Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

But what does Hribel mean by this?

Has his eye changed?

Is that the Mangekyou Sharingan?!

Sasuke's heart skipped a beat. Without hesitation, he raised his left hand, and a surge of chakra rapidly gathered in his palm.

A water sphere made of clear water quietly floated in front of him.

Sasuke lowered his head, staring intently at the pair of scarlet eyes reflected in the mirror.

However......

The mirror reflected those three-tomoe Sharingan eyes that he knew all too well.

Three jet-black tomoe floated silently beneath his eyes, without any change, let alone any trace of a kaleidoscope.

"..."

Sasuke was stunned.

He raised his head, his gaze returning to Hribel, his voice now carrying a questioning tone.

What did you mean by what you just said?

"Eh?"

Helibel was completely stunned.

She stared blankly at Sasuke's eyes, which had reverted to their original three-tomoe form.

what happened?

The ominous six-pointed star pattern that was just there has disappeared?

Am I seeing things?

"I did not lie to you, Lord Sasuke!"

Harribel tried her best to describe to Sasuke what she had just seen.

"Just now, the three tomoe in your eyes really connected and turned into a complex six-pointed star shape."

This description made Sasuke's breath catch in his throat slightly. He then closed his eyes, opened them again, but the crimson in his eyes had faded.

He didn't press further; he knew Halibel wasn't lying.

Those eyes did indeed awaken for a fleeting moment.

However, for some unknown reason, it fell silent again.

Is it because I haven't paid a price high enough to fully awaken it?

Or was it the final touch of your future self that changed something?

Chapter 151 Naraku Tianyue

Sasuke slowly got up and walked towards Stark step by step, which finally made the man who had been pretending to be asleep react.

"Hmm?" Stark lazily opened one eye, looked at the figure that walked up to him, and yawned listlessly. "What's wrong?"

"Get up and fight me." Sasuke's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

“Haa…” Stark yawned again, rolled over, and turned his back to him. “Let me sleep a little longer. Lilynette is still asleep.”

Sasuke didn't waste any more words.

He lifted his foot and gently kicked the huge skeleton.

"boom."

A muffled thud.

The bone, strong enough to withstand several tons of weight, cracked instantly.

Stark's body lost its support and tumbled off the top, landing awkwardly on the soft sand.

"Hey!"

A petite figure suddenly darted out from behind him and landed steadily on the sand; it was Lilynette.

She put her hands on her hips and glared angrily at Sasuke. "You bastard, do you want to fight?!"

"I want to see how much I still fall short of you."

Sasuke ignored her anger, gripped the long, jet-black sword in his right hand, and calmly looked at the man who had sat up from the sand.

This provocative challenge drew the attention of Harribel, who was standing not far away.

Her three newly strengthened subordinates also revealed a hint of anticipation when they heard this.

"...This is such a hassle."

Stark rubbed his messy brown hair, his face full of helplessness, but a hint of understanding flashed deep in his eyes.

He knew he couldn't avoid this battle.

He let out a long sigh, leaped off the skeletal fragments, his white shirt fluttering gently in the wind.

"Alright, I'll fight you then." Stark shrugged, tacitly agreeing. "But let me make this clear first, I hate fighting, so..."

"Let's finish this quickly." Sasuke picked up where he left off, grabbing Indra and drawing it.

With a soft sound, a wisp of black flame ignited on the blade, instantly breaking the deathly silence of the desert.

Not far away, the three subordinates of Heribel changed their expressions the moment they sensed this aura.

Nilu also stopped playing with Pesci and the others, her big eyes filled with tension.

"That guy's getting serious..." Lilynette pursed her lips and wisely jumped back, making room for the two of them.

"bring it on."

Stark looked at the sword, still in that lazy posture, even with his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of drawing it.

The moment the words left his mouth, Sasuke moved.

The figure left a blurry afterimage in place, then transformed into a streak of black light, appearing in the next instant to Stark's left. The black blade in his hand drew a tricky and deadly arc, aiming straight for Stark's unsuspecting neck.

However, Stark simply tilted his head slightly.

The black flames burning on the blade grazed his hair, stirring up a few strands of brown hair.

Sasuke's attack didn't stop at all. With a flick of his wrist, the blade transformed from a slash into a thorn, aiming for Stark's heart.

With another half-step, Stark barely avoided the fatal blow.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal began to resound densely across this desolate sea of ​​sand.

Sasuke's figure surrounded Stark, unleashing a storm of attacks.

Chop, hack, flick, stab...

Each strike contained enough power to split Adjuchas in two, and each black flame slash was precisely aimed at the opponent's most fatal weakness.

Stark, however, relied solely on his combat instincts and his incredibly fast "Seiken" technique, or small counter-moves, to dodge or block all of Sasuke's attacks.

It was as if they had already foreseen all of Sasuke's attack trajectories.

"You're... just kidding, right..."

Apache, watching from a distance, swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

She knew very well that any one of Sasuke's strikes just now would have been enough to instantly kill her, who was standing in front of her.

But in front of that lazy man, it was like a child playing around.

“But that guy…” Mila Rhodes’s face was also full of seriousness, “I’m afraid he’s not even serious yet.”

Heribel didn't speak, but just stared intently at the battlefield.

"..."

Sasuke's attack suddenly stopped after missing its target once again.

His patience was wearing thin as he continued his attack without success.

"Hey......"

Stark let out a long sigh and gave an apologetic smile. "Is it over? To be honest, it's been quite tiring to keep hiding like this."

"call......"

Sasuke exhaled a breath of stale air, and the anxiety in his eyes was gradually replaced by a cold determination.

He raised his left hand, and the tiny black pattern on his palm quietly bloomed at that moment.

A corrosive, dark red spiritual pressure was suddenly released.

"Ok?"

Stark's expression froze for a moment when he saw this action.

He could clearly sense that the aura emanating from the boy in front of him had changed.

That aura, which was originally just cold, now carried a hint of madness.

Black flames, like living ink, erupted from the black patterns on Zuo Shu's hand, instantly engulfing the right half of his face.

More black flames poured into his right eye.

"Oh?"

Stark's eyes, which were always half-closed, finally opened completely.

Enveloped in that black and red aura, Sasuke's appearance underwent that strange change once again.

Her jet-black hair grew wildly, reaching down to her waist, and her face turned as pale as a corpse.

A ghastly white bone mask emerged from his right cheek, covering half of his face.

The mask's eye sockets were pitch black, and deep within those empty spaces, a golden three-tomoe Sharingan slowly turned like a imprisoned beast, filled with madness.

His left eye remained unchanged, except that the crimson in the eye had become even deeper.