The Uchiha clan, which was wiped out entirely, lacked vision.

Chapter 294 Itachi, you're so capable!

As a massive amount of chakra was poured in, the demonic eagle sculpture on the surface of the "Box of Bliss" slowly opened its gaping maw.

Everyone's attention was focused on the "Box of Elysium" and Itachi, ready to interrupt the box-breaking process should an accident occur.

But things went more smoothly than expected. There was no sign that Itachi's life force was being drained, and nothing changed with the "Box of Elysium".

After a large amount of chakra was inputted, the "Box of Bliss" was successfully opened.

Everyone held their breath in tension, watching Rong quietly, waiting for him to begin making a wish.

Itachi stood excitedly before the gaping maw of the demon's mask, pointed at the corpses on the ground, and shouted, "I will bring these people back to life!"

As soon as he spoke, the "Box of Bliss" responded to him immediately.

A tremendous suction force emanated from the demon's gaping maw, swallowing the corpses on the ground one by one before closing its mouth.

Anton, who saw all this from a distance, burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

"Itachi, you're so capable!"

"I originally thought you'd only manage to produce one third-generation Satoru, but I never expected you to give me such a big surprise, mass-producing Satoru directly!"

"Let's see how Konoha will die this time!"

An Manmian had an excited look on his face, his blood-red eyes were wide open, his whole face was distorted, and saliva was dripping down his bright teeth, but he didn't even wipe it off, he just kept shouting loudly.

Seeing his excitement, Zetsu asked jokingly, "At this moment of complete destruction of Konoha, aren't you going to personally participate?"

"For example, we could set up a Four Red Yang Formation to seal off the entire village, leaving the people inside with nowhere to escape."

"No, no, no," An shook his head repeatedly. "I don't care about the lives of these ignorant people!"

"I only care about Itachi!"

"If I get involved, Itachi will know that I'm the one orchestrating everything, and then he'll be able to find an excuse for his failure!"

"I won't give him that chance!"

"I did so much to the village, putting psychological pressure on Itachi, and finally successfully guided him onto the path of 'saving the village' by opening the Box of Elysium and making a wish."

"I've prepared for this day for so long, I can't afford to make a mistake on such a small detail!"

"I deliberately arranged for Kazuma to become estranged from Itachi, and then had Mizuki encourage Kazuma to refuse to open the Box of Elysium." All of this was to force him to act against his will.

"When everyone in the village objected to opening the Box of Elysium," Itachi stubbornly insisted on opening it.

"In the end, Itachi forced the village to compromise and open the box, but it released a monster that would destroy Konoha."

"I can't interfere. I have to let Itachi know that he destroyed Konoha, that he disregarded everyone's objections and personally released the monster that destroyed Konoha!"

"This destruction has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with Hyuga Neji, and nothing to do with anyone else; it only concerns Uchiha Itachi!"

"Just imagine, how Itachi will feel at that time?"

An waved his arms, describing his plan in detail, his eyes filled with excitement. He stared intently at Itachi's expression in the distance, not wanting to miss the slightest change.

"Hmm—" Jue tilted his head and thought about it carefully for a moment, then shuddered and became even more wary of An's madness.

On the Konoha side, everyone waited quietly for a while, and then the demon's mouth opened again. Inside, a group of people were vaguely lined up and slowly walking out.

Judging from the figure of the leader, it was clearly the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

These onlookers were all experts; they could tell at a glance whether the person who came out was truly resurrected or just a puppet reanimated by the Impure World Reincarnation technique, and they immediately became excited.

"They've come back to life!"

"They've really come back to life!"

"When did the Third Hokage infiltrate?"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, but the prestige accumulated by the Third Generation over the years made them disregard Ma's thoughts and rush forward to greet the Third Generation.

"Lord Third Generation, it's so good to see you back."

"The village can't do without you!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi stood still, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"It's been so many years!"

"Uh, actually it's only been a few months—"

The ninja clan member thought the Third Hokage was confused about time after his death, and continued to smile apologetically as he explained.

But the next moment, Hiruzen Sarutobi swiftly thrust forward and stabbed him through the heart.

With a twitch of his arm, a column of blood shot into the sky, blooming into a vibrant scarlet flower in mid-air.

"ah----"

The ninja screamed and staggered back a few steps. Just as he was about to look up and demand an explanation, he noticed figures flashing around him, and screams echoing one after another.

Those who were resurrected following the third generation suddenly went berserk, starting to slaughter their own relatives.

A group of people were overjoyed to see their deceased relatives come back to life, and their vigilance dropped to the extreme. Little did they expect to be ambushed by their own relatives, and in the blink of an eye, many of them fell to the ground.

The square, which was just moments ago filled with warmth and joy, was instantly transformed into a bloody battlefield.

The remaining people, having miraculously survived, hastily retreated, their eyes filled with panic.

"What happened?"

"What happened?"

"Onii-san, stop it! I'm your beloved little brother!"

"Father, please wake up!"

Pleading cries mingled with wails, echoing through the middle of the square.

But no matter how they cried out, those who had "resurrected" turned a deaf ear. Instead, they looked at their own relatives with ferocious expressions and raised their knives.

"It's you guys!"

"It's all your fault!"

"If it weren't for you, why would we have participated in this Trial of the Heroes? How could we have died so tragically?"

These resurrected dead were people who had just died not long ago, that is, people who had failed and died in the "Trial of the Brave".

Their faces were contorted with rage, as if they were blinded by hatred, completely unlike their usual selves.

They glared at their loved ones with hatred as they slaughtered them, shouting and complaining loudly.

Each question was filled with deep-seated resentment, as if they wanted to repay all the pain they had suffered in their lives, completely forgetting that they had volunteered to participate in the "Trial of the Brave".