.
Reality returns.
Tsukuyomi Space's seventy-two hours are, in reality, only one second.
One second ago, Obito was still standing in the pit, with a condescending tone, taunting Itachi that this brat was vulnerable.
The next second.
"Bang!"
Obito's knees softened and he fell to the ground heavily.
His whole body was soaked with sweat, Black-bottomed Red-cloud Cloak clung tightly to his body, and the skin exposed at the edge of the mask was frighteningly white.
The one eye trembled violently, and there was no longer the arrogance in it, only fatigue and fear remained.
His hands were on the charred ground, his fingers clawing into the soil.
But even so, his body was still shaking uncontrollably.
"Ha... ha..."
Obito gasped for air, as if he had just crawled out of hell.
Raikage A was stunned when he saw this scene.
Darui's eyes widened, and the fingers holding the big knife turned white.
Just now, Masked Man, who had forced Ren back with one kick and used Kamui and Wood Release, was knocked down by Itachi at a glance?
Itachi Uchiha is only eleven years old!
Ren stood aside and looked at Itachi calmly.
Itachi's face also turned a little pale.
Tsukuyomi This level of pupil technique consumes a lot of pupil power.
But he still stood firm.
Ren nodded.
"Not bad."
"If you can crucify Obito in Tsukuyomi for seventy-two hours, your eyes are qualified to stand on this battlefield."
Itachi lowered his head slightly.
"Thank you, Master Clan Leader."
Far underground.
White Zetsu leaned half of his body out of the soil, exclaiming with surprise on his face.
"Hey hey hey! Black Zetsu! What's going on?"
"Obito was very arrogant just now, wasn't he?"
"One second ago, he said that Itachi was just a brat and vulnerable. Why did he kneel down the next second?"
"There are no injuries on him!"
Black Zetsu's expression was extremely ugly.
He stared intently at Obito who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Itachi Uchiha not far away.
"Idiot."
"Obito hit Tsukuyomi."
White Zetsu was stunned.
"Tsukuyomi?"
Black Zetsu The voice is very low.
"Uchiha Clan is one of the strongest Genjutsu."
"This kind of pupil technique can drag the enemy's spirit into a space that is completely controlled by the caster."
"In that space, time, matter, and pain are all determined by the caster."
"Only one second passed outside, but inside Tsukuyomi Space, Obito has been tortured for a full seventy-two hours."
White Zetsu Open your mouth wide.
"Seventy-two hours?"
"Reality lasts only a second?"
"Then he knelt down just now because he was tortured to the point of being unable to hold on in Genjutsu?"
Black Zetsu nodded, his voice getting heavier.
"That's right."
"And the pain in Tsukuyomi is not fake."
"There may be no wounds on the body, but everything the spirit endures is extremely real."
"Stabs, tearing, death, and collapse will all be fully fed back to consciousness."
"Ninja will have a mental breakdown on the spot if Tsukuyomi is hit once."
White Zetsu looked at Obito's trembling body and swallowed.
"But Obito is not Ninja."
"He has Kamui, and Hashirama's Cells."
"How could you be tortured like this by a kid?"
Black Zetsu gritted his teeth.
"Hashirama's Cells can restore the body, but cannot save the spirit crucified by Tsukuyomi."
"No matter how strong Kamui is, he must be able to activate it."
"In Tsukuyomi Space, he is not even qualified to move a finger."
"What's more, he only has one Mangekyo."
Black Zetsu looked at Itachi's pair of Three-bladed Shuriken-like Mangekyo, with deep fear in his tone.
"That Itachi Uchiha is no longer an ordinary genius."
"The eleven-year-old Mangekyo has also mastered Tsukuyomi."
"Uchiha Ren, there is another Monster."
White Zetsu shrank his neck.
"What now?"
"Obito If you are like this, can you still continue to fight?"
Black Zetsu looked at Obito's hands on the ground and his embarrassed appearance, unable to even stand up, and his face completely darkened.
"Can't fight."
"His spirit has been severely damaged by Tsukuyomi, his reaction will be slowed down, and his pupils will be unstable."
"If he stays here any longer, Ren and Itachi will be able to leave him behind completely if they find any flaw."
White Zetsu is anxious.
"But Eight-Tails is right in front of you!"
"Eight-Tails has been knocked unconscious by Ren, and we are only a little bit away from grabbing it!"
Black Zetsu turned around suddenly, his voice cold.
"Shut up!"
"This plan has completely failed."
"Even if we give up Eight-Tails, we must never let an accident happen to Obito."
"He is the key to our subsequent plans."
"If he folds here, all the subsequent arrangements will be completely disrupted by Uchiha Ren."
White Zetsu looked at Eight-Tails in the pit, and then at Obito kneeling on the ground, and finally did not dare to say any more.
Black Zetsu said in a deep voice:
"Take him with you and retreat."
Subsequently, Black Zetsu and White Zetsu held Obito on the left and right, and were about to dive completely underground.
"Stop."
Obito hoarse voice sounded.
His right hand slammed into the charred rock formation, and his fingers dug deeply into the earth and rocks, abruptly stopping his dive.
White Zetsu was so anxious that he screamed, "Hey, hey, hey! Obito, are you crazy? You just got hit by Tsukuyomi, and your spirit is almost broken. If you don't run now, are you waiting to be beaten to death by Ren and Weasel?"
Black Zetsu also lowered his voice. "Withdraw. Your pupils are unstable. It is dangerous to stay here."
"Shut up."
Obito pushed Zee away and half-knelt on the ground, his chest heaving violently.
Under the mask, his face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping down his chin.
That second just now was just a blink of an eye to the outside world.
But for him, it was a full seventy-two hours of mental retardation.
What's even more frightening is that he failed to activate Kamui.
Obito stared at Itachi Uchiha not far away, his one eye full of shock and anger.
"I was careless..."
His voice was low and filled with irrepressible anger.
"Kamui requires my consciousness to activate first, but Tsukuyomi directly nailed my spirit to the world of Genjutsu."
"Time, space, body, Chakra, are all controlled by that brat."
"Itachi Uchiha's Tsukuyomi was born to restrain my Kamui."
White Zetsu My scalp feels numb when I hear it.
"In other words, as long as you and Itachi meet each other's eyes, even if there is Kamui, it may not be in time Intangibility?"
Black Zetsu looked gloomy.
"That's right."
"This is the scariest thing about Tsukuyomi."
"It was not an ordinary Genjutsu, but it ran directly into the spiritual world. The moment Obito was dragged in, Kamui broke."
In the distance, Raikage A and Darui also heard these words.
The way the two looked at Itachi completely changed.
Eleven-year-old Mangekyo.
Nailed a Monster who mastered the space pupil technique with one glance.
This kind of talent can no longer be described as "genius".