Izuna, restore the glory of the Uchiha!

"Uchiha Izuna, don't be so arrogant!"

He roared, his voice hoarse as if weeping blood.

"I will take you with me to paradise!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly bit his finger, and blood splattered everywhere.

With a heart full of grief and indignation, he slammed his hands hard onto the snow-covered and muddy ground.

He was prepared to sacrifice his life.

As long as Izuna dies here, Jiro alone will never be able to push the deeply entrenched Prince Ichiro off the throne, and his family will have a great chance to continue in their original position!

"Ape Demon!"

bang——

A plume of white smoke several meters high exploded, accompanied by a deafening roar, and a tall ape demon, clad in a tiger-skin skirt and with bulging muscles, appeared out of thin air in the center of the battlefield.

Instead of turning to Sarutobi Sasuke to inquire about the battle situation as usual, it was drawn by the terrifying chakra fluctuations and stared in astonishment at the towering Susanoo.

Then, it lowered its head and saw Sasuke's powerless face.

He revealed an expression that was almost as if his opponent was a god.

"Sasuke... what kind of monster have you messed with?!"

Sasuke smiled wryly and offered no further explanation.

Explanation is no longer meaningful.

He reached out his hand, his eyes resolute yet filled with sorrow;

"Come on, Ape Demon."

This... is our final battle.

With a roar, the ape demon transformed into a jet-black Vajra Ruyi Cudgel, which slammed heavily into Sarutobi Sasuke's heart.

The rough yet solid feel followed the lines on his palm, and Sasuke took a deep breath, his gaze resolute.

"The art of creating clones!"

The white smoke exploded, and several clones instantly scattered.

Sarutobi Sasuke's true form carries the Ruyi Jingu Bang behind his back and forms hand seals.

"Five Elements, Great Combo Bullet Technique!"

Different shadow clones instantly unleashed five-colored chakra, instantly engulfing the battlefield in front.

really.

Izuna lowered his eyelids slightly, manipulating the massive left arm of Susanoo to directly confront the enormous ninjutsu storm.

However, Sarutobi Sasuke's killing intent went beyond that.

In the shadow of the erupting flames, a dark figure moved with unstoppable force, tearing through the smoke and dust, heading straight for the gap in Susanoo's ribs.

The only weak point in absolute defense.

Dark gray sparks flew wildly.

The Vajra Staff emitted a teeth-grinding shriek, firmly drilling into the outer wall of Susanoo.

Sarutobi Sasuke's eyes were bloodshot, and his ten fingers were clenched so tightly that they almost embedded themselves deep into the shaft.

All the chakra in the body was concentrated at this moment!

Break it open!

Break it open for me!

finally--

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound pierced the thunderous battlefield.

Susanoo's seemingly indestructible black shell finally cracked open with a spiderweb-like pattern.

"Uchiha Izuna—!"

Sarutobi Sasuke roared, his staff unleashed with tremendous force, carrying the kinetic energy to split mountains and shatter rocks, as it slammed down on the unprotected Izuna.

As long as this strike is successful.

He will be able to successfully kill this formidable enemy.

They are about to successfully defend their family's last position.

"We won!"

Sarutobi Sasuke's pupils dilated with extreme excitement, and he slammed down the Vajra Staff in his hand with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

The staff cleaved through the air, even touching the hem of Izuna's clothes.

The feeling of victory is right at your fingertips.

however.

The world stopped abruptly and eerily at that moment.

There was no expected splatter of blood, no cracking sound of bones breaking, and even the howling of the wind and snow disappeared.

Sarutobi Sasuke remained frozen in place, his fierce stance as if about to strike with his staff, like a statue frozen in ice. The fervor in his eyes had not yet faded, but had already solidified into terror.

The cold touch had somehow found its way onto the artery on the side of his neck, carrying a faint trace of blood.

That's a blade.

Nobody told you.

A voice gently rang in my ears:

"Shouldn't you look directly into the Uchiha's eyes?"

All that is seen is illusory, all that is desired is but a bubble.

That earth-shattering Susanoo just now, the world-destroying chakra eruption, even the club that was about to strike...

It's all fake.

From the moment Izuna opened his Mangekyou Sharingan, Sarutobi Sasuke had been trapped in a genjutsu, battling wits with thin air for half a day.

To ensure the Sarutobi clan leader's lasting fame, Izuna also brought all the surrounding Sarutobi clan ninjas into the illusion.

As Izuna watched Sarutobi Sasuke's gaze gradually shift from fervor to blankness, and finally to utter despair, his blade remained motionless, and he sighed.

His Mangekyou Sharingan skills are truly simple and straightforward, in contrast to Madara's Mangekyou Sharingan, which enhances the power of Susanoo and ninjutsu.

His, however, was to maximize the effect of illusion.

Without lifting a finger, he managed to fool everyone present.

As for whether Susanoo can actually be activated?

Izuna doesn't have the eye power to expend right now.

Before we get our hands on the interstitial cells and resolve the risk of blindness, let's use them sparingly.

"I'll give you a chance."

Izuna snapped out of his thoughts, a smile playing on his lips, and spoke.

Sarutobi Sasuke's previously lifeless eyes suddenly brightened, a glimmer of hope igniting within them.

"You now have the time to prove your worth to me."

"I……"

Sarutobi Sasuke's throat bobbed, he choked up, and his voice became hoarse.

He looked around in despair.

Those elite tribesmen who should have been supporting him remained in various strange fighting postures in the freezing cold, their eyes glazed over, their bodies inevitably covered with a layer of frost.

If Izuna wanted to, a single thought could make them commit suicide in public.

This is the gap.

A desperate gap.

Sarutobi Sasuke lowered his head dejectedly and gave a bitter smile.

"I understand... I will lead the Sarutobi clan and swear to serve Lord Jiro to the death, with no disloyalty whatsoever."

"No."

The composed person uttered unexpected words.

Izuna sheathed his sword with a crisp click.

"The one you should pledge allegiance to is not him."

……

The outside was completely silent, but Erlang knew it all too well.

Izuna has already done everything he could to help.

Now, it all depends on his resolve.

He remained calm and unmoved as he listened to the wailing of the person in front of him.

"Brother."

He called out softly, and the sound could be clearly heard throughout the hall.

Sonoichiro's crying stopped abruptly.

He slowly turned around, his usually rigid and serious face now pale, contorted with anger and resentment.

The two brothers, from birth, were worlds apart, one inside and one outside.

They basically never met like brothers, let alone communicated or developed a deep brotherly bond.

"The scenery inside the temple is quite beautiful."

The tone was one of pity.

"I've been watching it for over ten years, you should go check it out too."

He did not want the palace to be stained with more blood because of this transfer of power.

Therefore, he decided to spare his brother's life and let the latter spend the rest of his life in that ancient temple.

After all, the scenery inside the temple is really quite beautiful.