Ghost Fox gritted his teeth and slammed his palms together.
Within the domain, the twisted faces on the ground suddenly flew up, turning into countless dark purple chains that wound toward Lin Jin from every direction.
Those chains had no physical substance. They were manifestations of mental power; once someone was entangled, their consciousness would be dragged into the abyss of phantom demons.
Lin Jin watched the chains surge toward him, his Mangekyō Sharingan turning an even deeper crimson.
"Amaterasu."
Black flames appeared out of thin air on the chains.
The chains formed from mental power were like paper before Amaterasu's black flames, igniting in an instant.
The black flames spread along the chains, burning back toward the domain itself.
Ghost Fox's expression changed drastically, and he frantically severed his mental connections to the chains.
But Amaterasu's black flames had already burned into his domain.
Within the dark purple Illusory Demon Domain, the black flames spread rapidly.
Everywhere they passed, the twisted faces let out piercing screams before the black flames devoured them completely.
"How is this possible!" Ghost Fox was utterly horrified.
His Illusory Demon Domain was the foundation he had spent thirty years painstakingly cultivating and building, yet a single fire had burned through it?
He desperately channeled the power of his domain, trying to extinguish the black flames, but Amaterasu would never go out until its target had burned to nothing.
The black flames burned ever fiercer, and the structure of the Illusory Demon Domain began to collapse.
Ghost Fox bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which turned into a bloody mist and merged with the domain.
The domain shook violently, forcibly isolating Amaterasu's black flames and preserving its core.
But his face had already turned as pale as