Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

why? !

Why didn't they realize the target had been switched until the very moment the attack landed?!

"When did this happen?" Sasuke scoffed dismissively. "It's amazing you even know to ask. I should have said it long ago: my surname is Uchiha."

"My illusions can control you weaklings at will."

"That's why I'm asking you when exactly you used the illusion magic?!"

Kurotsuchi roared and charged toward Sasuke with clenched fists.

So many powerful individuals! So many Kage-level experts!

How could they not have found a single one?!

This is completely unreasonable!

Sasuke didn't even glance at her, casually flicking the "Indra" in his hand upwards.

A black crescent-shaped flame instantly swept across Heitu's body.

Hei Tu froze, looking down at his neatly severed body, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

"...Huh?"

The next second, her upper body slid off her waist, and blood gushed out.

The two pieces of the body fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Sasuke walked forward, and when he reached Kurotsuchi's corpse, he paused slightly.

He turned his head to the side, looked down and sneered at Heitu.

"Then, I have to ask too."

"When exactly did you get the misconception that I wasn't using illusion magic?"

Chapter 236 Obito: I killed Rin (7k)

Sasuke's words resounded in the minds of all the Edo Tensei warriors.

"W-what?!"

The Fourth Kazekage, Law, trembled violently and instinctively took a half-step back, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Were they under a spell from the very beginning?

But how is that possible?!

They are all seasoned Kage-level warriors with extensive combat experience, possessing an extremely keen perception of chakra flow.

If they were already trapped in an illusion from the very beginning of the battle, wouldn't that mean that all their previous teamwork and attacks were nothing more than puppets being manipulated at will by this young man?!

"Damn it..." Hozuki Gengetsu gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Just how powerful is this brat's eye?!"

However, Sasuke did not give them time to think or be afraid. He raised his hand and covered his cheek with his palm.

A massive, chilling spiritual pressure surged forth from his body like a black tide.

"I was originally looking forward to seeing the strength of the so-called 'Shadow'."

"Now it seems..."

"I'd rather not waste my time playing this boring game with you guys."

With a low chant, black spiritual pressure rapidly condensed and solidified on his face.

"Moon, please return to silence..."

A soft click.

Half of a pale, bone-like mask covered his cold, handsome right cheek.

Beneath the mask, the golden beastly eye radiated a chillingly fierce light, contrasting with the scarlet Sharingan in the left eye, making it seem as if a demon had descended upon the world.

"Disappear."

The moment he finished speaking, Sasuke's figure swayed slightly and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Where?!"

Luo Sha was terrified. The golden sand surged wildly, trying to surround everyone and build a defense.

But before he could even begin, a thin, dark line flashed across his neck.

Before the terror in Luo Sha's eyes had faded, his gaze began to uncontrollably twitch and fall.

He saw his headless body slowly falling backward.

"How...could this be...?"

This was his last thought.

Another thin black line flashed through the air.

Apart from Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, the two brothers who stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world, the bodies of all the reanimated ninja on the battlefield froze at the same time.

next second.

Thin, jet-black lines appeared neatly and uniformly around their waists.

"Splash...splash..."

A series of dull thuds echoed as people fell to the ground.

Dozens of once-renowned ninjas were cut in half at the waist by that invisible blade in an instant.

The eerie black flames seeped into their wounds, turning their bodies and souls into ashes that filled the air.

With a gust of wind, it vanished without a trace.

On a distant high slope, Black Zetsu, who had been lurking in the crevices of the rocks, watched the scene below being cleared out in an instant, and his voice became somewhat hoarse.

"How is this possible? Those are all top-tier Kage-level powerhouses!"

"Has Indra's reincarnation become this powerful?!"

"No..." Half of his body quickly merged into the ground. "The situation is completely out of control."

"This Uchiha Sasuke is definitely not someone that Obito or the reanimated Ashura can handle."

"We must get Madara here immediately!"

"Only the Rinnegan can possibly suppress this monster!"

Black Zetsu quickly seeped deep into the ground and sped away towards Amegakure.

In the center of the battlefield.

Sasuke flicked the "Indra" in his hand, and the half-bone mask on his face slowly disappeared.

He then turned around and looked at the two remaining people in the room.

"It was a massacre with no suspense whatsoever."

Hashirama Senju looked at the empty battlefield around him and let out a complex sigh.

“Sasuke-kun,” he said in a steady voice, “you possess the power to change the world.”

"However, after resolving the trouble here..."

He pointed further away, "Do you really want to continue waging war?"

"war?"

Sasuke chuckled and slowly sheathed his long sword. "You seem to have misunderstood something, First Hokage."

He raised his head, his eyes, now dark again, calmly fixed on Hashirama.

"I have no interest in so-called war, but those who oppose me will not die on their own."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't need to do these garbage-cleaning chores."

"As for what you said about starting a war..."

"That refers to a battle between two equally matched sides, fought for their own interests."

Sasuke paused, his voice turning cold.

"This one-sided massacre..."

"Do you even deserve to call this 'war'?"

These extremely arrogant words made even the usually calm Tobirama Senju frown.

"Arrogant brat," Tobirama scoffed.

But Hashirama remained silent.

He looked at Sasuke and saw a chilling indifference in those eyes.

He was serious.

He truly believed that the entire ninja world was nothing more than dust that could be easily destroyed in front of him.

This absolute self-confidence, this arrogance that transcends everything...

He looks exactly like Madara from back then.

No, it's even purer than freckles.

On a high slope not far away, Obito, who had been watching the battle, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"waste."

He muttered a curse under his breath, clearly dissatisfied with the impure world reincarnations who had died instantly.

But he also knew very well that now was not the time to complain.

If nothing is done, this war, which was doomed to fail before it even began, will come to a complete end.

Obito took a deep breath, and the spatial vortex began to spin wildly.

next second.

Ripples spread across the center of the battlefield once more as Obito silently appeared in front of Hashirama and Tobirama.