I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

That monster that dared to mock me!

"Oh, right."

"Don't let outsiders pry into your memories, or the contract will also be void."

The boy, who had turned his back, gave a cold reminder.

"I see."

"excuse me."

Kurama Yakumo glanced at the boy in her field of vision with a complicated look, then softly replied before opening the door of the rehabilitation room and walking out. Of course, she did not forget to close the door before leaving.

The pure white space returned to tranquility.

But it only lasted a moment.

The cursed fire vanished, and the illusory image dissipated.

A girl embracing a blood-red straw doll appeared in front of Huang.

"what happened?"

he asked softly.

"nothing."

The woman of the hour of the ox answered with her face lowered.

Silence lingered between the two.

"It was just a fight with other monsters, it's nothing serious."

Finally, the girl spoke first. Her right hand, hanging by her side, unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, and she still didn't dare to look at the Onmyoji in front of her.

"It's not your fault."

"I'm just too weak."

Huang replied, and gently wiped the mess on the other person's face with his palm.

This scene reminded him of the first time he met the Nine Lives Cat.

"but......."

The unusual temperature made the woman of the hour of the ugliness lift her cheeks.

What did she want to say? What did she want to explain?

But before he could speak, he was silenced.

"Don't do that, it hurts my heart."

"I swear, I will become stronger and protect you."

"Please wait for me a little longer..."

Chapter 98 What he can do, I can do too.

The desolation gradually replaced the greenery.

The breath of life becomes increasingly shallow upon entering this region.

"Hehehe, on behalf of my little darlings, I thank you for your grace, Onmyoji."

The sorcerer, wearing an ugly mask, grinned maliciously and bowed slightly.

Not far away, swarms of poisonous insects gradually covered the two still-warm corpses, and the last thing that could be discerned was the two blood-stained white masks.

Hearing such gratitude, Huang remained silent, merely watching as the insects rapidly devoured the two followers.

He didn't want to know the other person's identity, nor was he interested in the purpose of following him.

Whether these two belong to Root or Anbu, whether they want to eliminate me or observe my actions, it doesn't matter anymore.

Their strength has been restored, and there is no need for further pretense.

Most importantly, I am not Fugaku Uchiha.

Using surveillance to test one's patience and one's bottom line is simply courting death.

At this time, four months had passed since the night of the genocide.

Except for the Uchiha, who were still grieving, everything seemed to have returned to calm.

border.

Yan Yin retreated.

Those guys who inherited the will of stone and were fearless of death no longer spoke of revenge.

Instead, following the will of the leader, they unusually dispatched the village's elites to secretly search for Uchiha Itachi's whereabouts, hoping to verify a certain conjecture through him.

However, it was as if that guy had vanished into thin air; they couldn't find a single trace of him.

However, with the unintentional guidance of an elderly man with white hair, an organization that they had previously dealt with resurfaced in their field of vision.

'dawn'.

Itachi once said that the source of his power was that secret organization.

Regarding the Fog Concealment.

They seemed to have reached some kind of unspoken agreement with Iwagakure. Shortly after Iwagakure withdrew, those vicious guys also began to consolidate their forces and stopped causing trouble.

It was just like the calm before some kind of upheaval.

As for the interior of Konoha.

Immediately after being discharged from the hospital, Ara was summoned by the Third Hokage as the acting head of the Uchiha clan, along with other clan heads from Konoha.

Huang is the youngest and most inexperienced among them.

But it's definitely not the weakest!

The meeting mainly revolved around Itachi Uchiha's defection and the disbandment of the Konoha Police Force.

During this time, he did not utter a word, but simply listened and accepted.

As far as he was concerned, as long as there was no interference within the clan's territory, he was willing to give up any symbols of power, identity, or status.

"Ara, does the Uchiha have any other needs?"

"After all, we all belong to Konoha. If we need anything, everyone will help us."

This was originally Hiruzen Sarutobi's polite attempt to win him over.

But he never expected that the boy, who had been silent all morning, would actually reply.

"Alright, the Anbu's constant surveillance of the Uchiha should be lifted now, right?"

Huang's voice was devoid of any superfluous emotion; his calm gaze silently fixed on the old man sitting in the main seat.

Upon hearing this, not only did Hiruzen Sarutobi's heart tremble, but even the two advisors beside him opened their slightly lowered eyelids, and a glint of dissatisfaction appeared in their eyes.

The tribal chiefs present all turned their attention to the aloof young man in a short shirt.

Among them, Kurama Murakumo's gaze was the most complex.

During her hospitalization, her daughter would often visit the other party, and each time she returned, her eyes held a different kind of light.

That was a light that hadn't appeared in Yakumo's eyes for a very, very long time!

Kurama Murakumo didn't ask what had happened to his daughter. He just wanted her to get rid of her obsession with revitalizing the family and becoming a ninja, and live a happy life.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

But the third generation is still the third generation.

"This matter has been stopped."

"Moreover, it wasn't done by the Dark Division, but by the Root, which has already been disbanded."

Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't explain much, after all, too much talk leads to mistakes, and there were many other clan leaders present.

The best solution is to blame everything on Danzo, who is being punished and confined.

"Okay, then I'm all set."

Huang then stood up.

"From now on, you don't need to inform the Uchiha about topics unrelated to Itachi."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

The Uchiha clan no longer possesses the prestige and strength to determine the course of events, nor do they have the agile minds of the Nara clan. Even those old guys who seem to have one foot in the grave can outwit them in strategy.

So I might as well not participate.

After all, he would leave this place sooner or later.

This was also the thing he thought about most during his more than three months in the hospital, and he even postponed revenge.

Right now, the most important thing is the future of the Uchiha clan!

"Uchiha Ara, aren't you being a little too arrogant! Everyone sitting here is your elder!!"

Just as he left the last seat and walked out of the meeting room, a bad guy who was trying to take advantage of his seniority couldn't sit still anymore, or perhaps the other party already had a lot of grievances against their clan, but today he finally found an opportunity to vent!

Upon hearing the rebuke, Huang immediately stopped in his tracks. When he turned around, three emanating, absolutely intimidating tomoe were already imprinted on his pupils.

As their eyes met, a loud thud was heard, and the person who spoke was crushed to the ground by the direct and unreasonable force of the gaze.

Meanwhile, a chilling warning echoed throughout the conference room:

"I am now the head of the Uchiha clan, so you'd better show some respect when you speak to me."

"I'm not that good-for-nothing Fugaku Uchiha."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crimson Sharingan slowly faded away. Without paying any attention to the panting and trembling old man, Ara continued walking out.

"Oh, right."

"Just a friendly reminder: whatever that beast can do, I can do too."

"Never try to scheme in other areas."