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Madara watched Sasuke's departing back. The turmoil within him refused to settle for a long time.
That boy had a face reminiscent of Izuna, possessed a power as seamless and unified as Hashirama's, and shared his own brand of solitary, formidable pride!
It was as if some unseen force was drawing them together, destined to meet and clash anew in this era!
It allowed him to be reborn in this vessel of fate, to meet him once more and spark a brand-new conflagration!
So… through constant exposure, layers of groundwork, and a brief clash lasting less than three minutes, Madara had fallen.
In the desert of his dark soul… the rose that had withered in a past life grew new thorns. Its dried petals fell away, and a fresh, tightly closed bud began to unfurl!
Madara clutched his pounding chest, his gaze burning with desperate longing!!
"I await the world-ending battle twenty-one days from now! The one destined to draw the final period on this tedious world! Hahahahahaha! But the one laughing last will be me, Uchiha Madara!!!"
In the valley where the Konoha survivors had fled, where Tengai Shinsei had first graced the earth, the Four Red Yang Barrier cleaved heaven and earth, life and death, knowledge and ignorance, light and obscurity!
Inside the barrier, the Konoha survivors opened their eyes to a reality of barely escaping death.
The barrier walls weren't transparent… they couldn't see the outside world.
Only the oppressive, suffocating air and the thunderous beating of their own hearts confirmed the reality: they were still alive.
They knew nothing else… including who had saved them at the last moment.
Outside the barrier, at the southeastern corner, two Uchiha, separated by the boundary of life and death, met face to face.
Uchiha Izuna stared at Itachi's back.
From his perspective, he read the bloody labels plastered across this man.
Spy for the Senju.
Killer of his own parents.
Slaughterer of his own clan.
Traitor to the Uchiha.
Konoha's loyal dog.
In Izuna's eyes, Itachi was pure filth. He had zero interest in the circumstances behind Itachi's actions or the inner turmoil of a traitor.
The only thing he wanted was to kill him. Now.
Izuna manifested his Susano'o externally. The skeletal fist clenched. He leapt forward, driving a heavy punch downward!
Itachi faced forward. His expression was as calm as still water—or at least, his back suggested it was.
Killing intent and the pressure of displaced air surged from behind.
A blaze of crimson chakra ignited around Itachi. From within it, a powerfully built arm of the Susano'o surged upward and swung back with devastating force! A deafening BOOM echoed as the two Susano'o arms collided and passed each other!!!
The explosive shockwave hurled Izuna back ten paces!
Izuna gnashed his teeth, forming hand seals. Lotus-like flames, channeled through his skeletal Susano'o, surged toward Itachi!!
Crackle…!!
The flames licked and hissed against the red skeletal frame surrounding Itachi.
Yet, even now, Itachi remained facing forward, maintaining his hand seal posture.
"RRRAAAAAGH…!!" Izuna's roar was pure, unadulterated fury. "You bastard, Itachi!!! Turn around and look at me!!! Do you lack the courage to face my wrath!?"
"Ah, my apologies."
Itachi's calm, gentle voice drifted back. "Maintaining this barrier requires considerable concentration. I truly cannot afford to be distracted. Could you wait a moment?"
That dismissive reply was the ultimate insult to Izuna.
If his right eye were still intact, he would have used the ocular technique called Ayaka without hesitation to tear Itachi's Susano'o apart and kill him in the most direct way possible.
But his right eye was gone…
His left remained.
Izuna took a step forward, his gaze darkening. The tomoe of his Mangekyō Sharingan swirled with an ominous, fluctuating light.
"You intend to use Ayakahoshi to set the date of my death?"
Itachi's voice cut through the air. Izuna froze.
What? How does he know what I'm thinking?
After a moment of shock, Izuna remembered his brother's account of his fight with Itachi.
Right. During that battle, this bastard displayed an ability similar to reading minds. Hah. Putting on an air of mystery, but it's just another ability stolen from our noble Uchiha lineage! A man like him doesn't deserve to bear the Uchiha blood! So what if he sees my intent? As long as he's within my ocular range, I can trap him in Ayakahoshi, turning him into a prisoner awaiting execution!!
Die!
Izuna slightly covered his left eye… Between his fingers, the Mangekyō was segmented by the cracks and blood vessels of the Impure World Reincarnation. The pupil trembled, releasing the ocular technique named Ayakahoshi!
A sense of superiority washed over him as he confirmed the technique's success on Itachi.
This reanimated body could use a technique like Ayakahoshi, which normally consumed the user's lifespan, without any real cost.
That Uchiha Sasuke was hit by my technique over a month ago. At this rate, he has less than two months to live.
And now Itachi, just struck. He'll follow Sasuke to the grave one month after the boy dies!!
Hehehe. For my brother, the two biggest rebels of the Uchiha, and the most troublesome ones, are now on a countdown to their deaths. Even if I descend to hell now, this trip won't have been in vain! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!
The thought… he could no longer contain his manic joy. He threw his head back and laughed.
Oh, right.
That Orochimaru fellow. He seems to possess some advanced techniques. No evidence he can undo Ayakahoshi, but to be safe, brother should just kill him.
Then there's that 'Obito' person brother mentioned casually.
Brother is still keeping things from me.
These thoughts… all of them were received by Itachi through Amenosagume.
He finally turned his head, his gaze falling upon a face identical to his younger brother's, yet brimming with a completely different, virulent malice.
Izuna sneered. "You finally turn around!!! You utter monster!!! I may not be your match!!! But I'm telling you, you're dead. You won't live to see three months from now!!!"
A somber thought struck Itachi. In my past life… if Sasuke hadn't had Naruto as his friend, would he have ended up just like this Izuna?
He looked at Izuna and spoke in a low voice. "Izuna. Aren't you more concerned about something else, rather than the date of my or Sasuke's death?"
Izuna's smirk vanished, his brow deeply furrowed. "What are you trying to say!?"
Itachi stated, "You must have realized it too. On the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, no matter how strong I was, I couldn't have wiped out the entire clan alone."
Izuna's fist clenched tightly. "So… you did have an accomplice. Tell me. Who was it!!"
A faint, calm smile touched the corner of Itachi's mouth. "That accomplice… was the executor of your brother's Moon's Eye Plan. Uchiha… Obito."
"The… Moon's Eye Plan? What… is that???"
Confusion etched itself across Izuna's face.
Zzzt—!!
At that moment, Itachi's left eye met Izuna's gaze…!!
—Tsukuyomi!!
Thud…!!!
Izuna's knee slammed into the ground. Sweat, impossible for a reanimated body, poured down his face like a waterfall.
"Everything you showed me… it's all a lie, isn't it…!?"
Itachi replied calmly. "It is the unvarnished truth…!!"
Izuna: "USODA!!!"
The great sword of his Susano'o swung forward with desperate force…!!!
Yet… Itachi's form dissolved into a flock of scattering crows.
"Brother… I will never believe it! That you would want to destroy all of humanity!!! Itachi, you beast without a shred of reason or humanity! You think… you think you can drive a wedge between me and my brother!!!"
The world spun in Izuna's eyes. He fell back… into a pair of arms that were slender, yet possessed an iron-like strength…!
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