Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Without a doubt, it was Shimura Danzo.

However, at this moment he exists in a soul state.

Danzo opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out; he just stared venomously at the people around him.

"This is Danzo?!"

Fugaku gasped, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. "What... what's wrong with him? What kind of ninjutsu is that?"

Forcibly imprisoning a person's soul is a method that is simply unheard of!

"Binding Dao?"

Sasuke looked up at Yoruichi, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that."

Yoruichi seemed to see through Sasuke's thoughts and rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I just don't like using it, it's not like I don't know how to use it."

With her hands on her hips, she explained confidently, "The principle of Shunkō is to integrate a high concentration of 'Kidō' into Hakudō. If I don't even know Kidō, how can I develop Shunkō?"

"My mastery of demonic arts is quite high, okay? I just don't like to use those slow and tedious attack methods usually."

Sasuke: "......"

Indeed, he had forgotten about that.

"But then again..."

Yoruichi kicked Danzo's soul on the ground, her tone tinged with disgust, "That guy is really disgusting. He has some weird technique that allows him to revive even after being killed several times."

"It took me several whole minutes to catch him."

"..."

Sasuke didn't speak, but sneered inwardly.

Izanagi.

That ultimate eye technique that transforms reality into a dream.

Even at this point in time, Danzo had already transplanted quite a few Sharingan eyes.

"Are you surprised?" Sasuke looked at the two puzzled individuals, his voice calm. "Since one of you is thinking of compromise, and the other is always fantasizing about mutual understanding..."

Sasuke walked up to Shisui and looked down at him.

"Then let you see for yourselves what kind of faces the Konoha high-ups you've always trusted really have."

"Look?" Shisui's voice was hoarse and low. "I can't see anymore."

"Sometimes, the feelings of the heart are more real than the eyes."

Sasuke stopped talking nonsense and raised his right hand, making a casual slash in the air in front of him.

"Shoot-"

Under Fugaku's horrified gaze, a pitch-black rift was forcibly torn open in the space.

"Let's go."

Sasuke took the first step and entered the darkness.

"This is... space-time ninjutsu?"

Fugaku Uchiha stared at the crack, his shock beyond measure.

Yoruichi chuckled softly, flicked her finger, and dragged Danzo along to follow.

Fugaku glanced at the unconscious Itachi on the ground, then at the distraught Shisui, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Shisui, can you still walk?"

"...Clan leader, I'm alright." Shisui struggled to his feet. Although he had lost his eyes, he was still a top-tier ninja and could still barely discern directions using his senses.

Fugaku sighed, hoisted Itachi onto his shoulders, helped Shisui up, and stepped into that unknown darkness.

.........

Deep underground in Konoha, at the base of the roots.

The moment Fugaku emerged from the dark chamber, the sight before him caused his pupils to shrink sharply.

This is a huge underground space, with various instruments of torture hanging on the surrounding walls.

In the center of the hall, there were huge culture tanks.

Beside the culture tank, a thin, pale-faced man with long hair stood with his back to them, seemingly examining something.

Hearing the noise, the man turned around, revealing his golden snake eyes.

"You've arrived."

Orochimaru's hoarse voice echoed in the empty underground space, "It's a little slower than I expected."

Orochimaru?!

Fugaku clenched his fists instinctively, his eyes filled with wariness. "How did you get here? Didn't you already defect?"

As one of the legendary Sannin, Orochimaru's dangerousness is beyond doubt.

What made Fugaku even more uneasy was that this S-class criminal who had already defected seemed to be in cahoots with the mysterious Uchiha boy with the Kaleidoscope Sharingan in front of him.

"Don't be so nervous, Clan Chief Fugaku."

Orochimaru licked his lips, a playful smile on his face. "Right now, I'm just a harmless guide."

"Guide?"

"That's right, let me show you around..."

Orochimaru turned aside, clearing the view behind him, and pointed to the huge cultivation tanks, "Lord Danzo's collection room."

Fugaku followed his finger and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Those culture tanks weren't filled with experimental specimens, but rather with Sharingan eyes.

Dozens, even hundreds, of Sharingan eyes floated in the pale green nutrient solution, silently watching the intruder.

"This, this is..."

Fugaku's voice trembled, his mind went blank.

Where did all these eyes come from?

Could it be...?

Just as you expected.

Sasuke's cold voice came through, "These are the eyes of Uchiha clan members who sacrificed their lives in various wars, as well as those clan members who went missing unexpectedly."

Orochimaru added quietly from the side, "Of course, some of them were secretly kidnapped and killed by Root."

"Danzo put a lot of effort into collecting these materials."

"..."

Fugaku closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks.

As the clan leader, he not only failed to protect his people, but even considered compromising with such a person.

How foolish, how ridiculous.

"Well......"

Just then, Itachi, who had been unconscious, let out a painful groan and opened his eyes.

His consciousness was still somewhat hazy, but the pungent smell in the air made him instinctively alert.

"Itachi, you're awake." Fugaku's voice was somewhat low.

Itachi struggled to his feet and looked around.

When he saw what was in the culture tanks around him, his body stiffened abruptly, as if struck by lightning.

These are...

Itachi stared in disbelief at the Sharingan eyes, then at Sasuke and Orochimaru standing to the side, and at Danzo's soul, which Yoruichi had casually tossed aside in a corner.

"These are the Konoha high-ranking officials you've always been loyal to."

Sasuke walked up to Itachi, pointed at everything around him, and said in a cold voice, "For the sake of the so-called village, he did not hesitate to collect the corpses of his comrades and even assassinate ninjas from his own village."

"Is this the peace you wanted to protect, Itachi?"

Itachi remained silent.

As he looked into those eyes, into Danzo's twisted soul, his conviction began to waver.

He always believed that although Danzo's methods were radical, his original intention was for the sake of the village.

But this goes beyond the scope of means; it is pure malice.

"And you, Shisui."

Sasuke casually waved his hand and took a petri dish containing two three-tomoe Sharingan eyes from the shelf next to him.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he roughly pried open Shisui's eyelids and forcefully shoved the two Sharingan eyes into Shisui's eyes.

"what--!"

Shisui cried out in pain, but immediately afterward, a surge of warm chakra flowed into his optic nerve, and the previously pitch-black world regained its light.

Although it was just a regular three-tomoe jade, it was enough for him to see everything in front of him clearly.

"Open your eyes and take a good look."

Sasuke's voice rang in his ear, "Take a look at the person you've been trying to understand, and see what they really are."

Shisui opened her eyes, trembling.

What comes into view is a wall full of Sharingan eyes.

Orochimaru walked to a control panel, picked up a document, and tossed it to Shisui, saying, "Take a look at this too."

Zhi Shui took the document, glanced at it a few times, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

That was a detailed battle plan.