Hyūga Tenshu walked up to the Branch Family elder with his head lowered, holding the glass bottle in both hands.
Inside the bottle, the white eyeball trembled faintly, giving off a soft white glow.
The Branch Family elder stared at the bottle, his breathing a little heavy. The wrinkles on his face smoothed out with his uncontainable smugness.
He reached out and snatched the bottle.
"At least you know what's good for you." The elder snorted without even looking at Tenshu.
He raised the bottle and examined it against the purple light in the Ancestral Shrine. The ocular power inside the eyeball flowed like water.
"Jing." The elder turned toward Ōtsutsuki Jing, whose face was livid. "You see? Lord Hamura's power will ultimately belong to someone with real boldness!"
Ōtsutsuki Jing said nothing and merely watched coldly.
The elder did not care. He eagerly uncorked the bottle and carefully used chakra to draw out the eyeball inside.
The eyeball floated above his palm, its light growing brighter.
At the same time, he pulled another bottle from inside his clothes-the one Jing had placed on the stone table earlier, which he had seized in the chaos.
Two bottles, two eyeballs, floating side by side.
The elder took a deep breath and formed a complicated hand seal.
Chakra poured out, enveloping both eyeballs.
Hamura's eyeball floated out and began slowly approaching the elder's eyes. Their light mingled, and that ancient pressure grew stronger and stronger, leaving quite a few people in the Ancestral Shrine struggling to breathe.
Ryuto narrowed his eyes and pushed his Ki Sense to its fullest.
Those two energies were merging, becoming something greater and more overbearing.
Madara Uchiha's Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan spun rapidly as he recorded the process.
By then, the two eyeballs had pressed completely together. Their