Asuma was just about to attack when he discovered that his body had floated into the air against his will. His arms spread out, and he was bound tightly to a cross.
He struggled with all his strength, but he could not break free.
"This is just genjutsu! Uchiha Sora, do you think you can defeat me with this?" Asuma shouted.
He was no stranger to the power of genjutsu. It was only an illusion, after all. As long as his resolve remained firm, it could not affect him!
Uchiha Sora smiled faintly. "This is no ordinary genjutsu. This one is called Tsukuyomi!"
"Enjoy the experience!"
With that, Uchiha Sora raised the longsword in his hand and drove it into Asuma's abdomen.
"Aagh!"
Asuma immediately cried out in pain. The agony of the longsword piercing his body was even more intense than it would have been in reality!
What was going on? How could genjutsu cause pain this real?
He had no time to think it through.
Several more Uchiha Soras suddenly appeared around him, each holding a longsword and stabbing him from a different angle.
"Aaaagh!"
Asuma could not hold back his screams.
The pain of so many longswords piercing his body left him drenched in cold sweat.
"Is it over?" Asuma raised his head and stared fixedly at Uchiha Sora, relieved that he had endured this wave of attacks.
His willpower was still strong. He had not passed out from the pain.
"Heh, don't be impatient. Only one second has passed!" Uchiha Sora said mildly.
"What? Only one second?" Asuma exclaimed.
All the agony of those swords stabbing into his body had lasted only a single second?
Then how much longer would this last?
Cold sweat poured down Asuma's forehead.
As though answering the question in Asuma's mind,