These chains were not physical objects, but spiritual attacks formed from the power of Grudge Spirits. Once someone was ensnared, tens of thousands of resentful thoughts would directly assault their sea of consciousness. At best, they would lose their sanity; at worst, their soul would be dragged out of their body to become another member of the Ten Thousand Grievances Sword.
Lin Jin's Sharingan saw through the true nature of these chains immediately.
He pushed off with his toes and darted backward as the Mangekyō in his right eye suddenly spun.
Kamui intangibility.
The foremost chains pierced his intangible body, but passed through as though through air, encountering no resistance.
Yet the instant he became solid again, more chains had already sealed off his retreat, compressing the space in which he could move to less than three feet.
"Spatial power again? Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?" The Nether King had clearly learned from before. Knowing that a single chain could not strike Lin Jin with his spatial abilities, it simply used sheer numbers to seal off everything.
Lin Jin stood where he was, facing the Grievance Spirit Chains surging toward him from every direction, and did not use intangibility to evade them again.
He took a deep breath and swept his left hand over the blade of the Amaterasu Lightning-Cleaver. The black flames of Amaterasu peeled away in response, becoming dozens of palm-sized black flying blades that hovered around him.
Kagutsuchi: Amaterasu Senbon.
The flying blades whistled out, precisely intercepting every Grievance Spirit Chain.
The instant the black flames of Amaterasu collided with the power of Grudge Spirits, a dense chorus of hissing erupted. Clusters of black fire burst in midair, devouring and burning those dark red chains section by section.
The Grievance