I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 492 and 493: Impure World Reincarnation

In the eastern seas of Japan, under a dark, gloomy night, neither stars nor moon shone.

Looking out, the churning sea was littered with ship debris, oil spills, and billowing smoke stretching for dozens of nautical miles, clearly indicating that an unprecedentedly fierce naval battle had taken place.

No, this one-sided war should more accurately be called a shipwreck.

The divine retribution suffered by mortals for challenging God!

"It's admirable that you had the guts to challenge me, but that's all I can praise you for."

Naruto Uchiha, perched atop the six-winged Gedo Mazo, looked down at the devastation below and praised it.

After the Outer Path Golem took off from New York, a squadron of fighter jets quickly followed behind it at a distance.

However, the United States was clearly terrified by the previous epic war and dared not attempt to intercept it on its own soil. The fighter jets followed it for a long distance, "escorting" the Outer Path Golem across the mainland.

The direction of the Outer Path Statue is very clear: it is heading straight for Japan.

During the flight across the Pacific Ocean, fighter jets continuously emerged and slowly approached, clearly intending to negotiate with "Uchiha Madara".

Before the fighter jet could even get close, it was shot down by Uchiha Naruto without any regard for the consequences.

Madara Uchiha's unyielding attitude and refusal to negotiate, coupled with the gradual emergence of information about his terrifying ambitions and conspiracies, led the US to decide to fight a desperate battle.

When Uchiha Naruto arrived near the coast of Japan, the sky was a curtain of iron, interwoven with fighter jets, and the sea was a steel jungle formed by the gun barrels of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates.

Then there is no more then.

Naruto Uchiha didn't even have to make a move; the Gedo Mazo swept through the entire fleet with overwhelming force, completely destroying a full-strength aircraft carrier fleet.

Whether it was warships, fighter jets, or missiles, no matter how many there were, they were all destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Next, we will go to Konoha to 'plant' the Divine Tree."

Naruto Uchiha raised his head and looked at the Japanese archipelago that was faintly visible in the distance, no longer glancing at the mess at sea.

The complete annihilation of the Seventh Fleet was, to him, merely a trivial incident.

"Everything is proceeding smoothly according to the script, except for the final boss, Uchiha Madara, coming to an end!"

What Naruto Uchiha cares about most now is how to make his previous colossal lie believable and bring it to a perfect end.

Madara Uchiha was someone he fabricated to take the blame for everything in his scheme of subtraction and emptiness.

In the script, Naruto Uchiha is simply an innocent victim who was deceived by Madara Uchiha and had a wedge inserted into his body to seize control.

If the five Kage of the Immortal Sect and the Hawk Sect defeat Madara Uchiha's Infinite Tsukuyomi and "rescue" him, Naruto Uchiha will be able to legitimately clear his name and go free under the guise of inheriting Madara Uchiha's power.

The only problem now is how to defeat Uchiha Madara.

Madara Uchiha in his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan form, before even using the Rinnegan, was already worlds apart in strength from Senmon and others.

In the previous battle, Naruto Uchiha held back, carefully controlling his strength, yet he still managed to overwhelm the Immortal Sect.

"However, I left the obvious flaw that Uchiha Naruto's soul still had a breath of life, and the Immortal Sect will definitely be able to exploit it."

Naruto Uchiha, his gaze deep and unfathomable, curled his lips into a meaningful smile:

"Try to defeat Madara Uchiha and become the true child of prophecy!"

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In a conference room inside an underground air-raid shelter in Tokyo, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating.

"The mastermind behind it all is Izanagi! The true savior, Izanami, has been unjustly accused and wronged for a thousand years! We've all been manipulated by him!"

"It sank a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier in a single encounter; that monster Izanagi!"

"Heh, Izanagi himself didn't even lift a finger; his Gedo Mazo annihilated the Seventh Fleet in just a few rounds."

Why did Izanagi come to Japan? Where is he now?

The Japanese cabinet ministers and high-ranking officials present were like headless flies, living in constant fear and anxiety.

The dramatic reversal between Izanagi and Izanami, the defeat of Sasuke Uchiha, and the fall of all nine tailed beasts to Madara Uchiha—one piece of bad news after another sent chills down their spines, leaving them in constant fear.

"According to satellite images, Izanagi landed near Arakawa-dake, Konoha Village, Shizuoka Prefecture."

"Konoha Village? I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before..."

"It's the hometown of the Uchiha Sage Clan, and it was only renamed Konoha Village half a year ago!"

"Izanagi is indeed the ancestor of the Uchiha clan; he truly misses his homeland."

"He's definitely going to activate the Infinite Tsukuyomi in Konoha Village; Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner!"

Everyone started talking at once, discussing the matter animatedly.

Although there were no women present, it still felt like hundreds of crows were cawing, making one dizzy and disoriented.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

The acting prime minister slammed his hand on the conference table, slightly lowering the noise before speaking with a grim face:

"We are powerless against Izanagi's Infinite Tsukuyomi. The great powers will not stand idly by; they will definitely intervene militarily, and a world war will break out in Shizuoka Prefecture!"

The expressions of the important officials changed drastically.

The destructive power of Pain and Sasuke, two Kage-level warriors, is undeniable and beyond human capability to contend with, not to mention Izanagi, who is clearly superior to the two.

Countries around the world are even less likely to sit idly by and watch themselves become nourishment for the sacred tree; they can only take desperate measures to fight for a glimmer of hope.

Who knows how many nuclear warheads will be dropped at that time.

Before Izanagi launched the Infinite Tsukuyomi, Japan, already a battlefield, might have already perished.

If their lives weren't controlled by the Uchiha Sage Clan, these cowardly nobles would have already fled the country.

"Couldn't His Majesty personally negotiate with the various countries and reconsider his actions?"

"Which country now would heed the call of our Emperor?"

A cabinet minister sneered, resigned to his fate, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Can't even protect his own son, huh."

Sasuke was killed by Madara Uchiha's sneak attack, and the loss of the nine tailed beasts, although not due to any fault of the battle, the Uchiha Sage Sect, as the overall commander, was undoubtedly responsible for this, and its prestige plummeted.

The world's nations are united around the Uchiha clan, hoping to overcome the apocalyptic crisis with the help of the Uchiha's strength.

Now that all hope has been dashed, Izanagi, the progenitor of the Uchiha clan, has emerged and become the mastermind behind the apocalypse. The alliance, which was already only superficially united, is now in disarray, with everyone going their own way.

"Bang."

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open.

Upon seeing the newcomer's appearance, the room immediately fell silent. The cabinet minister who had spoken rudely earlier turned pale and almost knelt down.

"What are you doing here?"

Uchiha Senmon appeared calm and composed, but his indifferent demeanor only made everyone feel more cautious and apprehensive.

It might just be the calm before the storm; no one dares to provoke the Uchiha Sage Clan at this time.

Even if the Uchiha Sage was no match for Izanagi, he could easily control these ordinary mortals with just a glance, giving them the power of life and death.

"These are extraordinary times, and you all have a lot to do."

Uchiha Senmon said expressionlessly:

"Following the previous procedures, everyone should go and handle their own work."

The group felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They hurriedly bowed and scraped to the Uchiha Sage Sect before making a hasty escape.

"Prime Minister and Justice Minister, please stay."

The two who were named looked at each other, their faces darkening. The others gave them helpless looks and ran even faster.

"I wonder what important matter you have asked us to keep here?"

The acting prime minister rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles, and spoke in a humble manner.

How many death row inmates are there in the country now?

Uchiha Senmon looked at the Minister of Justice and asked an unexpected question.

The Minister of Justice was taken aback, racked his brains for a while, and then reported a number.

"That's enough. You have six hours to transport all the death row inmates in the country here."

Uchiha Senmon frowned and gave instructions to the Minister of Justice.

"In such a short time, I'm afraid..."

The Minister of Justice looked troubled and stammered, trying to decline, but Uchiha Senmon gave him a cold glance, which startled him.

"I will definitely carry out His Majesty's orders!" The Minister of Justice stood at attention, patting his chest as he guaranteed.

"Prime Minister, please contact the various countries. I have a new battle plan. Please ask them to remain calm."

An indescribable glint flickered in Uchiha Senmon's dark eyes as he spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate.

Half an hour later, Uchiha Senmon walked out of the conference room.

At the entrance, Tsukimi no Inaba, holding a samurai sword, stood by with a cool and aloof expression.

"Inaba, come with me."

"Yes, Uncle Xianmen."

The two people walked through the corridor, took an elevator, and went down.

"Uncle Xianmen, I'm sorry."

Tsukimi Inaba lowered her face and said sadly:

"If I had told you earlier that Ming was the leader of the eagles, this wouldn't have happened."

"It's nothing. I've always kept it a secret that I have the Sharingan. Akira is the same as me."

Uchiha Senmon sighed and offered words of comfort:

"It's all Madara Uchiha's fault; he was too insidious and ruthless!"

After a moment, Tsukimi Inaba raised her head, her eyes sparkling with hope:

"Uncle Xianmen, can we rescue Naruto from Madara's clutches?"

"It definitely can."

Uchiha Senmon's face broke into a hearty smile.

"Leave things to reliable adults; I am A-Ming's father."

Even so, Uchiha Senmon sighed without making a sound.

His previous brief encounter with Madara Uchiha revealed only a fraction of his true strength, yet it was already overwhelmingly powerful.

Their fight against Madara Uchiha was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock. Even if they devised a plan to rescue Naruto, the success rate was less than one percent, with only a slim chance.

But so what? Is that a reason not to risk my life for Ah Ming?

Even the girls from Inaba and Taka were willing to give everything, so he, as their father, naturally had to set an example.

A cold glint flashed in Uchiha Senmon's eyes.

We must hurry. The longer we delay, the more Ah Ming's soul flickers like a candle in the wind, and we don't know how long he can hold on.

We must not give Madara Uchiha time to calmly seal the remaining three tailed beasts.

Therefore, the Uchiha Sage Sect had no choice but to take a risky gamble and risk everything before the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon arrived!

Soon, the elevator descended to the last floor.

A sudden blast of cold air hit me, not only because the ground was damp and cold, but also because the air conditioning was on full blast. Walking around there gave me a chilling feeling, like being in a morgue.

However, neither the Uchiha Senmon nor Tsukimi Inaba were ordinary people, so no matter how high the air conditioning was turned up, it had no effect on them, and they felt no fear.

After passing through several heavily guarded checkpoints, the two arrived at a secret laboratory deep inside.

"Lord Uchiha, everything you ordered has been prepared."

Several researchers from the Supernatural Department pushed the medical trolley to the center of the laboratory and said respectfully.

On the side, there was a death row inmate covered with a black cloth, bound hand and foot to a chair, unconscious after being injected with anesthesia.

The Minister of Justice first gathered a group of death row inmates from Tokyo and sent them over.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Uchiha Senmon walked to the handcart, picked up a vial of reagent, which contained dark red fragments of flesh and blood.

"Inaba, it's better if you don't watch," said Senmon Uchiha calmly.

"Uncle Xianmen, this is not one person's sin." Tsukimi Inaba shook her head and refused.

"You are such a gentle child."

Uchiha Senmon gave up, and after a soft sigh, the last trace of gentleness on his face vanished, leaving only a chilling ruthlessness.

Holding the test tube, Uchiha Senmon walked expressionlessly behind the death row inmate.

Japan's death penalty sentencing standard is based on the Nagayama Standard, which stipulates that the death penalty is only imposed for killing three or more people, each of whom must be a heinous criminal.

Even so, using them as living sacrifices in the Taishan Fujun Festival is still a sin.

What Uchiha Senmon is holding is a sample of flesh and blood from the body of a flesh-type player who died in the Tianyuan Game.

For the Supernatural Hall, even the corpse of a superhuman who only appeared briefly is still priceless.

The remains of flesh-type players who died tragically in Tianyuan Games have been well preserved.

Before Abe no Seimei and Ashiya Dōman fell into hell together, Abe no Seimei passed on the method of the Taizan Fukun Festival to Uchiha Senmon.

However, the supreme secret technique of the Taishan Prefecture Lord's Sacrifice to Yin and Yang is too obscure and mysterious. Even if the two conditions of a living sacrifice and the flesh and blood of an extraordinary person are met, it is almost impossible to bring the dead back to life.

"However, my Eight Thunder Gods Pupil Technique can make the Taishan Prefecture Lord's Sacrifice twice as effective with half the effort."

In Uchiha Senmon's crimson right eye, the three tomoe swirled and transformed into a blood-stained cherry blossom.

He then poured the blood and flesh from the test tube at the feet of the condemned prisoner, formed a hand seal, opened the kaleidoscope in his right eye, and uttered a low shout:

"The Taishan Prefecture Lord's Sacrifice Ceremony!"

In an instant, countless dust and paper scraps appeared out of nowhere, climbing up from the feet of the living sacrifice until they completely submerged it.

A faint, mournful wail echoed from the room, and a dark, eerie light entered the body of the living sacrifice.

A few breaths later, the face of a mature woman, covered in cracks, emerged from the dust.

"Tsunade Hime..."

(End of this chapter)