Chapter 401: You Are Too Weak
Sasuke had even reached the point where he could suppress his own obsession at such a critical moment?
If Indra's reincarnates were no longer so "easy to manipulate," then the chess game it had meticulously arranged for thousands of years would likely face unpredictable variables.
A strong sense of unease and irritability rose in Black Zetsu's heart.
It controlled "Uchiha Itachi's" body, standing in place, watching Sasuke's figure completely disappear in the direction of Hoshigakure, remaining motionless for a long time.
The face belonging to Uchiha Itachi under the hood, having lost Black Zetsu's control, appeared somewhat stiff and dull, though the three-tomoe in his eyes began to slowly rotate.
"Tsk... troublesome fellow."
"It seems the plan needs to be adjusted."
"Uzumaki Naruto... what exactly are you..."
Black Zetsu muttered to himself.
Its original plan was to use this meticulously prepared body of "Uchiha Itachi" to lure Sasuke into joining them and becoming a new petri dish for the Rinnegan, using him and Hashirama cells to cultivate a brand-new Rinnegan.
But now, the plan had encountered an unexpected setback at the very first step.
Sasuke didn't take the bait.
This made Black Zetsu feel very surprised; he knew the reincarnates of Asura and Indra very well.
Because he had been studying these two "nephews" for a thousand years.
He originally thought it was a sure thing this time, but he didn't expect it to fail completely.
What to do next?
Continue to follow and force the lure?
The risk was too great; it would likely alert other Hidden Leaf Village Ninjas. Black Zetsu didn't care about the other Hidden Leaf Village Genin and Chunin; what he cared about was that particularly clever Nara Shikamaru.
This should have been a good opportunity since the other party didn't have any battle-hardened Jonin leading the team, but Nara Shikamaru had come along as the commander.
The people of the Nara Clan were sharper than monkeys with fur; although Black Zetsu didn't think he couldn't outplay the opponent, the routine used against Uchiha Sasuke was too obvious and would likely be seen through by him.
Then what?
Give up on this operation?
Black Zetsu was unwilling to give up, and if he missed this opportunity, it might be even harder to lure Sasuke out alone next time.
After hesitating for a moment, Black Zetsu finally decided to retreat for the time being.
His strength simply didn't allow it!
Uchiha Itachi was strong, but what did Uchiha Itachi's strength have to do with him, Black Zetsu?
Black Zetsu could only simply control the body; performing a few hand Seals or running away was fine, but high-intensity combat was far too much for him.
It controlled "Uchiha Itachi's" body and merged back into the shadows of the mountain forest, like a drop of water into the ocean, vanishing without a trace.
Only the charred deep pit carved out by the Sword of Thunder remained, along with the faint smell of burning and Chakra fluctuations that hadn't fully dissipated in the air, proving that the brief and bizarre confrontation just now was not an illusion.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Sasuke, who was racing back to Hoshigakure with all his might, was also experiencing a surge of emotions.
Although he chose to trust his companions and return for help, the impact of "Uchiha Itachi's" appearance still left an indelible mark on his heart.
That figure, that voice, those words... they kept replaying in his mind.
Sasuke gripped his Ninja sword tightly, yet it did nothing to alleviate the extreme complexity of his emotions.
"Shikamaru... I hope you can help me!"
He sped up, racing towards Shikamaru's direction.
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Uchiha Obito's corpse lay quietly on the ground, the wound where the wooden sword had pierced through his chest still shocking; the blood had long since coagulated, staining the surrounding ground a dark red.
However, the expression on this corpse was frozen in a twisted state—a mixture of shock, resentment, and a hint of disbelief.
His right arm was severed at the root, the cut smooth; like the puncture wound in his chest, it was an injury caused by the same power in an extremely short period of time.
Beside the corpse, a Shadow Clone of Uzumaki Naruto was slowly pulling that dark brown, blood-stained wooden sword out of Obito's chest.
On the blade of the wooden sword, complex sealing runes flickered slightly, completely sealing away the residual Chakra and life aura.
There was no expression on the Shadow Clone's face, only the calm of having completed a task.
He looked down at Obito's eyes on the ground, which were still wide open but had completely lost their luster, and said softly in a tone so flat it was almost cold:
"Izanagi is indeed useful."
"But... you are too weak."
These words seemed to be the final evaluation of Obito's life.
Possessing a Forbidden Jutsu that could rewrite reality and plotting to subvert the Ninja World, he was ultimately terminated without even getting the chance to activate the technique due to his insufficient strength and the absolute suppression of his opponent.
Obito indeed hadn't expected this.
He thought that using Izanagi to resurrect and lurking for a full seven days before doing so was cautious and safe enough.
Seven days was enough time for anyone to lower their guard and believe the threat had been completely eliminated.
But he underestimated Uzumaki Naruto's caution and the "importance" Naruto placed on him.
Although Naruto's Main Body had already left, he had left a Clone at the place where Obito had performed the hand Seals.
This Shadow Clone had only one task: to monitor that area and wait for Obito's possible reappearance.
Because Naruto knew that an enemy like Obito, especially one who mastered a bug-level Forbidden Jutsu like Izanagi, could never die so easily.
He must have had a backup plan.
So, when Obito quietly re-emerged from somewhere in the Kamui Dimension three days later, thinking it was safe, he didn't even have time to form hand Seals to activate a new Izanagi.
What awaited him was that wooden sword, already poised and imbued with powerful sealing power!
Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!
The Shadow Clone's attack had no hesitation.
First, it severed Obito's right arm with a single strike to prevent him from having an arm full of Sharingan hidden away like Danzo.
Then, in the moment Obito's movements stalled due to intense pain and shock, the wooden sword pierced his chest like a venomous snake, precisely destroying his heart.
Thus, without even being able to leave a single final word, Obito completely lost his life aura amidst endless resentment and despair.
After Naruto's Shadow Clone confirmed Obito's total death, he began the cleanup work skillfully.
He took out a black sealing scroll similar to the one used to Seal Obito's remains before and carefully sealed Obito's corpse inside.
The runes on the scroll lit up, sucking the corpse inside, and then returned to calm.
Without Kamui, Obito was nothing more than a stray on the roadside.
Ever since knowing he could use Izanagi multiple times, his only purpose for existing was to provide Naruto with Kamui Sharingan.
The Shadow Clone put away the scroll, carefully checked the surroundings once more to ensure no traces or hidden dangers were left, and then walked towards the Hidden Cloud Village.
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