Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 316 The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, Uchiha Laughs Maniacally

"But you want to see the difference between us?"

Emperor Yan looked at Aizen with great interest. Although Aizen's words did not seem to imply that, Emperor Yan could not help but hear the probing intent in them.

He just doesn't like these roundabout ways of speaking, which doesn't mean he can't understand them.

He was not angry about this.

Although Aizen's strength was far from what he currently possessed, it was still quite interesting for him to give pointers to the weak.

"If you are willing to teach me, Aizen will gladly accept."

Aizen's smile vanished at this moment, replaced by a solemn expression. This was the respect due to a strong person, yet a calm demeanor devoid of any fear.

Emperor Yan turned his gaze to Ye Xuan, as if seeking his opinion.

"can."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly.

"Hahaha, good!"

"Then, let me give you some pointers!"

"You all come at me too!"

After receiving Ye Xuan's permission, Emperor Yan laughed loudly, his fighting spirit surging. He looked around at everyone and waved his hand with a heroic air.

Aizen's gaze sharpened, and his right hand rested on his Zanpakuto:

"Break it into pieces, Jing Hua Shui Yue."

The blade emitted a ghostly blue light, and the surrounding scenery instantly distorted like ripples on water.

however.

"Illusion? Ridiculous!"

Emperor Yan felt his five senses being altered, but a disdainful smile appeared on his face. Under the immense spiritual power, the erosion of the Mirror Flower Water Moon was directly shattered.

Aizen's pupils contracted slightly, clearly not expecting his Zanpakuto ability to be broken in such a way, but he quickly regained his composure.

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

The pitch-black cube instantly took shape, enveloping Emperor Yan within it. The internal space twisted, and countless blades came slashing from all directions.

"Little tricks!"

Emperor Yan shook his arms, unleashing pure power that shattered the black coffin before it was fully closed, the blades cracking like glass.

At the same time, Tobirama Senju seized the opportunity, activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, and instantly appeared behind the Flame Emperor, thrusting a kunai straight into his heart.

Without turning his head, Emperor Yan grabbed Senju Tobirama's kunai with his backhand, crushing it to pieces with a "crack" sound, and then kicked it dozens of meters away.

Tobirama Senju adjusted his position in mid-air, his hands quickly forming hand seals: "Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

A huge water dragon roared out.

"Spell reversal·H!"

Gojo Satoru's six eyes emitted a bright blue light, and a powerful repulsive field blasted towards the Flame Emperor.

At the same time, Tenyu Kuroko exuded an extreme chill, enveloping the location of the Flame Emperor, while Kagura Shimizu's Demon-Slaying Arrow pierced the sky, aiming straight for the Flame Emperor's brow.

"Great teamwork!"

Emperor Yan laughed loudly, completely ignoring Gojo Satoru's technique and the meaning behind it, and directly grasped the Demon-Slaying Arrow, then crushed it.

Just then, Aizen's figure suddenly appeared above his head:

"Broken Dao No. 88: The flying dragon strikes the thief and the sky-shaking thunder cannon!"

A violent bolt of lightning descended from the sky, but Emperor Yan made no move. He simply crossed his arms over his chest and took the blow head-on, causing the ground beneath his feet to collapse.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Emperor Yan still stood tall, but his sleeves were torn.

"It's not even close."

The Flame Emperor instantly appeared in front of Aizen and threw a punch. Aizen raised Kyoka Suigetsu to block, but was sent flying by the punch along with his sword.

"They seemed to be having a lot of fun."

Ye Xuan leaned against the dilapidated wall, a faint smile playing on his lips.

To be honest, there's not much to say about giving advice.

Faced with an absolute difference in physical strength, those combat techniques that are considered top-notch by ordinary people are full of flaws in his and Yan Di's eyes.

Speed, strength, and reaction time – these fundamental qualities create gaps that render any skill ineffective.

He understood Emperor Yan's warlike nature, but given such a vast difference in strength, he himself would probably find it difficult to muster even the slightest interest.

Ye Xuan's gaze passed over them and landed on Uchiha Ryosuke in the distance.

At this moment, Ryosuke Uchiha was not paying attention to the battle. After Itachi Uchiha died, all his attention was focused on the Mangekyou Sharingan in his hand.

His fingers trembled slightly, revealing his inner struggle; he was hesitant about how to replace those eyes.

Are we waiting for Aizen, Tobirama Senju, or a professional doctor to perform the transplant surgery?

He doesn't trust them.

Regardless of how much he trusted Aizen during his battle with Itachi, and how certain Aizen wouldn't allow Itachi to use Izanagi, that was because he knew the value of the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. Now, having obtained Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan, he only felt wary of Aizen.

Although Aizen might not do anything to him during the eye transplant process, he couldn't be sure that Aizen wouldn't do anything at all.

But if he did it himself, he didn't know if he could bear the excruciating pain.

Don't be fooled by the nonchalant way that people like Shisui and Madara Uchiha gouged out their own eyes. As one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, the excruciating pain they experienced was unimaginable to most people.

What's more, you have to do it yourself and make sure your eyes aren't damaged by accident. You have to focus all your attention on it, which enhances your senses by more than double.
His fingers rose and fell several times, and his breathing became rapid.

This indecisive state was completely different from his state during the battle.

After a long while, Uchiha Ryosuke finally made up his mind. His eyes became firm, and his fingers stopped trembling. With a deep breath, his right hand stabbed into his own eye without hesitation.

"Well!"

A suppressed groan escaped from his clenched teeth.

Blood flowed down between his fingers, leaving shocking marks on his cheeks. His body trembled slightly from the intense pain, but he never stopped moving.

After his left eye was forcibly gouged out, Ryosuke Uchiha's breathing became heavy and disordered.

Blood dripped down his chin, pooling on the ground in a shocking dark red stain; but his movements did not falter, his blood-stained fingers rising again, trembling as he reached for his intact right eye.

"Ugh!!!"

This time, the cries of pain could no longer be suppressed and echoed across the empty battlefield.

His fingernails dug deep into his eye sockets, and he could clearly feel the soft touch of his eyeball with his fingertips. Cold sweat soaked his back, and his muscles spasmed uncontrollably from the excruciating pain.

But Ryosuke Uchiha remained resolute.

His fingers gripped his eyeball and pulled it outwards sharply.

With a chilling "splat" sound, he gouged out another bloody eyeball with his own hands.

At this moment, his face was unrecognizable, with blood constantly gushing from his two empty eye sockets, flowing down his cheeks and staining his entire face a horrifying crimson.

But he didn't bother to wipe it off. With trembling hands, he groped for Itachi Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan and carefully pressed it into his bloodied eye socket.

Spiritual energy circulated within the body, flowing naturally like blood, repairing the severed optic nerve and muscle tissue.

His teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding together, and the veins on his temples were bulging, but he didn't utter a single groan.

Blood vessels begin to reconnect, and nerve endings slowly regenerate. This process is a hundred times more painful than gouging out your eyes, as if countless ants are gnawing at your eye socket.

But Ryosuke Uchiha just clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails dig deep into his palms, using this self-harm to distract himself.

Finally, as his eyes were completely healed by spiritual power, a vast amount of pupil power flowed within his eye sockets.

At first, it was an excruciating pain, but it quickly transformed into a strange coolness, like sweet spring water nourishing a parched desert, giving him an unprecedented sense of comfort and pleasure.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the pattern of windmills and sickles intertwined spun slowly in his pupils. The spiritual energy floating in the air surged wildly into his body as if summoned.

The energy arrived so rapidly that the surrounding air began to distort and tremble.

The spiritual power within the body rapidly increased due to the influx of spiritual energy.

The fourth-order bottleneck was easily pierced like a thin sheet of paper, and the spiritual power continued to surge, constantly approaching the fifth-order level.

If before he had only barely reached the threshold of the fourth rank in terms of combat power, now he has not only truly stepped into the fourth rank realm, but is also infinitely close to the fifth rank.

With a little adjustment, breaking through to the fifth rank is only a matter of time.

This is the difference between the Mangekyou Sharingan and the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Feeling the rapidly increasing spiritual power within his body and his ever-growing physique, Uchiha Ryosuke couldn't help but laugh out loud, his laughter filled with madness and liberation.

He covered half his face with his hand, the newly formed Mangekyou Sharingan peeking out from between his fingers gleaming with an eerie light. Blood still lingered on his cheek, but it couldn't conceal the astonishing aura bursting from his eyes.

"Is this the power of the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan?"

"Hahahaha, so strong, really so strong!"

"If that's the kind of power, even Aizen might not be able to surpass me, no, he definitely wouldn't be!"

As Uchiha Ryosuke felt the surging spiritual energy within his body and the seemingly inexhaustible power in his eyes, he felt every cell in his body rejoice and every nerve transmit a surge of power.

At this moment, all the pain becomes worthwhile.

The rain had stopped sometime earlier, and the warm sunlight pierced through the clouds, falling on the earth and onto Uchiha Ryosuke.

He slowly lowered his hand and looked in the direction where Aizen and the others were in the distance.

There, the original battle had ended at some point.

From Uchiha Ryosuke's perspective, who was completely unaware of what was happening, there was no battle at all; instead, two unfamiliar people had appeared beside Aizen and the others.

One of them remained calm and composed, while the other watched him with an intrigued expression, as if observing a monkey in a performance.

This condescending gaze instantly filled Uchiha Ryosuke with displeasure.

His newly acquired power was boiling within him, and he desperately needed an outlet for it.

"Perfect, let's find someone to test the power of these eyes."

As if he had thought of something, Ryosuke Uchiha's lips curled into a smile, and the pattern in his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan began to spin rapidly.

(End of this chapter)