He glanced over the courtyard's defenses. Eight elite Jonin guarded its perimeter, and four hidden sentries of equal strength were concealed inside the house and courtyard.
Good grief, twelve Senju Jonin packed into one courtyard. That lineup could team up and head to the Land of Fire's borders to grind through a small country or two.
Considering that the clan leader's wife was still weak after giving birth, and the newborn little Tobirama had nothing much worth squeezing out of him,
Josen made his decision on the spot. A metallic ring seemed to slice through the air as his sky-blue irises turned scarlet and three jet-black tomoe appeared in each eye-the Sharingan he had just installed.
Smack!
He clapped his hands together, mobilizing a vast amount of chakra and gathering it into his eyes. The Sharingan's ocular power was amplified to its normal maximum, and his genjutsu activated in tandem with the AT Force Field!
"Ninja Art: Genjutsu: The World!"
The brand-spanking-new genjutsu Josen had developed on the way descended soundlessly. An invisible force field enveloped the entire courtyard like a cage. At first glance, the courtyard below looked unchanged, but in reality, everything within the force field had already taken Josen's shape.
Sharingan Genjutsu excelled at shaping mental worlds. Everything within the illusion, including the rules of space and time, could be rewritten with a single thought according to the caster's will.
Josen's Three-Tomoe Sharingan had been manifested through his Stand Ability, rather than being original parts plucked from Uchiha Takuya.
That meant transplantation was not an issue. The Sharingan's compatibility with him was naturally 100%.
Since he lacked another crucial element, the "Indra Bloodline," the debuff that massively multiplied his mana consumption still existed.
But Josen was not some powerless little punk. The slight drain from keeping his