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Itachi’s body was sent flying by Sasuke’s punch, but Sasuke imdiately followed up, raising his fist once more.
"Sasuke."
A hand extended from behind him and grasped his wrist.
Sasuke twisted his body, launching a kick backward.
Itachi let go and retreated, narrowly avoiding Sasuke’s kick.
"Are you angry? Is it because I wanted you to return to Konoha? I only thought it best for you to return to a ninja village, and Konoha is the most suitable Don’t act on impulse. Think it through, Sasuke."
Itachi’s voice echoed from all directions.
Sasuke’s eyes swept over the surroundings. Within the Tsukuyomi space, countless clones of Itachi had appeared, forming a circle that surrounded him.
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Sasuke’s eyes spun rapidly. "From the mont I left Konoha, I never planned on going back!!"
"You must consider your future."
"I’ve already made up my mind!" Sasuke turned, glaring in the direction of Itachi’s voice. "You bastard! Stop interfering with my life!!!"
"Don’t let your emotions dictate your actions, Sasuke," Itachi’s voice ca from another direction. "That’s not the behavior of a proper ninja."
Sasuke turned his head again, gritting his teeth. "Stop lecturing !"
Leaping into the air, Sasuke conjured a blade out of thin air and slashed toward one of Itachi’s clones.
"I’m just concerned about my foolish little brother."
One of Itachi’s clones stepped forward, conjuring a ninja sword in its hand and eting Sasuke head-on.
Clang!
The two blades clashed violently.
"Your mastery of Yin Release isn’t bad," Itachi remarked, observing the blade Sasuke had just conjured. He sidestepped and delivered a kick.
"However, in this Tsukuyomi space under my control, this level of effort won’t let you escape."
Sasuke used the force of the blade clash to leap backward, extending his left hand.
"Uncle once told ," Sasuke smirked, "the Tsukuyomi technique ultimately cos down to a battle of spiritual energy between the caster and the victim."
In an instant, countless kunai appeared around him, flying in all directions as he waved his hand.
"With my current strength, my spiritual energy far surpasses yours!" Sasuke declared triumphantly.
Though so of Itachi’s clones managed to block the kunai with ninja swords, most were pierced, vanishing into thin air.
"It seems I underestimated you," Itachi admitted.
His clones converged rapidly, rging into a single form.
"Don’t let your guard down, Sasuke. This is still my domain!"
In this illusory space, the dark red sky grew even dimr.
"What’s happening?" Sasuke frowned, gazing upward.
Black clouds swirled rapidly across the red sky, and a pair of enormous eyes, identical to Itachi’s Mangekyō Sharingan, slowly opened.
As those cold, rciless eyes fully revealed themselves and cast their gaze downward, Sasuke found his movents frozen, as if he were an insect trapped in amber, completely immobilized.
"In this Tsukuyomi space, even ti is under my control," Itachi said, stepping toward Sasuke. "We have plenty of ti to talk."
Sasuke’s forehead veins bulged in frustration. "I have nothing more to say to you."
"Perhaps I should have stopped Kaito from taking you away back then," Itachi placed a hand on Sasuke’s shoulder. "You’re becoming increasingly consud by the narrow-minded views of the clan."
"And what’s wrong with that!" Sasuke’s hatred burned through his gaze, locking onto Itachi. "Isn’t it normal to place family above all else?"
"We are not ordinary people," Itachi countered calmly. "We are shinobi."
"So what if we are shinobi? Does having power an we’re no longer human?!" Sasuke’s Sharingan burned brighter, glowing crimson.
"Who do you think you are!" Tears of blood stread from his eyes. "A self-righteous fratricide chasing after your ideals! What right do you have to lecture ?!"
Boom!
A massive surge of spiritual energy erupted from Sasuke, causing the Tsukuyomi space to shake violently. Cracks resembling blood-red fractures appeared in the space.
"You left behind, didn’t you?!" Sasuke snarled, grabbing Itachi by the collar. "In the end, other people just don’t matter as much as your ideals!"
"It was for your own good, Sasuke," Itachi replied, his voice heavy with sorrow.
"If I had a choice!" Sasuke stared fiercely into Itachi’s eyes. "I would rather fight and die alongside my family than live alone!"
"No matter your reasons, I will never forgive you, Itachi!"
The cracks in the Tsukuyomi space expanded rapidly as Sasuke plunged his blade into Itachi’s chest.
"Never!!!"
With the sound of shattering glass, the Tsukuyomi space completely collapsed.
Back in the ruined village, both Sasuke and Itachi staggered, clutching their eyes as tears of blood stread down.
As they lowered their hands and locked eyes, they spoke in unison.
"Amaterasu!"
Blazing black flas ignited out of nowhere, colliding fiercely in midair.
The flas surged and recoiled, forcing Sasuke and Itachi to retreat to separate treetops, glaring at each other through the raging fire.
Sasuke raised his right hand high and slashed it downward. "Kagutsuchi!"
The black flas writhed and morphed, forming countless fireballs that rained down upon Itachi like a storm.
"A technique to control Amaterasu’s flas," Itachi mused as he watched the fireballs descend. "It seems you’ve gained remarkable abilities."
Scarlet chakra enveloped him as a translucent skeletal figure materialized, quickly growing muscle, flesh, and armor.
"Susanoo!"
Itachi’s Susanoo raised its left hand, summoning an enormous shield out of thin air, which deflected the black fireballs.
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"Is that?" White Zetsu exclaid, staring at the scene in the village below.
"The Yata Mirror!" Black Zetsu’s tone carried a hint of awe. "The Amaterasu flas, said to be the ultimate offensive technique, are matched against the legendary indestructible divine shield."
"What a sight," White Zetsu marveled. "For Itachi to possess such a divine artifact—it’s impossible to predict the outco now."
"Itachi is truly fortunate," Black Zetsu grumbled. "That’s a mythical treasure."
"Tobi" chuckled coldly. "Having used Tsukuyomi, Amaterasu, and Susanoo consecutively, Itachi’s eyes won’t last much longer."
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