Critical Situation

This was indeed Kaguya's Tsukuyomi. Under her powerful eye technique, Zank had no chance to fight back and fell into the illusion without realizing it.

Zank's Imperial Arm, Spectator, had five abilities: Insight, Telescopic Vision, X-Ray Vision, Foresight, and Illusion Vision. These allowed him to see into people's hearts, observe distant scenes, see through obstacles, predict opponents' next moves, and create illusions.

Although it seemed powerful, it was not as impressive as it appeared. It was merely a basic combination of Sharingan and Byakugan. Insight, Telescopic Vision, and X-Ray Vision were not particularly unique. The Foresight ability was not about predicting the future; instead, it predicted opponents' next move by observing minor muscle movements. In this regard, it was even inferior to the Three Tomoe Sharingan.

The only somewhat useful ability was Insight, which allowed him to read others' thoughts. However, if the opponent had strong mental power, his Imperial Arm would be ineffective.

As for the illusion, it was quite mediocre, effective only against ordinary people. Against someone with Kaguya's powerful eye techniques, trying to use an illusion was like showing off one's meager skills before an expert, leading only to self-destruction.

In the world of Tsukuyomi, three days had passed, while in the outside world, only a moment had elapsed. During those three days, Zank endured inhuman torture, suffering various forms of torment until his spirit reached the brink of collapse.

Kurome, gripping her long sword and preparing to attack, noticed something strange. Zank's expression suddenly turned blank, his eyes bloodshot, and his pupils contracted, his face contorted as if in immense pain.

With a thud, Zank's large, muscular body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What happened to him?" Kurome asked in surprise, turning to Kaguya with curiosity.

"Perhaps he has a condition where he faints when he talks," Kaguya replied with a straight face.

"That's really pitiful." Kurome walked over to him, looking at Zank with pity. She plunged her gleaming sword into his neck.

Scarlet blood spurted out, splattering the ground.

Kaguya smirked, realizing Kurome had a dark side.

Kurome removed the eye-shaped object from Zank's forehead and handed it to Kaguya.

Is this the Imperial Arm?

Kaguya curiously examined the object before placing it on her forehead. As her mental energy flowed into it, a strange power rippled outward.

Her vision became clearer, the world around her appearing in exquisite detail. She could see the veins of the leaves rustling in the breeze and the sparkling waves on the distant lake. Although it was not as powerful as Kaguya's eye technique, it was quite a useful Imperial Arm for ordinary people.

When she turned her gaze to Kurome, Kaguya was taken aback.

To her surprise, Kurome was completely naked before her.

Her body was fully exposed, without any clothing. Her figure was petite and exquisite, her skin smooth and tender like that of a baby. Her breasts were small and delicate, her legs slender and perfectly proportioned, smooth and white.

Kaguya also discovered an unexpected secret: Kurome was a little white tiger.

Technically, Kurome had reached the age of development, and her body was beginning to take on the appearance of a young woman, so she shouldn't be completely hairless. It was likely she was naturally like this.

Kaguya watched for a moment, then nonchalantly removed the Imperial Arm from her forehead, tossed it to the ground, and lightly stepped on it. With a crisp sound, the Imperial Arm shattered.

Such an item was useless to Kaguya, not even worth considering as a chicken rib. The abilities possessed by this Imperial Arm were already covered by Kaguya's eyes and were far superior.

Moreover, the Imperial Arm's abilities were akin to peeping. Just thinking about the possibility that Zank might have seen her and Kurome's bodies made Kaguya feel disgusted, like swallowing a fly, so destroying it was for the best.

Actually, Kaguya was overthinking it. Due to Zank's limited mental power, when he used this Imperial Arm, he could, at most, see through one layer of clothing, unable to see everything as Kaguya could.

"Your Highness?" Kurome asked curiously, observing Kaguya's actions. She wasn't concerned about the Imperial Arm; she already had Yatsufusa and cared little for other Imperial Arms. She was simply curious about Kaguya's actions.

"Nothing, the Imperial Arm was already broken," Kaguya said softly, her eyes gazing into the distance. "Let's go; time is short."

Without suspicion, Kurome nodded gently.

The two of them didn't linger, continuing to run deeper into the forest.

As Kaguya anticipated, the fierce battle between the Minister's troops and Night Raid was drawing to a close. Both sides had suffered casualties to varying degrees, and most remaining fighters were severely wounded, their combat effectiveness greatly diminished.

Perhaps realizing continued fighting would lead to mutual destruction or noticing Ieyasu's encircling forces, both sides began retreating, though sporadic skirmishes continued.

Kaguya and Kurome quickened their pace.

Suddenly, a sorrowful and furious cry shattered the forest's tranquility, echoing from afar.

"Sheele!"

Kaguya's brow furrowed, a sense of foreboding gripping her. She dashed toward the sound with lightning speed, moving like a fleeting flash.

Startled, Kurome also quickened her pace. Despite her efforts, she couldn't keep up with Kaguya, and the distance between them rapidly increased. Within moments, Kaguya had disappeared into the horizon.

Breathing heavily, Kurome's chest rose and fell. She realized that Kaguya had been holding back to accommodate her earlier. Now, with urgency pressing, Kaguya had no choice but to unleash her full speed.

How powerful is Her Highness, truly?

Watching Kaguya vanish into the distant sky, Kurome bit her lip and tightened her grip on her sword.