A shadowed moon shone over the world, dyeing everything blood-red.
The entire world felt oppressive.
Even if Itachi, the master of this world, did nothing to them, an ordinary person staying here would suffer immense psychological pressure. In severe cases, it was entirely possible for someone mentally sensitive to break down.
There was nothing in this world, only an empty space, and at its center stood Su Yu and Itachi.
Having successfully pulled Su Yu into this world, Itachi had regained his composure.
But Su Yu's words stirred a faint sense of foreboding in his heart again.
"...Mr. Su Yu, what do you mean?"
After a moment's hesitation, Itachi settled on how to address Su Yu.
"With your knowledge, I'm sure you've heard of the technique called Tsukuyomi. I've already pulled you into the Tsukuyomi World, and in this world, as the caster, I can do anything!"
"Space, time, gravity-everything here is mine to control! And of course, that includes you, Mr. Su Yu!"
What Itachi meant was that he believed he could hurt Su Yu in this world.
This world could only inflict mental trauma, which would then manifest in the body, so the weaker the target's mental strength, the greater the damage they suffered.
Imagine being stabbed continuously for seventy-two hours, or even having thousands upon thousands of versions of yourself stabbed at once, the pain increasing exponentially while your consciousness remained clear the entire time.
Kakashi, for instance, had gone down immediately after being tormented by Itachi's Tsukuyomi.
Those with greater mental resistance could merely remain in relatively better condition. After all, although what happened within Tsukuyomi was an Illusion Technique, the sensations they endured were real.
Itachi did not believe that someone as powerful as Su Yu would lack a strong mind, but neither did he