The Power of Genjutsu

There was such a sentence in Zhuangzi's 'Mountain Tree'*, called 'The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.' that could be understood as 'to pursue a narrow gain while neglecting a greater danger.

In this case, the twelve Kumo ninjas that were lying in the ambush were the 'mantis'.

They did not realize that they had been targeted by someone and were even rubbing their hands together. Many of them even showed a face of excitement.

After waiting for a while, one of the younger Kumo ninjas could not help but ask, "Captain, will Konoha's ninjas really pass through here?"

"Of course!"

The person he called the captain was a big man with a full beard. After hearing his subordinate's question, he immediately nodded.

"According to the information from the intelligence department. Konoha ordered a large number of ninjas from the Takumi Village. In addition, we have had a lot of conflicts with the village recently, so they must not have enough Ninja. That's why Raikage-sama sent us here to intercept them!"

At this point, he suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"This time, not only will I not let them get even a single shuriken from the Takumi craftsmen, I will also return the humiliation the others suffered in Konoha! Absolutely!"

As soon as his voice fell, the female Kumo ninja in the bush suddenly spoke.

"Everyone, pay attention, someone is coming!"

Hearing her words, some of the Kumo ninjas immediately hid, then held their breath and focused their eyes on the front.

Soon, four teenagers wearing green ninja vests and Konoha forehead guards appeared in their field of vision.

Looking at the four teenagers in front of them, the leader took out his kunai, who was tied with an explosive tag and then slowly raised his hand. A cruel smile appeared on his face.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born in Konoha!"

Just as he was about to throw his kunai out of his hand, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"Hey, is it appropriate for a big man like you to attack a group of children?"

"Who?" When he heard this voice, he suddenly turned his head, but what he saw was a cold snake eye!

This snake's pupil was very large, even larger than his head. When he followed the snake's eyes, there were densely packed black scales. These black scales extended all the way to the giant snake's snout.

Before he could react, the giant snake suddenly opened its bloody mouth and swallowed him in one go. He could only let out a short scream.

"Ahhhhhhh...!!"

In fact, it was not only him. The other eleven Kumo ninjas present all experienced the scene just now.

In an instant, the twelve Kumo ninjas fell from the trees, or fell out of the bushes, and then fell to the ground motionless.

Seeing this scene, the four young ninjas who had just arrived were stunned.

"What's going on?"

Of course, they could see that these twelve Kumo ninjas were originally waiting for an ambush, and they had not noticed anything. If the Kumo ninjas attacked, the success rate was very high.

But now, these people suddenly fell to the ground. This made the four youngsters very puzzled. One of the teenagers opened his mouth.

"I say, they won't use this method to lure us over, will they?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the teenager standing next to him immediately rolled his eyes at him.

"Genma, when have you seen the enemy lying on the ground to lure the enemy? This is obviously a genjutsu. Someone must be helping us around!"

"That's right, that's right, it might be the seniors of the village..."

While the youths were discussing, Zhang Miao, who was a kilometer away, was closing his Sharingan and grinned.

"They really can't withstand a single blow. Okay, Yuji! let's go over!"

"Yes!"

It turned out,

It was none other than Zhang Miao who had just attacked these twelve Kumo ninjas with his newly obtained genjutsu!

He first used his eyes to see through the Kumo ninjas' chakra, and then used the Mind Transmission Jutsu from the Yamanakas to directly transmit his voice to the other party's mind. Then, taking advantage of the moment when the other party lost his mind, he used his Eternal Mangekyo's genjutsu on them!

The Demonic Illusion: Yamata Realm!

This was a very powerful genjutsu. Zhang Miao now could use his Sharingan, hand gestures, and even voice to cast genjutsu.

Of course, according to the different methods used, the power was naturally different. For example, those twelve Kumo ninjas. If they directly saw Zhang Miao's Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, then they would not be so lucky now.

In the "Demonic Illusion: Yamata Realm" used by Zhang Miao's Eternal Mangekyo, once they were swallowed by the big snake, they would die!

But his voice-commanded genjutsu was different. In addition, the distance between them was relatively far, so after about two minutes, the Jonin woke up.

"Am I... under a genjutsu?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly found that the four Konoha ninjas they were preparing to ambush were now standing in front of him.

Seeing this scene, he immediately took out his Explosive Tag kunai and shouted.

"Go to hell, Konoha brats!"

After saying that, he was about to throw his kunai, but just as he raised his hand, the voice from before sounded in his mind again.

"Hey, don't be so rash!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the Jonin immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Hiss... This is the same voice from four months ago..."

Before he could fully recall his scary memories, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his anus. At the same time, that familiar voice rang in his ears again.

"Konoha Secret Art - Thousand Years of Death!"

"Ahghhhhhhh...!"

At this moment, the Jonin really regretted it. He regretted why he woke up so early from the genjutsu. If he did not, he would not have to suffer such pain again.

He knelt on the ground, his face full of pain and despair. He stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Zhang Miao with difficulty.

"I know you, you... you are the Backdoor Reaper!"

Zhang Miao: "..."

"What the hell is that nickname?!"

Hearing this nickname, Zhang Miao's face immediately darkened.

"Hey, Uncle. I think you are mistaking me for someone else. Don't just give people random nicknames like that!"

"No, I am not mistaken. It is you!"

Hearing Zhang Miao's words, the Kumo Jonin immediately shook his head, his face full of grief and indignation.

"Even if you were wearing a mask last time, even if you turned into ashes, I will remember you, you damn reaper!"

"F*ck you!"

Being pointed at and scolded by someone, no matter how good Zhang Miao's temper was, he could not bear it anymore and immediately rushed up.

"Hey, that's not nice at all! It seems like I have to give you some lessons... Thousand Years of Death!"

"Ahhhgghhhhhh...!"