The sky was red.
The world was black and white.
Uchiha Itachi's Tsukuyomi World seemed devoid of life.
Orochimaru hung his head, a cold smile still playing on his lips, utterly unimpressed by Uchiha Itachi's technique, unaffected by the pain of the Ninja Sword piercing his body.
"Itachi, is your Genjutsu only at this level?"
One of the Sannin of Konoha, how could he possibly fear such a Genjutsu torture?
If this brat Uchiha Itachi thought this would make him afraid, then he was sorely underestimating his senior.
"As expected, Senior Orochimaru."
Uchiha Itachi nonchalantly withdrew the Ninja Sword and stabbed Orochimaru again, blood splattering once more, yet his voice remained calm.
"There's one thing you've forgotten: everything in the Tsukuyomi World, including time, is under my control. We've only just begun; we'll be here for seventy-two hours. During this time, I will continue to stab your body with the sword, and the pain of the Ninja Sword piercing your body is just like in the real world..."
"Seventy-two hours?"
Orochimaru's pupils suddenly widened.
If it were just one or two stabs, Orochimaru wouldn't really care, but for seventy-two hours, how many times would Uchiha Itachi stab him?
"I told you, the time in Tsukuyomi is under my control."
Uchiha Itachi remained indifferent to his thoughts, withdrawing the Ninja Sword again and slowly stabbing it into his chest: "The time in the Tsukuyomi World hasn't even passed a second. Senior Orochimaru can feel the long stretch of life here..."
With Uchiha Itachi's actions, several of his illusions approached, raising their swords, stabbing them all into Orochimaru's body, with blood flowing out from the wounds!
However...
These illusions of Uchiha Itachi seemed like unfeeling machines, their expressions indifferent as they stabbed Orochimaru's body one after another!
"Ah!"
Orochimaru finally opened his mouth in pain!
This Tsukuyomi Genjutsu was like a nightmare interrogation for Orochimaru.
Orochimaru didn't even know when it would end, unable to count the duration of his torture, only Uchiha Itachi as the Technique User held the exact flow of time.
Until Orochimaru had no idea how many times he'd been stabbed, only feeling the pain of the Ninja Sword entering his body, he heard Uchiha Itachi's voice.
"The first second has passed."
Uchiha Itachi's expression was calm and indifferent, but his words sent a chill into Orochimaru's heart: "Only seventy-one hours, fifty-nine minutes, and fifty-nine seconds more..."
"Only a second has passed..."
Orochimaru felt the pain he had just endured in that single second greatly exceeded all the injuries throughout his life!
However...
Only a second had passed?
For the first time, Orochimaru experienced the stretch of life through such torture, but he could only stand helplessly on the cross, watching countless Ninja Swords stab into his body one after another!
"Ah..."
Orochimaru's painful groans echoed in this black and white world.
The real world.
When Uchiha Itachi finally released Orochimaru from the Tsukuyomi Genjutsu, Orochimaru's body involuntarily collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, his arms still trembling...
"A Genjutsu of this level..."
Orochimaru's voice trembled slightly, the pain in his brain still present, making it impossible for him to recover from the agony: "How is this possible..."
"Nothing is impossible."
Uchiha Itachi looked down at the fallen Orochimaru, his hand producing two Shuriken, as if intending to do something more.
"You brat..."
Orochimaru glared at Uchiha Itachi, and actually let out a low laugh: "Do you still intend to kill me here?"
"Of course not."
Uchiha Itachi watched Orochimaru, slowly shaking his head: "But at the very least, give you a profound lesson, so that you won't have any further ambitions..."
Fortunately.
A shadow interrupted them.
Hiruko, the puppet of Red Sand Sasori, crawled over, coldly saying: "Joining the Akatsuki Organization as a newbie and already bullying your senior?"
"..."
Uchiha Itachi flipped his hand, instantly retracting his Shuriken.
"..."
When Orochimaru saw the arrival of Red Sand Sasori, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, Sasori's arrival indeed saved him, but it also made him feel a bit embarrassed.
Red Sand Sasori would surely mock him, right?
"Can you stand up? Can't?"
Hiruko crawled to Orochimaru's side, noticing that he couldn't stand, extending its tail to coil around Orochimaru's body, dragging him directly away from here.
"Looks like I have to thank you..."
Orochimaru was dragged by Hiruko, appearing a bit disheveled.
"No need to thank."
Red Sand Sasori dragged Orochimaru to the mountain steps of the Akatsuki Hideout, suddenly stopping, seemingly intending to do something.
Orochimaru, perplexed about the sudden halt, turned to see the steps, his expression changing abruptly: "Wait, what are you trying to do?"
"..."
Red Sand Sasori suddenly removed the ring from Orochimaru's hand, released Hiruko's tail, and flung Orochimaru directly onto the mountain steps, letting him roll down directly!
"What the hell are you doing!"