"No implants."
Cangyue refused without hesitation.
Having ten Mangekyō Sharingan implanted in his body certainly sounded powerful.
But eyes opening all over his body would look rather grotesque.
Besides, his combat style had already taken shape.
The Flame and Thunder Swords handled direct attacks, the Sword Intent Domain provided perception and protection, and Eternal Dream served for training and Dream Manipulation.
Suddenly stuffing ten eyes into his body would only disrupt his established fighting rhythm.
Looking at the wall full of ocular techniques, Cangyue suddenly remembered Orochimaru's clone bodies.
"Orochimaru, could you clone me?"
"Then implant all these eyes in the clone body."
"Make him the perfect eye rack."
Orochimaru held out his hand without hesitation.
"Certainly. Give me a tissue sample."
Cangyue plucked a strand of hair and placed it in his palm.
Cangyue had made this request not only because he refused to implant eyes in his original body, but also because he wanted to test the effects of only one across eternity.
Without his permission, no second concept sharing Kambara Sogetsu's origin could come into existence anywhere across space and time.
Could Orochimaru bypass that uniqueness?
"One moment."
Orochimaru placed the hair in a machine.
Clone bodies No. 7 and No. 8 immediately assisted with the procedure.
Gene extraction, cell cultivation, structural analysis-streams of data flashed across the virtual screen.
The initial steps went exceptionally smoothly.
But when they reached the final synthesis stage, every cell in the cultivation tank suddenly lost its viability.
There was no rejection.
There was no breakdown.
It was more as though some invisible rule had directly denied them the possibility of becoming "Kambara Sogetsu."
Orochimaru stared at the data that had dropped to zero, his expression growing grave.
He adjusted the parameters several more times.
The result remained exactly the same.